Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 492 The Tragedy of the Village
The sun rises and sets, the moon is full and the moon is waxing.

Time passed slowly, and the August [-]th martial arts conference was getting closer and closer, and Huan Chang was still immersed in his cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.

"Soldiers!"

On the top of the mountain, Huan Chang suddenly let out a low voice, and the magic pen of Spring and Autumn was dotted in the air, and the tactics of soldiers were quickly used dozens of times in succession.

"boom!"

With long-term practice, Huan Chang's success rate of triggering the multiplication of Bing Zijue has become higher and higher.

Huan Chang was very lucky this time, in just a few breaths, the multiplier effect of the Bing Zi Jue was activated, and the true energy in his body surged like a landslide and tsunami.

"fight!"

Feeling the majestic zhenqi in his body, Huan Chang yelled again, and the dark Spring and Autumn Magic Brush radiated a mysterious brilliance, perfectly connecting Huan Chang with this mountain.

At this time, Huan Chang suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, as if he was the vicissitudes and heavy mountains, and could even feel the veins of the mountains and the earth.

"trembling!"

Huan Chang let out a low voice, and touched the ground slightly with the Spring and Autumn Magic Brush in his hand, and the mountains covering a radius of more than ten miles began to vibrate slightly.

All the birds and beasts in the mountains thought they had encountered an earthquake, and ran away screaming and screaming.

For a time, chickens and dogs jumped in the mountains.

"Hoohoo!"

As for Huan Chang, after resonating with the mountains with the help of the soaring zhenqi in his body, he felt the majestic zhenqi in his body pouring away like a flood.

Even if Huan Chang has been able to focus on two tasks at once, when performing Bing Zi Jue and Dou Zi Jue, he has always maintained a state of being in harmony with heaven and earth and regained his true energy, but it is still a drop in the bucket.

Huan Chang withdrew his own moves and frantically circulated the little zhenqi left in his body for a long time before he felt better.

"To resonate with a mountain, it is still very reluctant with my current strength."

"It's just that the feeling just now is too powerful. I even have a premonition that even ordinary metamorphosis warriors standing in front of them may not be able to block that move!"

Although Huan Chang's face was pale, his eyes were radiant, and he couldn't hide his joy.

After several months of hard practice, Huan Chang has successfully practiced the four-character sword formula in front of the nine-character sword formula. Although he has not yet reached the level of mastery, his power cannot be underestimated.

"It seems that it's time for me to go down the mountain."

Huan Chang put his hands behind his back, looked in the direction of the Kunlun School, and thought to himself.

Although Huan Chang in the past practiced martial arts quickly, and even reached the half-step metamorphosis at the age of 23, he was not sure that he could truly compete with the super geniuses of other major sects.

But this time, Huan Chang was full of confidence.

"Shu Jiange is famous, let's start from this martial arts conference!"

Huan often participates in the martial arts conference, representing not only himself, but also Shujian Pavilion, which has been silent for hundreds of years.

At this time, Huan Chang, after experiencing the tempering of Lin Zi Jue, his mind has reached the state of being immobile and not confused, and the sorrow and pain he encountered in the past can no longer make him feel brooding.

Now, he just wants to concentrate on cultivation, defeat all the heroes in the world, step onto the pinnacle of martial arts, and restore Shujian Pavilion to its former reputation.

Feeling the zhenqi in his body gradually recovering, Huan Chang took a light step forward, and his body disappeared.

In the dilapidated small village, thick smoke was billowing, and the smell of burnt corpses was carried far away by the wind.

Huan Chang came from a distance, and before he got close to this small village, he smelled this disgusting smell, and his face became very gloomy.

"Go and see!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Huan Chang quickened his pace and ran towards the small village, arriving at his destination not long after.

Everything in sight is horrible!

A total of 230 people in a whole village lost their lives, and none of them survived at this time.

Not only that, the corpses of these villagers were cut into several sections, and the murderer's methods were cruel and ruthless, which is simply outrageous.

In fact, Huan Chang saw the corpse of a pregnant woman on top of a big tree, and only the corpse of this pregnant woman was still quite intact.

The pregnant woman's eyes were smooth, and her face showed a look of horror. Her abdomen was cut open by a sharp knife, and the unformed baby inside was suspended in the air by her intestines.

"hateful!"

Huan Chang stared wide-eyed, eyes full of anger.

Although Huan Chang once served as a general in Song State and killed many enemies during this period, he never slaughtered unarmed people, let alone killed enemies with such cruel means.

Even though Huan Chang practiced the Lin Zi Jue and had reached the state of being unmoved and not confused, when faced with this tragic situation, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

After all, Huan Chang's chivalrous heart has not yet disappeared.

Back then, before he cultivated his true qi, Huan Chang yearned for the deeds of knights fighting with swords, punishing rape and eradicating evil.

Looking at the massacre in the village today, the person who shot it was definitely a ruthless, even some psychopathic martial artist.

That's right, it wasn't a bandit that caused the tragedy, but a warrior.

Huan Chang was able to confirm from the death of the villagers that his guess was correct.

"The blood is not dry yet, the murderer has definitely not gone far!"

A strong murderous intent flashed in Huan Chang's eyes, he looked at the corpses apologetically, then observed them a little, and then chased towards the small road in the south.

On the rugged path, a young warrior with a sword on his back was pacing slowly.

This person was dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were as bright as the starry sky, and his body also faintly exuded the artistic conception of floating like a fairy.

As the autumn wind blew, it lifted the person's snow-white robe, adding a sense of being out of the dust.

No matter who saw the young man in front of him, he would probably feel that he was like a banished immortal from the nine heavens, without any aura of mortals on his body.

This person seems to be walking very slowly, but if you look carefully, you will find that the situation around the young man is changing rapidly, obviously at an extremely fast speed.

However, after Huan Chang left the village, he quickly flew towards the small road in the south, but after flying for a long time, he couldn't find any trace of the murderer, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

If the murderer cannot be found and killed, Huan Chang will not be able to get rid of the bad breath in his heart, and the murderer will be allowed to go unpunished.

"The direction is definitely not wrong, but I chased it all the way, but I didn't see any trace of anyone. What's going on?"

Just when Huan Chang was puzzled and was about to speed up again, he suddenly saw the man in white clothes in front of him who looked like a nine-day exile, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"Finally see someone!"

Huan Chang didn't stop there, and directly accelerated towards the man in white.

"Brother, please stay!"

Huan Chang landed in front of the young man in white, and felt that the aura of the other party was completely different from that of the murderer, so he clasped his fists and saluted.

When the young man in white saw Huan Chang, he couldn't help showing surprise on his face, but his footsteps also stopped in place.

"You blocked my way, why?"

(End of this chapter)