I have a city in another world

4285 - Cultivators should be killed
The rout soldier whose throat was pierced by the bamboo spear stared viciously at Tang Zhen opposite him with his dim eyes widened.

In a blink of an eye, his eyes turned into a daze, and he collapsed to the ground softly.

"court death!"

Seeing this, Qiqi roared angrily, and rushed over brandishing their swords.

There were also two rout soldiers who directly drew their bows and arrows, trying to shoot Tang Zhen to death from a distance.

"Shh!"

Amidst the slight sound of rubbing, the bamboo-cut long sword came out of its sheath and directly stabbed at the rout soldier on the opposite side.

It was obviously a piece of bamboo, but it was as sharp as gold and iron, and it easily pierced through the leather armor of the defeated soldiers.

The rout soldier's eyes were full of shock and despair, he didn't expect his life to be ended like this.

In the next instant, the blood-stained bamboo sword was pulled from the chest, and the fierce rout collapsed to the ground.

This is just the beginning.

In the astonished and angry eyes of the rout soldiers, Tang Zhen was as fast as the wind, and shuttled around them non-stop with extremely agile footwork.

A bamboo sword in his hand, like a nimble poisonous snake, specializes in the chest, throat and other fatal points.

Although the rout soldiers were fierce and cunning, and killed countless people, the young man they faced was controlled by a powerful god king.

His melee combat ability was comparable to that of Tianyuan, and the killing like flowing clouds and flowing water was full of bloody artistic sense.

Accompanied by screams, the broken soldiers fell to the ground continuously, turning into cold corpses.

Throwing away the bamboo sword in his hand, Tang Zhen took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

Walking in front of a struggling soldier, Tang Zhen tipped his toe lightly, and a rusty horizontal knife fell into his hand.

The next moment, the blade touched the rout soldier's throat.

"Is there any survivor left in the village at the foot of the mountain?"

Hearing Tang Zhen's question, Su Bing was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, not a single one, they were all killed!"

Blood froth spewed out from the mouth of Qu Bing, but he didn't seem to notice it, and just stared at Tang Zhen viciously.

"Boy, your family members are also in the village at the bottom of the mountain, so feel free to cry, they are all dead, and they will never come back to life."

There was a lot of pride in the eyes of the rout soldiers, as if he was the real winner.

"I won't be sad, but I want to thank you."

Tang Zhen said lightly, and under the bewildered gaze of the rout soldier, he directly pierced his neck.

With a slight shake of the knife, all the stains and rust on the surface of the horizontal knife fell off.

The cold light flickered, and the spirit was overwhelming.

He slashed at the nearby bamboo with the knife, and saw the light of the knife flashed, and a large piece of bamboo tube fell down.

Tang Zhen reached out to grab it, and directly stabbed the horizontal knife in.

A simple scabbard, made by Tang Zhen, looks plain and simple.

After simply cleaning the battlefield, he walked down the mountain firmly.

When I walked to the village, I saw corpses all over the place, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

The boy's original home was burned down by a fire, and corpses with grim expressions were lying in the yard.

Li Erlai and his wife, as well as their own children, all died under the knife of the defeated soldiers.

The boy's emotions were turbulent, and finally turned into a light sigh, as if all the burdens had been lifted.

They dragged the corpses of the villagers and gathered them in one place, and soon thick smoke rose into the sky.

The once bustling village, together with a group of villagers, just disappeared from the world.

In the years of war and chaos, there are countless similar tragedies.

At this moment, Tang Zhen felt a trace of unwillingness and deep resentment again.

Not for the miserable fate, but for those broken soldiers who wantonly slaughtered the village.

Tang Zhen, who had been waiting for a long time, finally had a clear sense of what he should do next.

Kill the rout soldiers and behead the enemy chieftains to prevent similar disasters from happening again.

It's good to have a goal.

Seeing that the fire was extinguished and only green smoke remained, Tang Zhen collected the ashes and buried them under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

Carrying a simple bag, he went to the distance without hesitation.

In troubled times, and in the frontier, there are soldiers and bandits everywhere, they are running around, beheading the people like pigs and dogs.

Along the way, all the villages that can be seen have been looted by soldiers and bandits.

There are ten rooms and nine empty rooms, corpses are strewn all over the ground, but no one restrains them at all.

When encountering soldiers and bandits during the period, Tang Zhen would strike without hesitation, behead these scourges, and then pile them up into Jingguan.

Only by operating in this way can the hostility in the young man's heart be dissipated, and a bit of joy can be born.

It didn't take long for Tang Zhen's reputation to spread and he became a thorn in the side of those soldiers and bandits.

The soldiers and bandits belonged to the three countries, and they took advantage of the war to plunder wantonly, not all of them were personal actions, many of them were allowed by the chief.

In this way, killing good people and taking meritorious deeds, accumulating property, and robbing all kinds of food.

Tang Zhen's actions undoubtedly violated their interests, and various arrests followed.

The arrest warrants issued by the military did not embarrass Tang Zhen, on the contrary, they showed up frequently to lure the enemy.

As long as there are soldiers and bandits approaching, he will strike without hesitation, killing the heads of those soldiers.

Such a ferocious Tang Zhen made the enemies terrified, and they never dared to provoke him easily again.

They restrained their subordinates one after another, not daring to go out to plunder easily, lest they be robbed and killed by Tang Zhen.

There are even some troops who deliberately stay away from the border to avoid being approached by Tang Zhen.

It is indeed no small feat to be able to make the three armies at war compromise with one person.

Of course, Tang Zhen didn't take this false name seriously, and only cared about his mission.

If the enemy doesn't look for him, he will take the initiative to come to the door.

These officers and leaders are the real culprits, and they will not be wronged if they are hacked to death.

Eating empty pay and taking military merits, countless people have lost their families because of the war, but they have earned countless blood-stained money.

In the days that followed, news of officers being killed continued to spread, and at most there were nearly a hundred casualties a day.

There was even a coach who was directly beheaded by Tang Zhen, and then broke through the encirclement and left gracefully.

After the news spread, it caused a great shock, and Tang Zhen's name became more and more famous.

After this incident happened, the militaries of the three countries jointly issued an arrest warrant, chasing and killing Tang Zhen at all costs.

Practitioners from the Three Kingdoms also received an invitation from the military, and they were bound to capture and kill Tang Zhen.

In order to achieve their goals, the military promised generous rewards one after another, and even practitioners were moved by it.

A high-ranking practitioner possesses great strength, which is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers.

In the eyes of those in power in the Three Kingdoms, Tang Zhen, who was besieged by a joint attack, would definitely die this time.

It didn't take long for practitioners to arrive one after another, looking for traces and launching a siege.

No one cares at all, whether their actions are wrong or right.

Even in the process of tracking, they learned about the evil deeds of the soldiers and bandits, but the practitioners still chose to ignore them.

For these cultivators, those innocent people who died in vain are as humble as ants.

The name created by Tang Zhen made practitioners laugh and despise him, treating him as a stronger ant.

There is no need to ask right or wrong, just kill Tang Zhen and receive the reward he deserves.

This is the face of a cultivator, who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, and is extremely selfish.

Soon these practitioners successfully locked onto Tang Zhen, and a battle broke out.

The practitioners who felt sure of winning did not kill Tang Zhen, but took their own lives instead.

The corpse was hung on an old tree in a deserted village, and was eaten by wild dogs and crows.

When this kind of thing spread, it immediately caused an uproar, and the major sects were outraged.

More practitioners came, and they were bound to kill Tang Zhen, so as to maintain the dignity of the practitioners.

At this moment, Tang Zhen finally received the first step.

The world is unkind, and the monks are unrighteous, so they should be killed!
(End of this chapter)