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The bandits looked at each other. What did the other party say? Are they robbers or is he robbers? An older bandit scoffed and said, "Is this boy scared of us? Otherwise, why would you say such nonsense? "

"Haha ?"

When the bandits heard this, they laughed out loud. There were a lot of people, but he had guts, and the bandits could not tell what was so special about Tang Yin, even the way he held the blade was weird, it was not about his five fingers holding the blade, but rather using two fingers holding the blade handle, it was obvious that he had not used a blade.

The old bandit leader did not take seriously at all, his gaze turned and landed on Han Ning's body, his eyes lit up, and then shouted to his left and right, "Brothers, remember, when we attack later on, we did not hurt that beautiful wife, we still have to bring her back to the mountain!"

Hearing this, the bandits burst into laughter once again. Han Ning's face turned ugly, her hands grabbing the reins of her horse tightly.

Looking at the bandit who laughed without restraint, Tang Yin was amused. He walked straight towards the older bandit and said gently: "Since you want to steal a woman, not just by talking, rather than boasting shamelessly, why not come and fight with me?"

How could the old bandit endure Tang Yin's provocation? He raised the long axe in his hand and laughed sinisterly: "It's been a long time since this daddy has extorted people's hearts, today I'll use you as a tool!" While speaking, he held onto the axe with both of his hands and rushed towards Tang Yin with big strides.

In the eyes of the bandits, this frail young man in front of them might not even be able to withstand a single blow of the axe, but the reality was the complete opposite.

Tang Yin faced his opponent, and the arm holding the blade trembled, the Black Fog was born, becoming one with the steel blade, in an instant, the steel blade turned into a Spiritual Knife, at the same time, the blade's body was covered with a layer of strange Black Fire.

No one knew what kind of trick he was playing, but the old bandit's heart trembled. But now that he was out of the battlefield, he had no choice but to shoot right at it. He braced himself and rushed to Tang Yin's side, raised his axe, and hacked towards Tang Yin's head with all his might, and roared: "Kid, go and die!"

His strength was not small, and his explosive strength was also strong. The speed of his axe was as fast as lightning, but it did not even reach the corner of Tang Yin's clothes. The latter's body shot out diagonally, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and brushed past the bandit's shoulder.

In the time it takes to walk and pass, Tang Yin's Spiritual Knife had already cut open the other party's throat with lightning speed. The Fire of Darkness burned into the other party's body, and the Soul Combustion instantly evaporated the essence within his body.

Plop!

The old bandit fell to his knees as the axe in his hand fell from his hand. White spirit mist rose from the pores of his body and floated in the air. There was only a corpse but no blood. His blood had already dried and solidified under the Fire of Darkness's Soul Combustion.

Hiss!

Tang Yin took a deep breath. The white mist floating in the air seemed to have life, splitting into two, splitting into two, quickly entering his nostrils.

Silence, a deathly silence.

Everyone present could not see clearly how Tang Yin struck with his blade, they only saw the bandit swung his axe, then their eyes blurred and the bandit died, while Tang Yin stood behind his corpse.

After an unknown amount of time, the bandits finally came back to their senses. A commotion also broke out on the field. With that, no one dared to underestimate Tang Yin anymore. The forty to fifty bandits circled around Cheng Jin, Han Ning and Han Zhan, and surrounded him.

This was actually the first time Han Ning and Han Zhan had seen Tang Yin make a move, and they were immediately stunned. Han Zhan could not help but pull Han Ning's arm, and said in both surprise and delight, "Mother, did you see it? Uncle is so powerful! " The expression on his face was filled with both surprise and adoration.

Han Ning was not blind, of course she saw it too. She looked at Han Zhan who was extremely excited, then looked at Cheng Jin and worriedly asked: "There are so many bandits, Tang ? Is Master Tang going to be alright? "

Cheng Jin snickered in his heart. Just a few bandits and without Spirit Cultivator, to the King, it was not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth. His expression was indifferent as he said, "Madam, please rest assured that Big Brother will be able to deal with a few blind bandits."

Han Ning was skeptical, but her eyes lit up as she looked at Tang Yin who was surrounded by a group of enemies without blinking.

He flipped his wrist, and the Spiritual Knife that was being pinched with only two of his fingers flipped over agilely in his palm. Without any warning, his body moved forward and directly dashed into the crowd, and the black Spiritual Knife was like a black python that was flipped and danced within the crowd.

On the battlefield, only the shadows of blades and swords as well as the shouts of the bandits could be heard, but Tang Yin's figure was already nowhere to be seen, but the battle group was getting smaller and smaller, not because the bandits were surrounding Tang Yin, but because the number of bandits was decreasing rapidly, the number of corpses on the ground was increasing rapidly, and the white mist floating in the air had condensed into a big ball.

Rustle!

The lightning fast blades had killed off two more people, and the number of bandits on the field had changed from forty to fifty people to only three people. These three people were completely dumbstruck by the frightening scene in front of them, and the weapons in their hands had unknowingly dropped to the ground.

On the battlefield, all around Tang Yin were a mess of corpses, the corpses piled up in a circle around him forming a hill with broken limbs and scattered all over the ground. But strangely, there was not a single drop of blood on the ground or on the corpses, and there was no smell of blood in the air either.

Plop!

The pupils of the remaining three bandits narrowed as they looked at Tang Yin. Other than fear, there was also terror in their eyes, they did not seem to be looking at a person, they seemed more like they were looking at a monster or a death god.

Seeing them in such a state, Tang Yin laughed out loud and sucked up all the spirit mist in the air. Then, with a wave of his hand, he threw the blade in his hand towards Han Zhan and said: "Zhan Er, the remaining three, I leave it to you!"0

The Spiritual Knife turned back into a normal steel blade and spun in the air. With a pouncing sound, it was nailed in front of Han Zhan's horse.

Han Zhan jumped in shock and asked in surprise, "Uncle asked Zhan Er to ?"

"Kill them." Tang Yin said with a smile.

After all, Han Zhan was still just a teenager, and upon hearing Tang Yin's words, he couldn't help but shiver. He looked at Cheng Jin, then looked at Han Ning, not knowing what to do.

Han Ning was about to speak when she pulled her and shook his head.

If they wanted to become generals, they couldn't be merciful. Once they entered the battlefield, they could no longer treat their enemies as human beings. Otherwise, they would not only kill themselves, but also all the soldiers in the army.

"To be merciful to your enemies is to be merciless to your own comrades. If you don't even dare to kill three bandits, how can I expect you to accomplish anything in the future? If you want to live a mediocre life, dismount now, throw the knife back to me, I won't force you, if you want to follow my footsteps, then pick up the knife now and chop off their heads. " Tang Yin stood with his hands behind his back, and his gaze fell upon the three trembling bandits. From start to end, he did not even glance at Han Zhan.

After Han Zhan heard this, he slowly clenched his fists. The panic and helplessness on his face slowly disappeared, and was replaced with determination that exceeded his age.

After pausing for a few seconds, he suddenly dismounted, walked to the steel blade, and forcefully pulled it up.

"Zhan Er!"

Han Ning looked at him in disbelief, as if she didn't recognize him.

Han Zhan raised his blade, turned around and firmly said to Han Ning: "Mother, I want to become a man like uncle!" Finished speaking, he strode towards the three bandits.

He was still far from becoming a bandit, when Han Zhan suddenly shouted and rushed forward with his blade in hand.

"Pu!"

When he rushed to the front of the bandit, the blade in his hand also stabbed deeply into the chest of one of the bandit. The bandit cried out in pain as he fell onto his back with blood spurting out and splattering all over Han Zhan's body.

AHH!

The three of them fell and rolled together, the steel blade in Han Zhan's hands also flew a long distance, although his body was not as strong as his opponent, and the opponent was two people, but he did not show any signs of weakness, hitting, kicking, scratching, and biting at the two bandits, and very quickly, all three of their clothes were ripped apart, and color hung on their faces.

Feeling that it was enough, Tang Yin stood at the side and reached out his hand, lifting the two bandits off Han Zhan's body. Without seeing him use any strength, he turned around and with a swing, the two of them shot out like two cannonballs.

Bang, bang!

Followed by two muffled sounds, both of them hit their heads on the mountain rocks. Their heads were cracked as fresh blood and white brain matter flowed out.

Tang Yin bent down and looked at Han Zhan who was gasping for air on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised, he smiled, and said: "See, the enemy's counterattack is extremely powerful, so, if you are unable to kill them, the enemy will kill you, blindly attacking them will only give the enemy an opportunity. When you attack, you only have one choice left, that is to think of all means, without holding back, just kill them!"

With that, he straightened his back and walked back, saying, "Stand up by yourself. We still have to hurry."

The injuries on Han Zhan's body were not heavy, and most of them were scratches. He raised his head and looked at Tang Yin's back, and had also firmly engraved the words he had just said in his heart. It was true that Han Zhan was a man of peace, but he was deeply loved by Tang Yin. He was also one of the representatives of the young and strong Feng Country sects in the future, and was even a cold-blooded general on the battlefield.

He slowly climbed up from the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the pain on his body, forcefully walking faster with a limp as he chased after Tang Yin and followed behind him.

Han Ning ran over to Han Zhan and asked in concern: "Zhan Er, where are you injured?"

"Mom, I'm fine." Han Zhan did not care much about the injuries on her body, and even smiled at Han Ning to reassure her.

"Man, it's no big deal to get hurt a little bit. Madam, you don't have to worry too much." Tang Yin, who was walking in front, turned around and smiled.

Right now, Tang Yin's intentions were very obvious. She wanted to nurture Han Zhan into the army, Han Ning sighed to herself, looks like I need to find some time to talk to him.

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