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Hong Tian also understood that with a thousand people fighting one person, it would be easy to win. The problem was that there were not a thousand people in the village, so many brothers had already been sent out to surround An City.

He cupped his hands towards Tang Yin and said: "If senior wants money, feel free to tell me the number. Even if I have to dig 3 feet into the ground, I will gather everything for you. If senior wants a woman, that's fine too.

Speaking of which, this was the greatest form of courtesy he could offer. However, when Tang Yin heard this, he looked like he had heard a funny joke, and laughed out loud. After a while, he stopped laughing and said: "What if I want your lives?"

Hong Tian's face sank, and said coldly: "If that's the case, then we can only fight to the death, although senior's Spirit Wu is powerful, but we have the numbers advantage, if we fight to the death, who knows who will win!"

"Then I'll try it!" While speaking, Tang Yin suddenly took a big stride forward, directly jumping in front of Hong Tian, and with a swing of his sickle, he chopped towards's head.

What a fast movement technique! What a fast blade! Before Hong Tian even had the time to finish the Spirit Armored Materialization and the Spirit Armored Materialization, Tang Yin's blade had already reached the top of his head. Hong Tian screamed out involuntarily as he rolled his body horizontally to dodge Tang Yin's blade.

Tang Yin retracted his blade, took the chance and swept horizontally, then chopped off Hong Tian's head. Seeing the sharp blade of the scythe slashing at the back of Hong Tian's head, while the latter was still lying on the ground, at this time, the two Spirit Cultivator s brandished their spirit swords at the same time, blocking Tang Yin's scythe.

From the earrings, a crisp clank sound could be heard. Although the two spiritual swords had blocked the sickles, they were also forcibly broken by the sharp edge of the sickles.

Taking advantage of the sickle being blocked, Hong Tian rolled further to the side before finally climbing up from the ground. At the same time, he also covered his spirit armor and used the dual hammers in his hands to reform his spirit.

Normally, Hong Tian was already used to being tyrannical, he had never suffered such injustice before. He flew into a rage and screamed: "Brothers, attack together, today, either he dies or we die!"

"Kill ?" Following his command, the Twin Head Mountain bandits started to encircle Tang Yin together.

There were more than three hundred of them, and there were also Spirit Cultivator s amongst them. If it were any other people, it would be difficult to deal with them, but for Tang Yin, this kind of battle compared to the battlefield with the Chiliarch s and horses, it was simply like child's play.

The first to attack him were a few Rangers, one of them being the most vicious, holding onto the two spiritual daggers in her hands, she attacked Tang Yin repeatedly, her sword aimed at his vitals.

At first, Tang Yin only held back and did not fight back. Seeing the opponent's attack interval, he seized the opportunity and suddenly threw out a heavy punch, striking straight at the woman's chest.

His punch was fast and ruthless. The woman cried out in fear and instinctively retreated. Tang Yin was unforgiving, he immediately followed and turned his fist into a palm, striking towards her face.

She wanted to force Tang Yin to withdraw his palm. However, she didn't expect that Tang Yin's palm strike was just a feint, that his palm would sink down and cut straight through the gap between his two swords.

"Pu!" Especially the spirit armor at the tip of her finger, it was simply sharper than even knives. Following a muffled grunt, the spirit armor on the woman's chest was instantly pierced through, and Tang Yin's entire palm entered her chest.

The woman screamed as she fell to the ground on her back. She had let out too much air and too little air, and it looked like she was about to die. Seeing that she had died so tragically under Tang Yin's hands, the surrounding Rangers let out a strange cry, with their eyes red, they started to attack Tang Yin crazily.

Tang Yin laughed out loud, unhurriedly waving the sickle, calmly responding to the battle.

The two of them had only fought for three rounds before one of the person's legs was hit by Tang Yin's sickle. With a cracking sound, the person's legs were sliced apart, the speed of the blade was too fast, and his body had already fallen to the ground, but both of his legs were still there.

The man was in so much pain that he rolled over on the ground and blood splattered everywhere. Tang Yin quickly stepped forward and viciously kicked his lower abdomen. That person was like a rubber ball, flying horizontally, and crashed into another Ranger's body.

The two of them fell down and rolled on the ground. Before the two of them could regain their senses, Tang Yin had already caught up with them.

"Puchi!" One stab for two lives. The two of them were pierced through by the sabre and nailed to the ground. The two of them did not have time to struggle, the Fire of Darkness had already burned their bodies, and white spirit energy was being released into the air.

Tang Yin did not stop for a moment, holding onto his blade with one hand, he raised it with all his might, and lifted up the two corpses hanging on his blade, then swung his arm, and threw the corpses into the crowd.

Just as the two corpses smashed into the man, Tang Yin arrived. He brandished his sickle, hacking and chopping, piercing and picking, and in a blink of an eye, added another ten vengeful spirits to his sickle.

The more he fought, the more spirit energy condensed in the air and Tang Yin became even more excited. The green light flickering in his eyes became like two green lightbulbs, and as he moved, the green light drew two long rays in the night sky.

In the eyes of the bandits, this was not a human, but a green-eyed demon!

Those Rangers who had been crazily attacking Tang Yin didn't wait long before they were all killed by Tang Yin. Then, he locked his target on the normal bandits.

These people were even more unable to match up to Tang Yin. Under Tang Yin's vicious and brutal massacre, the three hundred or so bandits only had a little more than a hundred people left.

Tang Yin was still immersed in his excitement, seeing that the opponent was fleeing in all directions, he used Shadow Shift to chase after him without thinking.

On the mountainside, the bandits' screams kept on rising and falling, and before the screams had even subsided, they started to scream again. Sometimes they were a few meters apart, sometimes they were dozens of meters apart, and if someone who didn't know anything saw this, they would think that there were a large number of Spiritual Martial Expert s hunting the bandits together!1

After chasing and killing for who knows how long, until no one was left alive within Tang Yin's perception range, he finally came to a stop. While taking in all the scattered spirit energy in the air, he gasped for breath and took a breather.

After resting for only a moment, he suddenly recalled that he had not seen the bandit leader Hong Tian going anywhere even after fighting for such a long time. He thought for a while, then picked up his sickle, and quickly rushed towards the encampment on the mountain peak.

At this time, the gate of the village had already closed. Standing on the wall of the village were dozens of bandits holding bows and arrows.

Clang! Tang Yin used his blade to block a few arrows, but there were still arrows that passed through the curtain of his blade and pierced onto his body. With the protection of the spirit armor, the scattered arrows weren't able to hurt him at all. All they could do was slightly block his charging figure.

He was laughing coldly in his heart. When Tang Yin was still ten metres away from the wall, he unleashed Shadow Shift and flashed onto the wall of the stronghold.

The bandits on the wall were scared witless by Tang Yin who suddenly appeared beside them. Some of them immediately threw away their bows, hugged their heads, and turned to run towards the encampment, while the others still had some backbone, they were afraid, but still took out their steel blades and fought with Tang Yin.

It was a pity that the difference in strength between the two of them was too wide, so much so that they didn't even need to fill up the gaps in Tang Yin's teeth. Before even a minute had passed, dozens of bandits had already fallen. Some of their bodies were hung on the wall, while others had fallen to the ground.

Tang Yin purposely held back, leaving a live one behind, he placed the edge of the scythe on the man's neck, and asked with a calm tone: "Tell me, where is Hong Tian now!"

The Mountain Thief pretended to be calm and shouted at Tang Yin, "Dog thief, even if you kill me, I will not tell you!"

Tang Yin did not have the time to waste time with him. He let out a cold laugh, and with a slight flip of his palm, with a rustling sound, the sickle cut off the bandit's left ear.

"Ah ?" The bandit screamed miserably as he held the severed ear with both of his hands. His body was trembling in pain as blood flowed out from the gaps between his fingers.

"If you don't say it, I'll cut off your other ear, dig out your eyes, cut off your nose, and cut off your tongue. I have plenty of ways to make you beg for death!" Tang Yin moved closer to the bandit, and their noses almost touched.

At such a close distance, the bandit saw his green pair of eyes even more clearly, and his heart became more panicky and flustered.

He completely believed in Tang Yin's words. In fact, in his opinion, there was nothing that this green-eyed demon could not do. The aura he had put up suddenly softened as he said with a trembling voice, "General ?" "The general must have gone to the treasury ?"

"Where is the treasury?"

"Then... "Right at the back of the hall ?" As he spoke, the bandit extended his blood-stained hand and pointed towards the stronghold. Tang Yin took the chance and looked, and without further ado, he stood up and stepped on the bandit's head.

Crack! With the sound of a skull breaking, the bandit's brain burst out, and before he could even cry out, he died.

The Mountain Thief was right, Hong Tian had indeed gone to the treasury.

Just now outside the mountain stronghold, he saw's terror with his own eyes. He knew very well that with his own spiritual force, not to mention being unable to defeat him, even if ten of him were to be tied up together, he might not be able to defeat.

Rather than sit still and wait for death, it was better to escape and save his life first.

While Tang Yin was fighting with the bandits below, Hong Tian quietly retreated from the battlefield and returned back to the village. Even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't do so with empty hands.

In the treasury, the Twin Head Mountain bandits had accumulated quite a bit of gold, silver, and jewelry. Although it wasn't as big as a mountain, at least it could still be considered a wealthy place.

After entering the treasury, Hong Tian wanted to take everything, and wasn't willing to throw away anything. He threw away his dual hammers, found a sturdy empty chest, and desperately stuffed the gold, silver, and jewelry inside.

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