The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Duan Tianyang slowly loosened his arms and gently leaned the man's body against the tree trunk.

Then he jumped down from the tree lightly and repeated the same action, releasing his mental power to search for the hidden sentinels in the woods.

Duan Tianyang's control over his mental power had become increasingly proficient, and before long, he had quietly eliminated five secret sentries in the dense forest.

After confirming that there were no more lurking enemies around, Duan Tianyang leisurely returned to the team.

He waved to the crowd, and when they gathered around him, Duan Tianyang announced in a low and firm voice: "Tonight, if we want people to remember us, we must ruthlessly eliminate all enemies when we act. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" everyone present answered in unison.

If you are not ruthless enough, others will not be afraid of you, let alone remember you!

How could Duan Tianyang, who has watched so many gangster movies in modern times, not understand this truth!

Seeing everyone's solemn expressions, Duan Tianyang said firmly: "Brothers, don't be afraid. No matter how big the problem is, I will handle it!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and then echoed in unison: "With Brother Tian here, we have nothing to fear!"

Duan Tianyang immediately stopped smiling and became serious. He took a deep breath and shouted in English: "Action!"

Hearing this, the soldiers around were bewildered, with confused expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, he quickly changed to Chinese and issued the order again: "Action!"

Following the order, Duan Tianyang drew the sword from his waist, and the soldiers around him also drew their weapons.

In an instant, the rustling sound of metal colliding came one after another, and the harsh sound echoed in the forest.

The cold sword light flickered in the shade of the trees, like bright stars in the night sky.

He stood up and led five hundred soldiers to rush quickly towards the Qinba tribe.

Duan Tianyang was like a tiger breaking out of a cage, rushing out of the woods and leading the way.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and he instantly spotted the two foreign soldiers standing guard outside the forest.

Before the two foreign soldiers could react, Duan Tianyang appeared in front of them like a ghost.

The sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and with a slight swing, a scarlet blood mark was left on the neck of a foreign soldier.

Immediately afterwards, another sword accurately pierced into the chest of another foreign soldier.

At the same time, Guan Hu and Cao Ge rushed past Duan Tianyang and continued to charge forward.

Afterwards, five hundred soldiers rushed into the Qinba tribe’s village like a surging tide.

Their footsteps were so deafening that they woke up the tribesmen in the nearby wooden houses from their sleep.

The people inside walked out of the cabin with sleepy eyes.

When they saw the chaotic scene outside, their eyes widened with horror.

One of them pointed at the soldiers rushing in, opened his mouth in horror and was about to scream.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a crossbow arrow flew like a meteor and hit his mouth accurately.

The tip of the crossbow arrow pierced through the back of his head, ending his scream.

With the influx of five hundred soldiers, screams soon began to rise and fall in the village.

Duan Tianyang led the charge, charging bravely up the mountain while turning back and shouting, "Brothers, charge up with me!"

He knew that the top of the mountain was most likely where the chief lived. He had experienced the situation before where the leader had to be captured first, and he knew the huge advantages that such a strategy could bring.

As long as the opponent's chief can be eliminated, the remaining little Karami will become much easier to deal with.

At the moment when he was leading his soldiers to charge bravely, many warriors of the Chimba tribe suddenly emerged from the wooden houses on the hillside. They were dressed differently, some wearing animal skins, and some wearing grass skirts.

These warriors, holding spears in one hand and wooden shields in the other, gathered halfway up the hillside and then charged down like tigers descending from the mountain.

Soon, the two forces met on the hillside and conflict was imminent.

At this time, Duan Tianyang had completed the infusion of spirits into the armor and the mysterious soldiers. With a wave of his hand, he released a storm of sharp blades, and several foreign soldiers fell down in this storm.

At the same time, Guan Hu's roar was heard not far from Duan Tianyang, and then countless golden blades flew out like fireworks, drawing crescent-shaped tracks in the air, beautiful but deadly, like blooming flowers of death.

The air-piercing blade streaked across the night sky like a meteor, shooting into the group of foreign soldiers, triggering continuous wails.

In an instant, golden blade light flashed, chopping dozens of foreign soldiers into pieces, turning them into pools of blurred flesh and blood.

Duan Tianyang secretly praised in his heart, as if he was worthy of the power at the peak of the Void Breaking Realm, the skills he released were not inferior to his Blade Storm at all.

He refused to give up, and he moved swiftly among the foreign soldiers, each step accompanied by the swing of his sword. In an instant, four foreign soldiers died under his sword.

Then, he grasped the sword with one hand, and his true energy surged and poured out from the sword.

He raised the sword and the cross slash exploded like thunder. The wind blades rampaged through the group of foreign soldiers like a ruthless meat grinder, tearing the bodies of dozens of foreign soldiers into pieces.

Duan Tianyang looked up and before he knew it, he had reached the top of the mountain.

Although there were only 500 of them, they were full of momentum, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top.

This life-and-death struggle experience is really exciting and thrilling, and the adrenaline and dopamine in the body surge wildly.

Duan Tianyang's eyes sparkled, and he waved his sword and shouted at the crowd of foreign soldiers: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

His feet moved as fast as lightning, his figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, and with the flash of sword, he cut a bloody path through the crowd of foreign soldiers and reached the top of the mountain.

When he jumped to the top of the mountain, several narrow wind blades followed him. The nearest few soldiers were cut into pieces by the wind blades before they could react. Seeing this, the other soldiers retreated in fear.

At this time, a martial artist holding a spear broke through the crowd of foreign soldiers and rushed towards Duan Tianyang angrily.

Duan Tianyang raised the corner of his mouth, and lightly kicked his foot. A corpse was thrown into the air and crashed straight into the martial artist.

The martial artist swung his spear and chopped down. With a crisp sound, the corpse was split in half, and blood splattered everywhere, covering his body and face.

Just as the blood mist in the air had not yet dissipated, Duan Tianyang emerged from the blood mist like a ghost and stabbed the martial artist in the chest with a sword.

The man dodged sideways swiftly, then counterattacked with lightning speed, stabbing his opponent with a gun.

Duan Tianyang was quick-witted and agile. He tightly grasped the spear with one hand and exerted force suddenly. The martial artist was involuntarily pulled up and thrown backwards like a ship caught in a huge wave.

With a cry of horror, the martial artist's spear flew out of his hand and fell into Duan Tianyang's hand.

The martial artist in the air let out a shrill scream and eventually fell into the crowd of soldiers.

The soldiers dodged to the sides, and a deafening roar was heard. The martial artist's burly body slammed to the ground like a boulder, raising dust everywhere.