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

Duan Tianyang slashed with the sword, and a strong wind like a dragon's roar, carrying countless sharp blades, whistled towards Zhang Qing.

The air-breaking blade and the sharp blade storm released by Zhang Qing collided passionately in the air, erupting with endless roars.

Although most of the wind blades and gold blades dissipated in the collision, there were still a few tenacious sharp blades that penetrated the defense and headed straight for the opponent.

Zhang Qing couldn't be sure whether his attack was effective, but the oncoming wind blade made his heart beat faster and cold sweat broke out.

He dodged left and right, trying to avoid these deadly attacks, but the wind blades seemed to have spirituality and followed him no matter how he moved.

Just as the wind blade was about to touch his skin, Zhang Qing took a deep breath and swung his sword with all his strength to block it.

The collision between the sword and the wind blades made a deafening sound. His sword only blocked three wind blades, while the remaining wind blades ruthlessly tore through his defense.

With a slight rustling sound, Zhang Qing felt his arm go numb. A wind blade brushed past his right arm, cutting open his armor and revealing a wound deep enough to see the bone.

At the same time, the other two wind blades also cut his ribs and left leg, and blood stained his yellow robe red. He groaned in pain and his body was about to fall.

Just as he turned around and prepared to run away, he heard a sharp sound of breaking wind from behind him. His heart tightened, and he instinctively bent down, and a cold light flashed over his head.

Zhang Qing roared, turned his body suddenly, and stabbed back three times in a row at high speed.

Each sword was accompanied by a crisp sound of metal collision, "Dang, dang, dang!" Sparks flew everywhere, but all his attacks were blocked.

He took a deep breath, endured the pain in his body, raised his sword and stabbed towards Duan Tianyang. At the moment when his sword was about to touch Duan Tianyang, the opponent's figure suddenly disappeared.

Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back.

Duan Tianyang's Xuanbing sword, as piercing as ice, had pierced deeply into his lower back.

Zhang Qing let out a shrill scream, and his body involuntarily leaned forward. He instinctively swung his sword backwards, forcing Duan Tianyang back. At the same time, he reached out to cover the wound on his lower back, leaned forward, and ran forward with all his strength.

Before Zhang Qing took a few steps, he bumped into someone head-on. That person turned out to be Xiao Fang who had never left.

Xiao Fang smiled, his eyes fixed on Zhang Qing, and asked softly, "Where are you going?"

The armor on Zhang Qing's body was stained with blood and had many cracks. Fresh blood trickled down his back, staining the ground beneath him red.

There are wolves before and tigers behind!

Zhang Qing was in a desperate situation. Anger was boiling in his heart. He let out a deafening roar, and the sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, pointing directly at Duan Tianyang.

He roared at the top of his lungs: "I'm going to fight you!" As he spoke, the sword turned into a golden light and shot towards Duan Tianyang as fast as lightning.

The golden light shone brightly, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, whistling towards Duan Tianyang. Seeing that the golden light was about to touch him, Duan Tianyang leaped into the air.

However, the golden light seemed to be unusually agile. As Duan Tianyang moved, its trajectory changed, and it flew upward at an angle, chasing closely.

Duan Tianyang stabilized his body in the air, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and slashed down fiercely. A strong force burst out from the sword, trying to split the golden light.

"Dang!" Duan Tianyang swung his sword accurately and hit the flashing golden light. With a dull echo, his body drew an arc in the air and flew backwards.

At the same time, the golden light seemed to have suffered a severe blow. It made a "clang" sound and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, a cold light flashed across Zhang Qing's back like lightning.

Next to Zhang Qing's ears, there was a rustling sound like a mountain breeze blowing through the grass. Although it was beautiful, it was full of deadly threats.

In an instant, his vision began to spin, and the whole world seemed to be undergoing a radical change.

Zhang Qing was still standing there, but the shocking thing was that his head was gone. The blood gushing out of his broken neck turned into a blood mist in the air, like a red fountain.

The head was lying quietly at the feet of Zhang Qing's body. All his attention was focused on Duan Tianyang, but he ignored Xiao Fang behind him.

At this moment, Xiao Fang was standing behind the headless corpse, with drops of blood still dripping from the tip of his sword.

The remaining four people, Xu Ye, had already been frightened to the point of losing their color, their legs trembling uncontrollably, and even walking had become extremely difficult. The young man who was responsible for informing the police was even more terrified, and a yellow liquid slowly oozed out from under his body...

Xiao Fang gently wiped the blood off the sword and his eyes fell on the four people who were trembling.

He asked: "Brother Duan, how should we deal with these people?"

Duan Tianyang did not respond, but walked straight to Jin Bao lying on the ground to check his injuries.

Xiao Fang glanced at the four people with dissatisfaction, then looked down at the pool of yellow liquid on the ground, and felt disgusted. He said to the four people coldly, "Get out of here."

However, just as the four men turned around to escape, a whistling sound of wind suddenly sounded.

Before they could react, their bodies were instantly cut into countless pieces by the wind blades, flesh scattered everywhere, blood mist splashed, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Xiao Fang was dumbfounded, staring at Duan Tianyang's action of sheathing his sword. While he was amazed at his ruthlessness, he also felt a sense of fear and was glad that he was not his enemy.

Duan Tianyang picked up the unconscious Jin Bao and said coldly, "If you don't remove the roots, they will grow again in the spring breeze. Do you want them to come back with stronger power to seek revenge? Then we may be the ones to die! Besides, anyone who hurts my brother must die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Tianyang walked towards Xuanhuang City without looking back.

Xiao Fang stood there in a daze, his eyes closely following Duan Tianyang's back, and he made a decision quietly in his heart.

This decision also invisibly changed the trajectory of his future destiny.

Duan Tianyang carried the unconscious Jin Bao back to the inn and quickly summoned a doctor to treat his wounds.

After his wounds were properly taken care of, Jin Bao slowly regained consciousness. His first words after waking up were trembling slightly: "Tian... Brother Tian... They tortured me all night... But I... I didn't reveal a word... I never betrayed you."

Duan Tianyang looked at the wounds on Jin Bao's body that were still oozing blood, and a warm feeling surged in his heart, with mist in his eyes.

He comforted me softly, "I know, we are good brothers, how could you betray me? Now, don't say anything, just have a good rest and get some sleep."

After hearing this, Jinbao showed a tired smile on his pale face and fell into a deep sleep again.

Duan Tianyang gently covered him with a quilt. At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.