"Gou 'zi, you're good. You haven't changed after so many years. Alright, I know you like this. I'll leave this kid to you later.”
The burly man looked speechlessly at the bandit who had spoken just now, then turned to the people behind him and said," Brothers, catch this kid. After this, we'll go back to the village to drink.”
"Yes, boss, brothers, let's get to work.”
"Hahaha…this kid has small arms and legs. Just two people will do. Ma Zi, Erlaizi, you two go up and tie this kid up.”
Chu Yang's eyes turned cold as he looked at these bandits. His expression carried a hint of playfulness. Chu Yang had originally planned to meet some bandits so that he could kill them to practice his Thirteen Life-Taking Swords.
Initially, Chu Yang still felt a little reluctant. After all, he had lived in the modern world for two lifetimes. He instinctively had a trace of resistance towards killing people. However, when he heard the words of that dog, he completely threw away that trace of reluctance in his heart. He was incomparably determined to kill them.
At this moment, Chu Yang no longer had the mood to continue playing with them. They actually had such thoughts about him. They deserved to die.
"Is this the chaotic world? Human lives are like grass. Even bandits have many lives in their hands. Since I've met you today, I'll end you all completely!”
As he spoke, Chu Yang placed the long sword in his left hand. His right hand was already holding the hilt of the sword.
Clang!
The sound of a sword rang out. The long sword had already been unsheathed. A cold sword light flashed in the air, and two heads instantly soared into the sky. Blood splattered like a fountain, spraying out from the headless corpse. Ma Zi and Er Lai Zi, who had come to Chu Yang's side, died instantly.
As for Ma Zi and Eryoko, they did not even know when they had died. On their heads, their expressions were still the same as before.
Since the sword had been drawn out of its scabbard and stained with blood, Chu Yang naturally had no excuse to stay any longer. His figure flashed, and his face was cold. His green robe was ethereal, and he was as energetic as jade. He didn't seem to be killing people, but more like a peerless sword immortal dancing with his sword.
However, in the blink of an eye, the sword momentum suddenly changed. It became extremely cold and filled with a strange killing intent. The temperature of the entire surroundings suddenly dropped. It was like a cold winter night, extremely bone-piercing.
No one could react in time. They only felt the sword light flash in front of them, and the red line on their necks was slowly expanding.
Then, their necks tilted and they fell to the ground without feeling anything. In an instant, their carotid arteries were cut and they died instantly.
In just a few breaths, as the sword light dissipated, the place instantly fell into an incomparable silence. Only the dripping sound of blood dripping from the tip of the sword could be heard.
Twenty to thirty people died instantly. All of them were stabbed in the throat, and blood flowed out, dyeing the ground red.
Chu Yang's green robe was gently blown by the wind. It lifted the corner of his clothes, allowing him to blend in with the otherworldly and murderous aura.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Chu Yang frowned slightly. This was the first time Chu Yang had killed someone. Although it made him a little uncomfortable, it was not as unbearable as he had imagined.
Chu Yang lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. Fresh blood was flowing down the blade and dripping from the tip of the sword to the ground. Chu Yang's internal energy shook, and the blood on the sword dripped down. He returned the sword to its sheath.
"Clang!"
Chu Yang turned around and walked towards his horse. He mounted the horse and continued to walk forward.
After this incident, Chu Yang's hatred for bandits and bandits had reached an extreme. Whenever he encountered bandits and bandits along the way, Chu Yang would instantly draw his sword. He was ruthless and did not leave any survivors. Later, he even found the other party's mountain gate and village. He drew his sword and directly killed his way in. As the sword flashed, blood and foam flew everywhere.
By the time Chu Yang walked out of the village, there was no one left alive in the entire village.
For two whole months, Chu Yang had been heading south from the Qinling Mountains. During these two months, Chu Yang had killed all the bandits and thieves he had encountered, leaving no one behind.
Over the past two months, the number of bandits and bandits who had died at Chu Yang's hands had reached more than a thousand. It could be said that he had killed a thousand people.
After killing so many people, Chu Yang had completely changed from a modern person. Perhaps in the past, he still couldn't bear to kill people. But now, even if a person died in front of him, he wouldn't frown.
Moreover, he had killed so many bandits. Other than the reason they harmed the people, the main reason was to cultivate the Thirteen Fatal Swords.
In the past, although he could skillfully wield the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords, it was not the real Life-Taking Sword Technique.
Now that he had killed too many people, if Chu Yang's killing intent were to erupt, it would be terrifying enough to scare an ordinary person to death.
With such a strong murderous aura, Chu Yang was finally able to completely control these thirteen sword techniques. However, Chu Yang still had no clue about the next fourteen sword techniques.
After all, the 14th sword was different from the previous 13 swords. This had completely surpassed the scope of the 13 deadly swords. It was not something that could be created by human power. Everything depended on Chu Yang's own luck to comprehend it.
On this day, Chu Yang arrived at the source of the Han River in the Qinling Mountains, Hanzhong City.
Standing outside the city, Chu Yang raised his head and looked at the city wall that was more than ten meters tall. He couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
To be honest, this was the first time he had seen Hanzhong City in more than two months. However, he still could not believe that the city walls of Hanzhong City were more than ten meters tall.
"Didn't they say that the ancient city walls were only about 12 meters tall? This was a scale that only those capital cities could have. How could the walls of Hanzhong be so high?”Chu Yang looked at the tall city wall and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
However, Chu Yang suddenly understood what was going on.
One had to know that he was not in a historical dynasty, but in the martial arts world.
With the martial arts experts in this world, ordinary city walls really could not stop them.
After all, the martial arts world was filled with experts, and there were also countless lightness skill experts. If the city walls were not built higher, they would not be able to stop those martial arts practitioners.
Chu Yang finally understood why Hanzhong City had a wall that was more than ten meters tall.
Hanzhong was built on the mountains, with the Qinling Mountains in the north and the shallow foothills of the Bashan Mountains in the south. It was also the source of the Han River, the largest tributary of the Yangtze River. No matter which dynasty it was, it was definitely a battleground for military strategists. It was only natural that the city walls were built so high.
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