I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

When Shen Zhi heard these words, he felt as if his heart was suddenly lifted up and suspended in mid-air.

He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes widened.

"Brother Yan, are we going to take action tonight?!"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Shen Zhi's voice, and every word revealed his inner nervousness and excitement.

Thinking back to what happened at Yue Mansion that day, those humiliating scenes were engraved deeply in his heart like a brand.

Shen Zhi's heart was filled with endless anger towards those who had humiliated him, and he wished he could grind those people to ashes one by one.

However, Yan Xiu shook his head.

"You have only just reached the Bone Tempering Realm, and you can't even beat the Young Master of the He Family. Are you going to die?"

Yan Xiu's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the anger that had just risen in Shen Zhi's heart.

He lowered his head, a hint of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself.

"It's all my fault that I'm not talented enough and I'm practicing too slowly."

During this period, he woke up from nightmares countless times.

In the dream, the voices of Liu Daoyuan and those dignitaries kept haunting him like a nightmare, making him feel extremely painful.

Every time he woke up, Shen Zhi felt endless fatigue and pain.

He took a deep breath and threw those chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

"Brother Yan, since you are not going to cause trouble for the He family, who are you going to kill?"

Yan Xiu didn't say much, but just asked Shen Zhi to follow closely and not fall behind.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, shuttled through the night like two ghosts.

After walking for less than half an hour, the two left Yong'an City and headed straight for the nearby deep mountains and forests.

Yan Xiu didn't stop until he had walked more than twenty miles.

They stood on the trunk of a large tree with lush branches and leaves, looking into the distance.

There stood a brightly lit stockade.

Against the backdrop of night, the village looked like a giant beast from the abyss, lying there quietly, waiting for its prey to come.

"here it is..."

Shen Zhi looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but frown.

"The village ahead is called Qinglong Village. It is a den of bandits that causes trouble in the area."

"There are a total of fifty-seven people in the whole village, including one in the Transformation Realm, three in the Bone Tempering Realm, five in the Body Tempering Realm, and the rest are ordinary bandits with no cultivation."

Having said that, Yan Xiu turned his gaze to Shen Zhi.

"I brought you here today for only one purpose, and that is to kill all the bandits in Qinglong Village, leaving no one alive."

Yan Xiu's tone was calm, but his words made Shen Zhi's face suddenly turn pale.

Kill them all?

Judging from Yan Xiu's tone, these dozens of lives were simply insignificant to him.

But Shen Zhi is only at the Bone Tempering Realm, how can he defeat so many people?

What's more, there is a bandit leader among them who has reached the state of transformation.

Shen Zhi immediately began to have the urge to back out.

However, Yan Xiu's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

"During this period of time, you were too impatient in your cultivation, and coupled with the nightmares, your cultivation was affected and not improved, but regressed."

"If you are afraid of fighting tonight, don't even think about revenge in the future."

Yan Xiu knew Shen Zhi's recent situation, so he brought him here specially.

It's not just about seeing blood, but also about giving him the opportunity to vent the resentment that has been accumulating in his heart.

Although the Qinglong Village seems to have a large number of people and their cultivation seems to be quite good.

If Shen Zhi fought with them, he would definitely not have the upper hand according to common sense.

But the gap between each warrior is not only reflected in their realm.

The strength of the skills practiced, the weapons in hand, and the understanding at the moment of life and death will all be the key to determining victory or defeat.

Shen Zhi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the uneasiness and fear in his heart.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, since Brother Yan said so, I'll do it!"

As he was about to jump up and charge towards Qinglong Village, he was suddenly stopped by Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu just grabbed at the air and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Take it."

Shen Zhi took the long sword and immediately felt a cool air coming along the handle and penetrating his heart.

The blade is slender and elegant, and the whole body presents a deep blue color, like the brightest moon in the night sky.

The blade is thick and extremely tough, flashing with a cold light.

"Good knife!"

Shen Zhi looked at the long sword in his hand, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"If you can walk out of the gate of Qinglong Village alive tonight, this knife will be given to you."

Yan Xiu said calmly.

When Shen Zhi heard this, a hint of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Xiu: "Brother Yan, are you serious?!"

Yan Xiu smiled calmly and replied, "Of course."

...

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is full of murders and arson.

There were dark shadows in the dense forest, and the chirping of insects and birds were all silent, making the forest seem even darker and more desolate.

It was already midnight, and the patrolling bandits began to yawn, hoping that the night would pass quickly.

Dark clouds covered the moon, shrouding the entire village in darkness and deathly silence.

When the moonlight gradually appeared, a figure appeared silently in front of the village gate.

The bandit on guard rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking he was seeing things.

When he saw who was coming, he was about to warn someone when a cold star pierced his throat. He fell to the ground, holding his neck and groaning.

As the bright moonlight shone, Shen Zhi appeared in front of everyone.

He held a long knife, had a cold look in his eyes, and was dressed in black, looking particularly mysterious in the moonlight.

"Enemy attack!"

"There are enemies!"

The next moment, the alarm sounded through the night sky, and countless torches illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Bandits emerged from all directions, armed with knives, guns, sticks and clubs, and surrounded Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi lightly shook the long sword in his hand, and the blade made a crisp sound, pointing at a group of bandits.

"Qinglong Village robs the people and commits many evil deeds. Today, this hero will eliminate this evil for the people!"

Shen Zhi's loud voice echoed in the night sky for a long time.

In the lobby of the stockade.

A minion ran in in a panic, fell to his knees, his voice trembling.

"There...there are enemies!"

All the bandits in the hall stood up, looking furious, and looked at the person sitting in the main seat.

The man had a pair of tiny eyes, an ugly face, and looked sloppy.

This person is the leader of Qinglong Village and the only warrior who has reached the state of transformation, Mo Han.

"But the officers and soldiers from Yong'an City are coming to kill us?" Mo Han frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Report to the village chief, that person did not announce his family background, and we do not know who he is, but only one person came."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall was in an uproar.

The gangsters looked at each other with incredible expressions on their faces.

A person?

How dare he?

Have you always been this brave?

"Are you sure there's only one person?" A feminine man with a chin so sharp it could kill a person spoke up from the side.

The lackey scratched his head and said uncertainly, "It seems that he is the only one there, and I didn't see any other ambushes."

Mo Han suddenly became furious and overturned the table in front of him with a loud bang.

"Damn it! He dared to break into the village alone. I think he must be so bold that he doesn't even take us seriously."

Without waiting for others to speak, Mo Han picked up the Nine-Ring Knife and rushed towards the village gate.