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

At the same time, not far from the village, Yan Zheng stood in mid-air, looking at the battle situation ahead.

After a few breaths, Shen Zhi's voice suddenly exploded like a bolt of thunder.

"People from harm!"

The sound echoed in the night for a long time.

Then countless torches suddenly rose up, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

In front of the village.

Everyone left the hall and went up to the village gate to take a closer look.

I saw a figure in black tights standing under the moonlight, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

Facing the encirclement of a group of bandits, Shen Zhi held a long knife with an expressionless face, without any fear.

Mo Han stood at the gate of the village, with a lot of doubts in his little head.

He couldn't understand why a boy who looked only about fourteen or fifteen years old and still wet behind the ears would dare to break into the bandit's lair alone.

Looking at the bandits popping up from all around like moles coming out of their holes, a quick glance showed there were at least forty or fifty of them.

After more than a month of hard practice, Shen Zhi's realm has made considerable progress.

But facing so many people, his palms couldn't help but sweat.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention that these people are ruthless bandits.

Once you are surrounded by them, you will not be able to escape before your true energy is exhausted, and your head and body will be separated.

Shen Zhi held his sword in front of him, took a deep breath and shouted angrily.

"You bunch of dogs in human form, have you retracted your balls? If you don't dare to fight me, then kneel down and surrender!"

"What are you looking at? I'm talking about you, the filthy one with those bean-eyed eyes!"

Shen Zhi swung his long sword and pointed it at Mo Han.

Mo Han hated being commented on by others about his appearance the most in his life. Being insulted by Shen Zhi at this moment, he was immediately furious.

Just when he was about to jump off the gate of the village to skin the ignorant boy alive, he was stopped by the feminine man behind him.

"Brother, be careful."

After these words were spoken, Mo Han suppressed his anger and calmed down.

Behind Shen Zhi, there was a rustling sound in the forest in the distance, and there was a faint black shadow swaying back and forth.

"Old Five, go down and check on this kid."

Mo Han glanced around and pointed at one person.

"Brother, I..."

Lao Wu also saw the movement behind Shen Zhi, but he was timid and didn't dare to step forward.

Seeing this, Mo Han slapped him on the head and cursed angrily.

"Useless thing, this guy is only at the Body Tempering Stage. He is not afraid of me when I am here to help him. Are you also a useless person without any balls?"

Before he had time to chew on the meaning of these words, he walked out of the village gate.

Shen Zhi looked at the person who came, hooked his finger, and looked provocative.

Lao Wu waved the meteor hammer and ran straight towards Shen Zhi.

Swish-!

With just one knife, his head and body were separated.

There was no sound for a while.

Everyone at the village gate could see it clearly.

With just a light slash of his sword, Shen Zhi deflected the incoming meteor hammer.

The long knife in his hand was like a silver dragon, drawing a graceful arc in the air and cutting off the big head.

At this moment, Mo Han only felt a chill on his neck, and felt that the knife would fall on his neck at any time.

Although he was confident that he was the strongest fighter in the village, he knew he couldn't defeat Lao Wu so easily.

"Second brother, third brother, come on together, this kid has something, but it's definitely not much!"

Mo Han turned around and said to the two of them.

The feminine man and the third oldest man with shifty eyes looked at each other, and finally the former spoke first.

"Alright, big brother, remember, once I give the signal, the three of us will rush over and chop him into pulp!"

After saying this, he called twenty or thirty people and went out of the village together.

As soon as the minions walked out of the door, they scattered in all directions, forming a big circle and trapping Shen Zhi in the center.

They hid in the darkness and shouted, trying to distract attention.

The feminine man grinned and touched his waist, and a soft sword appeared in his hand.

The third brother took out two daggers from his back, flew them up and down, and circled behind Shen Zhi step by step.

Swish!

The soft sword trembled, making an indescribable sound, and twisted like a poisonous snake as it stabbed towards Shen Zhi.

At the same time, two daggers silently headed straight for Shen's back.

Shen Zhi retreated quickly, turned around and stopped suddenly, then stepped on his toes, splashing gravel and sand towards the owner of the dagger.

The third brother, who was caught off guard and blinded, pulled back.

At the same time, the soft sword came one after another, and the sword body flashed with cold light and went straight to the heart.

Shen Zhi dodged sideways and swung his long sword across.

Not only was the feminine man's sword as soft as a snake, his body was also as soft as a snake, and he easily dodged the attack of the long sword.

The soft sword attacked again, heading straight for his armpit, and Shen Zhi raised his knife to block it.

However, he never expected that the soft sword would make a circle along the blade, and the tip of the sword would go from the right armpit to the left side, piercing a bloody hole in the heart.

The feminine man showed joy after succeeding, and his offensive increased instead of decreasing.

The movement of the soft sword is as erratic as drizzle in the wind, and combined with the ghostly footwork, the sword technique makes it even more illusory than a ghost.

And it was by virtue of this unstoppable swordsmanship that he became the second most powerful person in the village.

In just half an incense stick of time, several bloody holes appeared all over Shen Zhi's body.

In addition, the dagger in the dark might appear at any time. Under the pressure of the two, Shen Zhi was already covered in wounds and breathing heavily.

Mo Han couldn't help but clap and laugh when he saw this.

"Old Second's swordsmanship is truly unpredictable. I want to see how long this little bastard can last."

The feminine man shook the soft sword gently and said with regret.

"Boy, you are only at the physical training stage, but you can take so many of my moves. You are quite capable. What a pity..."

Before he could finish his words, the feminine man suddenly moved, and the soft sword in his hand gathered power and struck directly at his forehead.

Shen Zhi remained silent, swinging the long sword in his hand vigorously.

The feminine man sneered in his heart.

In his eyes, Shen Zhi had already been regarded as a dying man, and all he did was just a trapped beast fighting hard.

I originally wanted to fight three against one, but it seems that I was worrying too much.

When the time was right, the soft sword coiled around like a python and bit tightly.

"die!"

The feminine man growled and was about to exert his strength, but the next second his mind became a little confused.

Shen Zhi loosened his grip on the knife, with a grim smile on his face, and suddenly approached him.

The two men were only a foot apart, and Shen Zhi could even clearly see the pores on the feminine man's face.

Shen Zhi knew very well that he had no chance of winning against this soft sword. If he wanted to survive, he could only fight in close combat, so he boldly gave up his knife in exchange for a chance to get close.

The feminine man was almost scared to death, and he tapped his feet repeatedly, trying to escape from Shen Zhi.

But he found that no matter how he retreated, he could not escape. Shen Zhi was like a leech attached to his bones, sticking closely to him and not leaving his side.

"Big Brother!!"

The feminine man couldn't help but scream.

"Little bastard!"

The guy who was originally easily captured suddenly reversed the situation in an instant.

Mo Han roared, jumped down from the village gate, shaking the gravel on the ground, and came over with big strides.

The feminine man showed a look of joy, but Shen Zhi sneered.

"too late!"

boom!

The fist as big as a sandbag landed on the feminine man's chest.

Suddenly, he flew backwards like a sandbag, spitting out blood mixed with pieces of internal organs. He twitched a few times and died.

Shen Zhi stared at Mo Han who was coming at him aggressively, but his left hand suddenly reached back.

In the darkness, the frightened face of the thin man quietly emerged, and the dagger that stabbed towards Shen Zhi's waist and abdomen was firmly grasped by a hand.

Shen Zhi turned his head, showing his white teeth and smiled.

Before he could utter a word, the thin man collapsed to the ground like mud, completely lifeless.

Mo Han's eyes suddenly turned red with anger, and the nine-ring knife in his hand brought up gusts of strong wind, aiming straight at Shen Zhi's head.

"Come on, guys! Chop this little bastard into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"

Suddenly the village gate opened wide and the bandits rushed out aggressively.