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

Hundreds or even thousands of sharp wind blades, like raging waves in the sky, raged in the air, sweeping forward with destructive force, blowing the dust on the ground into the air, covering the sky and the sun.

This is exactly the high-level wind skill that Duan Tianyang used - Extreme Blade Fury.

With the release of this move, dozens of Jin soldiers in front of the City Lord's Mansion were easily blown down by the strong wind like scarecrows. The remaining force of the wind blade continued to wreak havoc in the front yard of the mansion. In the courtyard, there was wailing everywhere. Armor fragments, flesh and bright red blood were intertwined and splattered everywhere, which was shocking.

After the extreme blade's rage, all the noise seemed to be swallowed up by the sudden storm, and only the heavy breathing of the crowd echoed in the air, which seemed particularly clear.

After a moment's silence, the warriors behind Duan Tianyang burst into an earth-shaking roar. Holding long swords shining with cold light, they rushed into the City Lord's Mansion like a flood that broke through the dam.

In the hall, a middle-aged general dressed in Jin Dynasty official uniform stood with a sword in his hand, surrounded by densely packed Jin soldiers.

Faced with the attack of the Hongxing Army, the Jin Army soldiers let out a deafening roar and rushed forward waving their weapons.

In an instant, the hall was filled with the flashing of swords and the clanging of weapons, as well as the screams and wails of soldiers, forming a tragic war song.

Duan Tianyang led the way, shuttling between the front courtyards, and every time he swung his sword, the Jin army fell.

When he stepped into the hall, his body was covered with the blood of his enemies. The blood slowly dripped along his armor, leaving shocking bloodstains wherever he passed.

The originally pure white armor had now been dyed dark red by blood, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

"You Han traitor, prepare to die!" The middle-aged general roared and thrust his sword towards Duan Tianyang.

Duan Tianyang responded calmly and swung the black knife in his hand. With a crisp clang, the middle-aged general's sword broke.

The former's black sword had just used the Extreme Blade Fury and was already overwhelmed and broke into pieces.

Like ordinary weapons, black weapons cannot escape the fate of being worn out on the battlefield. The huge amount of wear and tear makes titanium a treasure among strategic resources.

Duan Tianyang stared at the remaining hilt in his hand, threw it away, strode towards the middle-aged man, and pierced the air with a cold voice: "If you don't want to die, hold your head and squat!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, said nothing, and used the broken sword, with only half of the blade left, to chop at Duan Tianyang with all his might.

However, this sword was not a mysterious weapon and had no killing power to Duan Tianyang, so he didn't even try to dodge.

The broken sword chopped on Duan Tianyang's armor without leaving even a scratch.

He swung his arm lightly and hit the opponent's sword-holding wrist accurately. The broken sword fell out of his hand. Then he kicked out, and the middle-aged man flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, smashing the tables and chairs, and fell to the ground in a mess, with blood gushing from his mouth.

The middle-aged man struggled to get up, but Duan Tianyang stepped on his chest and said jokingly, "I told you to squat with your head in your hands!"

"You Han thieves, how dare you attack my Jinling Town at night? When my Jin army returns, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings!" Although the middle-aged man was under control, his momentum did not diminish in the slightest. He glared at Duan Tianyang and cursed him.

Duan Tianyang raised his lips with a cold smile: "Ha, you are quite tough. Tell me where the granary is in the city, and I can spare your life."

The middle-aged man's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he was unwavering: "Don't even think about it, I would rather die than surrender!"

Duan Tianyang smiled even more when he heard that. He waved his right hand lightly, and a silver metal long sword slowly extended from the armor on his palm to the middle-aged man's neck.

The long knife was placed on the middle-aged man's neck, the sharp blade cut through the skin, and blood slowly oozed out.

He spoke more seriously, emphasizing each word: "I'll ask you again, where is the granary?"

The middle-aged man remained calm, his voice full of unyielding determination: "Kill me, I won't reveal a single word!"

Duan Tianyang stared at the middle-aged man and was about to kill him with a knife. At this moment, Lu Jingyuan and Hua Duoer hurried into the hall. Lu Jingyuan's voice was a little anxious: "Brother Tian, ​​we found the granary!"

Duan Tianyang's eyes lit up when he heard this. He slowly retracted his long knife, glanced sharply at the middle-aged man, and then turned to Lu Jingyuan: "Where is the granary?"

Lu Jingyuan approached Duan Tianyang, lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Tian, ​​the granary is near the City Lord's Mansion, but the grain stored in it is far from enough to support the consumption of the two legions." His face was serious, and he continued, "The grain stored in the granary is only a few thousand stones..."

Duan Tianyang frowned when he heard this, and thought secretly in his heart.

The food and fodder that the Jin army stored in Jinling Town was obviously not stored in the granary as expected...

He turned around suddenly, grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, lifted him up high, and asked sternly: "Tell me! Where did you hide all the food?"

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter full of pride and provocation: "Although you can guess that the grain is in Jinling Town, you will never guess where the millions of stones of grain are hidden. Jinling Town covers a vast area, you can take your time to look for it, haha..."

Duan Tianyang clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms. He knew very well that time was running out for him. If he couldn't find food and grass as soon as possible, the situation would be difficult to control once the main force of the Jin army came to support him.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes, and his gaze was like a knife, shooting at the middle-aged man who was laughing wildly.

Just as he was thinking about how to interrogate them, several members of the Hidden Martial Hall escorted a group of old men, women, boys and girls into the hall.

These old people, women and children were terrified and trembling.

A member of the Hidden Martial Hall reported: "Sir, these people were found in the City Lord's Mansion. They are all family members of the enemy generals."

Duan Tianyang looked at those helpless women and children with mixed feelings.

He licked his dry lips, finally pointed at them, and said coldly to the middle-aged man: "If you don't want your family to die with you, tell me the whereabouts of the food!"

If the situation had not forced him, he would not have been willing to force the elderly, women and children.

The middle-aged man felt extremely painful when looking at his family members with tears in their eyes.

His eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Duan Tianyang was furious when he saw this. He shouted, "Don't you even care about the life and death of your family?!"

As Duan Tianyang finished his words, Lu Jingyuan strode towards a middle-aged woman, suddenly grabbed her hair, and dragged her out of the crowd mercilessly.

Then, he coldly forced the woman to her knees, and the sharp sword instantly crossed her fragile neck.

The woman's face was ashen, and her body was shaking, but she did not utter a word of begging for mercy. She just looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with resentment and called out tremblingly: "Master..."

The middle-aged man heard this, his eyes widened with anger, and he tightly grasped Duan Tianyang's arm, saying in a heavy voice: "My Wang family has been loyal for generations, and there has never been a traitor. If you want to kill someone, just kill me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jingyuan covered the woman's eyes with one hand and swung his other hand across. With a flash of cold light, the woman's throat was split open, and blood spurted out like a fountain, not only staining Duan Tianyang's clothes red, but also the middle-aged man's clothes...

Lu Jingyuan is not Duan Tianyang, nor is he a modern person. He does not have as many moral responsibilities as Duan Tianyang. If he does not force them to reveal the whereabouts of the food and grass, then they are likely to die...

The two young men and women witnessed their mother's tragic death, cried out in grief, and threw themselves towards the lifeless body, grief-stricken...