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

This scene made the surrounding Jin soldiers all dumbfounded. They looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what was going on and whether they should rescue him or not.

While everyone was hesitating, Duan Tianyang had quietly completed the absorption of He Duan's internal energy. The silver thread surrounding the two of them also shrank and finally condensed into a long sword.

At this moment, He Duan's armor was completely gone, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of disbelief and fear, he looked at Duan Tianyang weakly, his voice trembling: "You..."

"Go to hell!" Before he finished speaking, Duan Tianyang suddenly jumped up and swung his long sword. A cold light cut through the sky, and a shocking blood mark instantly appeared on He Duan's neck.

In a moment, the head was separated from the body, and a stream of blood spurted into the sky from the headless body.

The Jin army around were all horrified when they saw this, and screams of surprise rang out one after another. They roared and rushed towards Duan Tianyang.

Duan Tianyang held a long sword in his hand and slashed in the air, unleashing a storm of sharp blades. The wind blades were like a violent storm, raging around him. The Jin soldiers fell down in groups and no one could stop him.

Just when Duan Tianyang was about to take this opportunity to break out, something unexpected happened behind the Jin army, and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

A team of local troops rushed out from the depths of the dense forest. They were the 400 Dongguan troops who had evacuated earlier. They were like tigers out of a cage, madly hacking and killing the Jin army in front of them.

The Jin army camp fell into chaos because of this sudden change. Duan Tianyang took the opportunity to kill indiscriminately, cutting a bloody path through the army and finally joining up with the Dongguan army.

He looked at Lao Cao, who was in the front and covered in blood, with a sharp gaze, and asked sternly: "Didn't I tell you to go first? Why are you running back?"

Lao Cao was still panting, but every word he spoke was sonorous: "Your Excellency has taken the risk alone, how can we live in disgrace? We swear to live and die with you, and advance and retreat together!" After saying that, he thrust his spear out again and stabbed a Jin soldier to death.

Duan Tianyang's eyes were deep as he scanned his comrades and the surging enemy troops one by one. He swung the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Okay! Let's fight side by side today. Killing one will not cost you anything, and killing two will definitely earn you money! Kill!"

"Kill!" The Dongguan army roared in unison. They followed Duan Tianyang's steps and resolutely rushed towards the enemy army that was several times larger than their own.

They fought and advanced at the same time, and after countless rounds, they finally broke through the encirclement and escaped into the dense woods.

However, there were originally 400 Dongguan soldiers, but now there are less than 50 left, and everyone is injured and has difficulty moving.

Duan Tianyang and his group galloped through the deep woods, with the Jin army chasing closely behind them.

At first, Duan Tianyang and his group could still hold on, but as their strength gradually depleted, even someone as tough as him felt unprecedented fatigue.

He was already seriously injured, and during the fierce battle in Donggu Town, he was ambushed by Huang Lei, with a spear piercing his abdomen and blood dripping from his ribs.

At this moment, as his pace quickened, blood gushed out and the feeling of dizziness became more and more intense.

Seeing the Jin army closing in step by step, Duan Tianyang resolutely stopped, leaned against a big tree, took a breath, and stared at the approaching enemy with a sharp gaze.

When the Jin army was close at hand, he shouted angrily: "Come over if you are not afraid of death!"

After he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand flashed with more than a dozen silver lights, which turned into silver threads and accurately wrapped around the necks of several Jin soldiers.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Duan Tianyang stood still, and those Jin soldiers who were bound by silver threads were as if they were under a spell, with sweat rolling down their cheeks, and they dared not move at all.

This was the scene that the Jin army that arrived later saw. They saw their own soldiers standing stiffly on the spot, showing no signs of resistance and no intention of escaping. It was an extremely strange scene.

Duan Tianyang took a deep breath and suddenly pulled the long sword. With a series of dull sounds, the silver wire cut the throat of the Jin soldier like a sharp blade, and blood gushed out...

The Jin soldiers trembled and finally fell in front of Duan Tianyang.

"Kill!" Accompanied by a deafening roar, dozens of Dongguan soldiers seized the moment when the Jin army was stunned and counterattacked the enemy.

This unstoppable momentum actually forced the first batch of pursuing Jin troops to retreat, leaving behind a mess and fleeing figures.

Lao Cao looked at the fleeing enemy and said to Duan Tianyang beside him with a smile: "Sir, the Jin army is nothing more than that..."

Before he could finish his words, a series of deafening explosions suddenly sounded from the rear. Immediately afterwards, Lao Cao's helmet was ruthlessly pierced, and blood spurted out from his temple like a fountain. The smile on his face froze instantly, and his body fell to the ground with a bang. Seven or eight Dongguan soldiers around him also fell in a pool of blood, their bodies covered with shocking bullet holes.

"Open fire! Don't let any enemy escape! Especially Duan Tianyang, he must be captured!" With deafening shouts, a group of Jin soldiers armed with muskets came like a tide. They pressed forward step by step, pulling the triggers frequently, and steel bullets shot at Duan Tianyang and his group like a rainstorm.

"Hide quickly!" Duan Tianyang's eyes turned red, and he flashed and hid behind a tree.

Steel balls bombarded the tree trunks, shook them, sawdust flew everywhere, and crackling sounds were heard everywhere.

The Dongguan Army also knew that the musket was powerful, but their dodging speed was far slower than Duan Tianyang's. In a blink of an eye, they suffered heavy casualties, and the number of more than 40 people was reduced to more than 20.

Duan Tianyang saw the bodies of his comrades lying on the ground, his eyes reddened. He endured the pain and dizziness, jumped onto a tree trunk, shuttled through the forest, and after a few jumps he was above the Jin army.

The Jin army was shocked when they saw this, and they raised their guns and shot at Duan Tianyang on the treetops like rain.

In an instant, the Jin army camp was filled with smoke and artillery fire.

Duan Tianyang leaned back and fell from the tree trunk. Before his feet touched the ground, the long sword in his hand had already come out. With a flash of cold light, three Jin soldiers fell to the ground.

"Ah!" A Jin soldier nearby was terrified. He hastily picked up his musket, pointed the black muzzle at Duan Tianyang's head, and pulled the trigger directly.

Duan Tianyang reacted quickly. He raised his hand, grasped the gun barrel accurately, and pulled it hard.

In an instant, there was a loud "bang" and the steel bullet gushed out, but it failed to touch Duan Tianyang at all. Instead, it hit the forehead of a Jin soldier behind him. Blood splattered everywhere and the man died on the spot without even a scream.

Duan Tianyang thrust the long sword in his hand suddenly upwards, the sharp blade accurately piercing through the Jin soldier's jaw and protruding out from the top of his head.

Just as he was engaged in close combat with the Jin army's firearms team, the twenty or so hidden Dongguan soldiers rushed out fearlessly.

Witnessing this scene, Duan Tianyang couldn't help but yelled: "Run! It's dangerous!"

However, no one in the Dongguan Army retreated. They shouted and rushed to the battlefield without hesitation. Even under the intensive fire from the firearms team, they did not waver in the slightest.

With a burst of blood mist and wailing everywhere, this tragic charge instantly turned into a massacre. In the end, none of the more than 20 Dongguan soldiers survived and all fell in a pool of blood.

Duan Tianyang witnessed all this, his heart was broken and his eyes were red. The long sword in his hand turned into a flame of revenge, and every blow was accompanied by the enemy's wailing and fall.

Although he could fight ten or even a hundred people at once, his individual strength seemed so insignificant in this vast sea of ​​enemies.

The Jin army's firearms team gradually retreated, and was replaced by a tight defense line of spears, lances and heavy shield soldiers, surrounding Duan Tianyang.

The firearms team outside was still firing cold guns from time to time, and he had no armor to protect his body at the moment, so he had to use all his strength to dodge every time.

In the endless fighting, the number of enemy troops not only did not decrease, but increased.

Duan Tianyang knew very well that if he continued to fight, he would be in a desperate situation again.

So, after swinging his sword a few times, he rushed out of the crowd and dashed towards the depths of the woods with all his might...