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

Duan Tianyang looked around again and found nothing unusual. He carefully wrapped the cloth strip around Ling Ziyan's ankle and tied a secure knot.

After getting up, his eyes were full of concern: "How do you feel now?"

Ling Ziyan blinked, feeling the coolness coming from her ankles, and the pain was miraculously relieved a lot.

Although she felt comfortable, she still deliberately frowned and slightly opened her red lips: "It still hurts!" After saying that, she naturally stretched out her hands.

Duan Tianyang was stunned at first when he saw this, then his cheeks turned slightly red. He bent down silently and gently picked up Ling Ziyan by the waist.

He held her body steadily with one hand, and carefully picked up her scattered shoes and socks with the other hand, and walked down the mountain.

The mountain breeze was blowing gently, the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating, and the two of them walked slowly on the mountain path.

Duan Tianyang hugged Ling Ziyan, looked down and saw her staring at him blankly.

Duan Tianyang looked away awkwardly, and asked hesitantly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Who looked at you!" Ling Ziyan defended with a blushing face.

After seeing Duan Tianyang's true face, she finally understood why Rumeng didn't let him wash his face...

Because Duan Tianyang is indeed a handsome man as her father guessed. If he washes his face, who knows how many bees and butterflies he will attract...

Every time she thought about how she was disgusted by him because she misunderstood his ugliness, she felt very regretful.

If I had known he was so handsome, we might have gotten married when we were in Huanyue City.

Just as Ling Ziyan was lost in thought, dust rose in the distance and a horse team came galloping like a storm. There were about twenty riders, the sound of horses' hooves roared and whips cracked.

Duan Tianyang's eyes instantly became sharp, locking onto the rapidly approaching team.

Ling Ziyan also turned around upon hearing the voice, with doubt in her eyes: "Is someone here to pick me up?"

I don't think so! Duan Tianyang looked solemn, because those knights were all in plain clothes, and it was obvious that they were not the Divine Realm National Army.

But in a moment, the cavalry was in sight. They tacitly divided into two rows and surrounded Duan Tianyang and Ling Ziyan.

The warhorse stopped, and a knight pointed his sword at Duan Tianyang, saying in a cold voice: "Duan Tianyang, my general has ordered that you can leave on your own, but she must stay!"

"Who is your general?" Duan Tianyang frowned, his face full of confusion.

“You don’t need to know our identities, just obey and do as we are told, otherwise…” The knight’s words revealed an unquestionable threat.

Duan Tianyang sneered and interrupted the other party: "What else?" As he spoke, he gently placed Ling Ziyan on the ground, and a long sword with a cold glow appeared in his hand.

"Otherwise you're seeking death!" These words did not come from the knight's mouth, but came from behind him.

I saw a big man suddenly squeezed the horse's belly, and the warhorse under him galloped forward wildly. The black spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and went straight to Duan Tianyang's back.

The latter was not in a hurry and did not even turn his head. When the big man was close to him and the tip of the spear was about to penetrate his clothes, he suddenly turned around and raised the long sword in his hand from bottom to top, aiming at the spear at an incredible angle.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of metal breaking was heard, and the front half of the black spear broke off, but Duan Tianyang's long sword continued to move forward and slashed across the horse's neck.

Duan Tianyang cut off the horse's head with a knife, blood gushed out, the headless horse fell to the ground, and the big man rolled down with it.

The big man fell off his horse and rolled towards Duan Tianyang's feet. Just as he was about to pass by, Duan Tianyang was quick-witted and stabbed the ground with his long sword. Swish! The long sword went straight through his back and nailed him firmly to the ground.

Duan Tianyang drew his sword and swung it, blood splashing everywhere, and said coldly to the people around him: "I don't care who you are, if you want to die, just come and try!"

Just as he finished speaking, another knight jumped off his horse and ran straight towards Duan Tianyang, holding a big iron hammer with spikes in his hand. As if it was equipped with a spring, he came to him in a few steps and started smashing him down with the hammer.

Duan Tianyang did not dodge or evade. He held the knife with both hands and raised it up with all his strength to resist.

"Dang!" The loud noise shook the sky, like a bolt from the blue, and the air waves spread in all directions, even Ling Ziyan who was sitting on the ground was affected, and her body was pushed far away by the air waves.

Looking at Duan Tianyang again, his legs were deeply embedded in the soil, which showed how powerful the opponent's hammer was.

This guy has so much strength! Duan Tianyang shouted angrily, swung his sword with all his strength, deflected the giant hammer, and then jumped into the air, the long sword turned into a Guandao, and stabbed the opponent's chest while falling.

In mid-air, he fell rapidly, and the Guandao in his hand was as fast as lightning, pointing directly at the enemy's heart.

The big man reacted quickly and swung his giant hammer to block. As the metal collided, Duan Tianyang's attack was deflected.

The moment Duan Tianyang landed, he stabbed the opponent's throat with a sharp knife.

The big man was shocked and secretly exclaimed "How fast!" He retreated involuntarily, trying to create some distance.

Duan Tianyang followed like a shadow, and when he swung his Guandao, a line of cold light flashed across the big man's forehead, and sparks flew off his armor.

The big man hadn't even stood firm when Duan Tianyang's second attack arrived. The blade accurately pierced through his breastplate, deeply penetrated his chest, and then came out through his back. Half of the blade flashed coldly on his vest.

"Ah--" the big man screamed at the top of his lungs, threw away the huge hammer in his hand, and grasped the handle of the Guandao tightly with both hands. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his face was full of disbelief.

At this time, another horse came up behind him, and the man on the horse was holding a black knife in his hand, raising it high, and rushed straight towards Duan Tianyang.

Duan Tianyang stomped his foot on the ground, exerted force suddenly, and pushed the man holding the knife straight forward.

Just as he was about to collide with the man on horseback, he roared and leaped into the air with his sword in hand. You have to know that there was a big man weighing more than 100 pounds hanging on the Guandao in his hand, but he acted as if it were nothing.

He jumped into the air and thrust his Guandao downwards. With another muffled sound, the second big man was also stabbed off his horse.

Now the two big guys are hanging on the Guandao and swinging around together, like a string of gourds.

Duan Tianyang swung his arm and the two corpses flew out like garbage.

A large man on horseback was unable to dodge and was hit by the flying corpse, causing him and his horse to fall head over heels.

At this critical moment, a big man quietly came up from behind Ling Ziyan, seized the opportunity, and grabbed the back of her collar.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a strong wind blowing from behind, accompanied by a burst of hot air, blowing directly on his neck.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he immediately retracted his hand. Before he could turn his head to look, he was hit on the temple with a punch.

The punch was so powerful that it sent him flying sideways. He died in mid-air and fell to the ground, leaving a twitching corpse.