Chapter 114: Strangling the Bandits
A cloud of sand rose up from a small plot of land in the woods.

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw a boy who was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old staggering towards him. After seeing him, his expression changed again, as if he wanted to turn around.

But in the end he still fell to the ground.

However, before the dust raised by his landing had settled, the grass and trees in the forest rustled and a figure walked quickly towards them.

"Hey, you little brat, you're really good at running? I think you can still run farther, huh?"

Hu Ping stepped out of the woods first, and before he could finish his words, he saw Qi Yuan falling to the ground, and Zhou Yan looking at him.

"Is there anyone else in this damn place?"

Hu Ping's expression became serious and he said alertly.

Tian Cang and Yan Chuang followed closely behind him. Seeing this, they stopped and looked Zhou Yan up and down.

Qi Yuan is nothing, they can kill even a hundred of them.

But if this person is an expert.
"Oh no, I have implicated this person!"

Qi Yuan fell to the ground, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

He fled all the way and took a remote route in order not to implicate other people. He didn't expect that he would still die by doing so.

Qi Yuan didn't think that the man in front of him could escape from these three bandits.

He had seen what these three people did.

He is truly a butcher who kills people like killing chickens and dogs, with no humanity at all.

How to resist this man?
"Meeting Bandits in the Mountains"

Zhou Yan glanced around, feeling the ups and downs of their thoughts and emotions, and understood.

The cause and effect are already clear.

I can only sigh in my heart, realizing that any so-called "prosperous and peaceful era" is always filled with filth and stench.

You can see it everywhere.

"Mo Xie Dao is doing business, you Taoist priest, leave immediately!"

Yan Chuang was a little afraid, so he brought up the name of the copycat just in case.

Among the nine mountains and twelve roads nearby, Moye Road is also a relatively famous mountain stronghold with a good reputation.

While giving the warning, his right hand had already reached to his waist and grasped the hilt of the knife.

Hu Ping and Tian Cang were also on guard, but they didn't even look at Qi Yuan. Instead, they stared at Zhou Yan's every move.

Mountains and woodlands.

Who would have nothing better to do than practice martial arts here?
I’m afraid this young man in black is not a simple person.

"Moye, this is really interesting."

Zhou Yan had a calm expression, not caring about the changing expressions of the others. He just muttered to himself, his sighs echoing in the woods:

"Bandits, thieves, and some shameful things, how dare you call yourself 'Moye'?"

"Your presence is inevitably a bit annoying."

There are 360 ​​professions in the world.

The most despicable ones are the thieves, bandits and robbers.

This kind of "people" often make a living by robbing others, they like to kill, and they enjoy sex and play just for fun. They become bandits and live in the mountains and forests. Wherever they pass, there is a mess, just like livestock.

"What? How dare you insult my Moxie Dao?"

Yan Chuang was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned cold, he drew his sword and pointed it at Zhou Yan:
"We were planning to let you go, but we didn't expect you to be so reckless!"

Zhengzhengzheng!
After Yan Chuang finished speaking, Hu Ping and Tian Cang also drew their swords.

The bright knife light flashed instantly. The three men were extremely angry. They ignored Qi Yuan who was cowering on the ground and looked at Zhou Yan with murderous intent on their faces.

The most taboo thing for those who become bandits is to be called a bandit.

Most people understand why.

Therefore, even if different strongholds are communicating with each other, or if there are people in the martial arts world who don’t want to make enemies, they still have to call each other green forest heroes!
Who is this person?

Dare you touch their weak spot like this? Expose their shortcomings?

"Let me go"

Zhou Yan sighed softly, his shoulder bones retracted slightly, and the energy and blood that had just calmed down after practicing martial arts began to surge again.

He has also killed people.

Not to mention tens of millions, there are at least hundreds or thousands.

But this also depends on the reason, whether it is for profit or out of necessity.

Or is he like the person in front of him, killing ordinary people for fun?

Huhu~
As the sound rose and fell, Zhou Yan's eyes drooped slightly.

The murderous intent surged out, and along with the quietly blowing cold wind, it blew into the hearts of Yan Chuang and the other two.

"This person is not simple, be careful!"

Yan Chuang felt the murderous intent all around him that seemed to have turned into substance. There was no concealment at all, and the murderous aura that wanted to cut them into pieces, he couldn't help but be horrified.

Such murderous intent, such martial arts will.

Even if it is the Grandmaster level, a Grandmaster who has trained his bones and marrow is probably no more than this, right?

Subconsciously, they ignored the option of escape, but inexplicably felt that if they made any unusual movements, they would be struck by lightning immediately.

As a last resort, Yan Chuang had to warn his two brothers and then tightly grip the handle of the knife.

rustle~
A light breeze stirred the gravel.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Almost at the same time, Yan Chuang and others attacked together.

Yan Chuang and the other two each gathered their energy and blood, stretched their tendons like strong bows, and condensed the strength in their bodies between breaths. Then, like an arrow leaving the bow, it circulated with tremendous force between their arms and palms.

Step forward and take a deep breath.

Twist your hips and use your strength.

Then, when all the strength was instantly gathered in his arms and even in his palms, he swung the sword out along with the surging force!

Chi Chi Chi!
As soon as the sound of footsteps was heard, three bright sword lights appeared.

From the three directions in front of Zhou Yan, they turned around and crossed a distance of five or six feet, and slashed with their swords respectively, blocking Zhou Yan's possible movements.

In the blink of an eye, flashes of sword lights appeared in the vast woods!
"The swordsmanship of these bandits is much stronger than those ruffians, and their martial arts skills are also higher. They are really different after seeing blood, although their foundation is just like that."

"And their methods seem to be somewhat similar. It seems that the entire village has practiced a set of martial arts together, and has also developed a vague ability to cooperate."

Zhou Yan had an indifferent expression. Facing the swords and weapons, his mind remained calm.

Instead, with the fluctuations in his eyes, he was able to clearly understand the fragments of thoughts, remnants of memory, and martial arts methods of Yan Chuang and the other two.

A duel, a fight, or a battle of wits.

Apart from the competition of strength and avenue, it is the level of information that determines success or failure.

Before Zhou Yan made a move, he had already figured out the martial arts styles, habitual moves, and even combat experience of Yan Chuang and the other two.

How could he fight him in this situation? "Death awaits you. You are not even qualified to seek the truth from me."

After Zhou Yan sorted out the information, he had an idea and stepped out amidst the flashing swords and shadows, but there was no earth-shaking momentum.

Just take a stroll.

Amid the stunned looks of Yan Chuang and the other two, as well as Qi Yuan on the ground, he forced his way into the cold sword light, stretched out his hands to the sides, and flicked his fingers to send the weapons flying.

The wrist then shook.

The layers of force combined together and instantly knocked down the two people who were about to attack him.

Then he put his right hand together and raised his sword finger to clamp the long knife that Yan Chuang was chopping down!

These actions seem numerous.

In reality, in just a breath, when the lights of the chips intersected, Yan Chuang and the other two had lost all their weapons!

“This, this person.”

Qi Yuan was lying on the ground, looking excited.

He didn't know martial arts, but he could see that this Taoist priest in black, who was not much older than him, was able to disarm three people's weapons so easily and gain the upper hand?
"You are quite interesting. You all call me a Taoist priest. How can I look like a person who has lived in a Taoist temple for a long time?"

Zhou Yan glanced at the three people kneeling down and said expressionlessly.

"You, what did you do?"

"Fuck, if you have the guts, just fight with real swords and guns. What kind of hero is that if you use dirty tricks!"

After their weapons were knocked away, Yan Chuang and the other two did not immediately try to retrieve the weapons, nor did they take advantage of the situation to attack Zhou Yan. Instead, they twitched on the spot in unbearable pain.

Intense pain came from every part of my limbs.

Yan Chuang and the other two were in so much pain that they didn't even want to move. Their energy and blood didn't respond at all, as if they had been shattered in an instant.

They naturally thought that Zhou Yan was behind this!

"You guys? Heroes?"

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes and shook his head gently.

In terms of martial arts level, these people are experts in muscle training, and they have been practicing for quite a while. Their blood and physique are much stronger than his.

After all, I have only been practicing for a day or two, so it is normal.

But these people are just like Sun Cheng after all, either ruffians or bandits, and they are not disciples from a true holy place for cultivation, a martial arts family, or a cultivation sect.

Moves, sensitivity to combat, and insights into cultivation.

Even the use and utilization of strength is terribly low.

Zhou Yan simply used a technique similar to acupressure to sever the tendons and veins of the three men, while also cutting off their qi and blood, crippling several of them.

"Why, you can't stand this?"

At the side, Qi Yuan had gotten up at some point. His face was pale, but his eyes were red and bloodshot. He endured the pain coming from his whole body and said sarcastically:
“The people in this town, my parents, my brothers and sisters, my uncles and aunts, and my kind grandparents.”

"It was only an hour, and everything was gone."

“It’s all gone!!!”

Qi Yuan choked up and cried, but he spoke happily:

"It is said that good is rewarded with good, and evil is punished with evil. Now you deserve to be punished!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yuan's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

“There are so many miserable people, and we can never save them all.”

Zhou Yan grabbed Qi Yuan, then put him on the ground and sighed in his heart.

With his vision, it was clear to him that the child's body had been overdrawn to the limit and was extremely poor. He was only able to hold on by relying on his willpower.

Now that the breath has dissipated, naturally I can't hold on any longer.

At that moment, his gaze returned to the three people.

"Master, you are my real father!"

Seeing this, Tian Cang suppressed his pain and immediately kowtowed, saying, "We really didn't do this voluntarily. The big boss forced us to do it. Otherwise, we would die. We really had no choice but to obey!"

He slid to his knees quickly.

He was very dedicated, but he just twisted his face and immediately started to cry and snot because of the pain in his body.

"Yes, sir, it was the leader of the village who harmed us!"

Yan Chuang and Hu Ping were a beat slower and reacted immediately, begging for mercy.

Even though they acted so tough just now, if they were really not afraid of death, why would they become bandits?
How can dignity and loyalty be more important than life?

"If that person hadn't forced us, how could we have become bandits?"

The three continued to beg for mercy.

"Ah."

Zhou Yan frowned, he just felt that human nature was interesting. How could someone lie to such an extent in such a situation?

Beasts are beasts, and bandits are bandits.

If the time was short, it could be said that he was forced, but after a few years, with martial arts at the muscle-strengthening level, how could he not be able to escape from being a bandit?

With such martial arts skills, why worry about food and clothing?
There is no other reason, he is just addicted to the feeling of wantonly killing and robbing others, he is just a beast who is not even worthy of being filthy as others.

"You, did you enjoy raping the woman?"

Zhou Yan suddenly looked at Tian Cang and said slowly: "The child's mother resisted so much just for the child's chance of survival and escape."

Then, he asked Yan Chuang, "You don't like lust, but you like killing and skinning people. How many men, women, and children have been killed by him in that town?"

"You shall not kill, rob, rape or plunder."

Zhou Yan looked at Hu Ping, who had a kind face at the back: "But, you love to eat. This time, at least five children have entered your belly, right?"

Looking at these three people, Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold.

There are mostly three types of disasters.

Natural disasters are mostly caused by changes in weather and changing energy.

Geological disasters are earthquakes, or interactions with natural disasters, such as various droughts and floods. They are the power of heaven and earth and are difficult to resist.

Finally, there are man-made disasters.

Although the disasters of heaven and earth are powerful, they will eventually come to an end.

But the harm caused by man-made disasters will never end.

Just like the officials in the court who can kill people with just one word, and just like the almost representative man-made disaster before us, that is, bandits and robbers.

The Daqian Dynasty was a time of peace and prosperity.

But it is unknown how much pus and poison there is underneath.

Seeing the three people's faces becoming increasingly paler, Zhou Yan lost interest in observing them, and then he killed them with one finger to prevent future trouble.

The green grass in the forest was covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)