I Have a City in a Different World

The defeated soldier, whose throat was pierced by a bamboo spear, looked at Tang Zhen across from him fiercely with his dim eyes widened.

In an instant, his eyes turned into confusion, and he collapsed softly to the ground.

"court death!"

When the defeated soldiers nearby saw this, they all roared angrily and rushed over waving their swords.

There were two more defeated soldiers who directly drew their bows and arrows, trying to kill Tang Zhen from a distance.

"Uh-huh!"

With a slight friction sound, the long bamboo sword was unsheathed and stabbed directly at the defeated soldiers on the opposite side.

It was obviously a piece of bamboo, but it was as sharp as gold and iron, easily piercing the leather armor of the defeated soldiers.

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The defeated soldier's eyes were full of shock and despair. He didn't expect his life to end like this.

In the next moment, the blood-stained bamboo sword was withdrawn from the chest, and the fierce defeated soldiers collapsed to the ground.

This is just the beginning.

In the shocked and angry eyes of the defeated soldiers, Tang Zhen was as fast as the wind, and kept shuttling around them with extremely agile footwork.

The bamboo sword in his hand is like a smart poisonous snake, specializing in fatal wounds such as the chest and throat.

Although the defeated soldiers were fierce and cunning, and had killed countless people, the young man they faced was controlled by a powerful God King.

His melee combat ability is comparable to that of Tian Yuan, and his smooth killing is actually full of bloody artistry.

Along with a burst of screams, the defeated soldiers continued to fall to the ground, turning into cold corpses.

Throwing away the bamboo sword in his hand, Tang Zhen took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

Walking to a struggling soldier, Tang Zhen tipped his toes lightly, and a rusty horizontal knife fell into his hand.

The next moment, the blade was pressed against the defeated soldier's throat.

"Are there any survivors left in the village at the foot of the mountain?"

Hearing Tang Zhen's question, the soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then burst out into wild laughter.

"Hahaha, there's not a single one, they're all killed!"

Blood foam kept spurting out from the defeated soldier's mouth, but he seemed unaware and just stared at Tang Zhen fiercely.

"Boy, your family is also in the village under that mountain, so feel free to cry. They are all dead and will never be able to live again."

The defeated soldier's eyes were full of pride, as if he was the real winner.

"I won't be sad, but I would like to thank you."

Tang Zhen said lightly, and in the stunned and puzzled eyes of the defeated soldiers, he directly pierced his neck.

With a slight shake of the knife, all the stains and rust on the surface of the horizontal knife fell off.

The cold light flashes, and the energy is overwhelming.

He swung his knife to chop the bamboo next to him. The light of the knife flashed and a large bamboo tube fell down.

Tang Zhen reached out to grab it and stabbed the horizontal knife directly in.

A simple scabbard was made by Tang Zhen. It looked plain and simple.

He simply cleaned the battlefield and walked down the mountain firmly.

When we walked to the village, we saw corpses everywhere, and the smell of blood made people cover their noses.

The boy's original home was burned down by a fire, and corpses with hideous expressions lay in the yard.

Li Erlai and his wife, as well as their biological children, all died under the sword of the defeated soldiers.

The young man's emotions surged, and finally turned into a sigh, as if all the burdens had been lifted.

The corpses of the villagers were dragged and gathered in one place, and soon thick smoke rose into the sky.

The once lively village, along with a group of villagers, disappeared from the world.

In the years of war and chaos, there were countless similar tragedies.

At this moment, Tang Zhen felt a trace of unwillingness and deep resentment.

Not for the tragic fate, but for the defeated soldiers who slaughtered the villages wantonly.

After waiting for a long time, Tang Zhen finally had a clearer sense of what he should do next.

Kill the defeated troops, behead the enemy chiefs, and prevent similar disasters from happening again.

Just have a goal.

Seeing the fire extinguished and only the green smoke remaining, Tang Zhen collected the ashes and buried them under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

Carrying a simple suitcase, we headed into the distance without hesitation.

It was a time of trouble, and we were on the border. There were soldiers and bandits everywhere. They were running around, killing people like pigs and dogs.

Along the way, every village that could be seen was looted by soldiers and bandits.

Nine out of ten rooms were empty, corpses were scattered all over the ground, but no one stopped at all.

During this period, if he encountered soldiers and bandits, Tang Zhen would take action without hesitation, beheading these scourges and then piling them up into buildings in the capital.

Only by doing this can the anger in the young man's heart dissipate and he can feel a little happy and at ease.

It didn't take long for Tang Zhen's reputation to spread and he became a thorn in the side of the soldiers and bandits.

The soldiers and bandits belonged to the three countries, and they took advantage of the war to plunder wantonly. Not all of them were individual acts, and many of them were allowed by their superiors.

In this way, they killed good people and took credit for their merits, accumulated property, and robbed all kinds of food.

Tang Zhen's actions undoubtedly violated their interests, and various wanted orders followed.

The wanted notices issued by the military did not embarrass Tang Zhen. On the contrary, they frequently showed up deliberately to lure the enemy.

As long as there are soldiers and bandits approaching, he will take action without hesitation and kill those soldiers with their heads rolling.

Tang Zhen was so fierce that his enemies were so frightened that they never dared to provoke him again.

They restrained their subordinates one after another and did not dare to go out to plunder easily, so as not to be robbed and killed by Tang Zhen.

There were even some troops who deliberately stayed away from the border to avoid being approached by Tang Zhen.

It is indeed no small feat to be able to make the warring armies of the Three Kingdoms compromise with one person.

Of course, this kind of false reputation was not taken seriously by Tang Zhen, and he only cared about his own mission.

If the enemy is not looking for you, then he will take the initiative to come.

These officer leaders are the real culprits, and they will not be wronged even if they are cut into pieces with a thousand cuts.

They ate empty pay, risked their military exploits, and countless people lost their families and lives because of the war, but they earned countless bloody money.

In the days that followed, news of officers being killed kept coming, with at most nearly a hundred casualties a day.

There was even a coach who was directly beheaded by Tang Zhen, and then broke through the siege and left in style.

After the news spread, it caused great shock, and Tang Zhen's name became even louder.

After this incident, the military of the three countries jointly issued a wanted order and pursued Tang Zhen at all costs.

The practitioners from the Three Kingdoms also accepted the invitation from the military and were bound to capture and kill Tang Zhen.

In order to achieve their goals, the military promised generous rewards, which even the practitioners were moved by.

The high-ranking cultivators have great strength, which is naturally beyond the comparison of ordinary soldiers.

In the eyes of the people in power of the Three Kingdoms, Tang Zhen, who was under joint attack, would definitely die this time.

It didn't take long for the practitioners to arrive one after another, and they started to hunt for traces.

No one cares at all whether what they do is wrong or right.

Even though they learned about the evil deeds of the soldiers and bandits during the tracking process, the practitioners still chose to ignore them.

To these practitioners, those innocent people who died in vain are as despicable as ants.

The reputation Tang Zhen created made the practitioners laugh and look down upon him, treating him as a relatively strong ant.

There is no need to ask what is right or wrong, just kill Tang Zhen and receive the reward he deserves.

This is the face of a practitioner, who is even more indifferent to right from wrong and extremely selfish.

Soon these practitioners successfully locked onto Tang Zhen, and a battle broke out.

The practitioners who thought they were sure of victory did not kill Tang Zhen, but instead took their own lives.

The body was hung on an old tree in a deserted village, leaving it to be eaten by wild dogs and crows.

When this kind of thing spread, it immediately caused an uproar, and all the major sects were extremely angry.

When more practitioners arrive, they will definitely kill Tang Zhen to maintain the dignity of the practitioners.

At this moment, Tang Zhen finally received the first step of the mission.

Heaven and earth are unkind and the monks are unjust and should be killed to death!