The Disciple Reward System
Chapter 35: The Broad Bandits

In the next instant, Ye Xuan's spiritual feeling suddenly invaded the man's mind, and he used an extremely cruel method to check the man's memories.

After obtaining the information he needed, the man's soul was also torn to shreds and lost.

"They ... are heading to the village of Tashi!"

Ye Xuan flicked her finger lightly, and the man immediately exploded and turned into nothingness. His gaze was then fixed on Yue, who was not far from there.

Blood dripped from Yue sword, and his body was filled with the scent of blood. As he stared at the destruction he had done in the fortress, there was no trace of mercy on his face.

It was this group of bandits that brutally massacred his village back then. Although he did not remember many enemies, the fourth commander who fell under his sword was one of them.

Back then, it was this fourth commander who wielded the long sword and slaughtered Lin Shi village. He does not even forgive parents and newborn children.

Ah Yue would never forget the appearance of the fourth commander. The sword in his hand did not hesitate to split the fourth Commander in two.

Just before the light from the fourth commander's eyes faded, his mind seemed to recall something.

The terrifying girl in front of him who was holding a long sword seemed to be the only survivor of Lin shi's village two years ago.

Her... He came back for revenge!

However, how could a helpless girl become so powerful in just two years?

The fourth commander could not understand this. He died with a face full of reluctance!

Whooshing sound!

Ye Xuan waved her sleeve and then flew along with Yue and the others.

They headed to Tashi village, where the rest of Yue's enemies gathered.

…

The Tashi Village.

"What are you waiting for? If you're not fast, I'll cut you into pieces.

“Quick and cooperate. Hand over all the wealth in the village and food.”.

"Damn! What are you looking at? Do you want to die?"

The bandits held sharp weapons in their hands and roared towards the villagers ferociously.

Some villagers who wanted to fight were broken off by his hands and feet. Those who dared to look them in the eye would be slapped in the face.

The difference in strength between the two sides was too great, so the villagers could only bear the humiliation of surviving. They hurriedly returned to their homes and took all their wealth and food.

If they were a little slower, their limbs would be broken by these bandits.

But that's not the worst part. Some of the more brutal bandits instantly cut them off with their swords.

"Speed up! Don't waste our time!”

Right at this moment, a cyan-robed man shouted impatiently.

The middle-aged man next to him nodded with a sweet smile, “OK, okay! I'll go and urge them!”

The burly middle-aged man was the first commander of Fengxuan Fortress. He was a cultivation practitioner who had reached the fifth level of the true essence state, and his name was Baduluo.

The person Baduluo was trying to please was a cultivation practitioner from the Xuanyin sect.

The identity of this Xuanyin cultivator was not simple. He was the personal disciple of an elder, and also the brother of Duan Wujie. His name was Duan Wuyi, and he was a cultivation practitioner who had reached the eighth level of a true essence state!

“Quick and finish. If you see someone linger, drag them out and cut them!"

The next second, one of the bandits kicked a hunchback man who was carrying several bags of food.

"I'm sorry! I know I was wrong! I'll move faster!”

Although the hunchback man was furious, he could only smile and hold back. He did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

After all, he did not have the slightest talent in terms of cultivation. He is just an ordinary civilian. A few years ago, when he went to the mountain to look for yams, he was attacked by a demonic beast.

Although he was lucky enough to survive, his back did suffer serious injuries. After that incident, he became stooped.

Due to his chronic back and waist injuries, he could only carry two bags of food with difficulty. Naturally, his speed was much slower than the other villagers.

He was very clear in his heart that ordinary citizens like him were just ants in the eyes of these bandits and cultivators.

After all, these bandits were simply robbing them of their wealth and food. As long as they can guarantee the safety of their wives and children, they will do what is necessary to satisfy them.

Dignity is not important here. For the safety of his family, he was willing to let them trample him.

“Hehe, it's too late to apologize!”

The bandit had a ferocious expression on his face as the corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile. The long sword in his hand flickered with a sharp light as he slashed at the hunchback man.

Swooshes!

As a dazzling sword light flashed, fresh blood instantly gushed out.

"Dad!"

A five or six-year-old boy among the crowd could not help the heart-wrenching cry of grief when he saw this.

"Home!"

At the same time, the woman beside the boy also knelt on the ground unhappily. His face was filled with a dejected expression as he charged towards the bandit without caring about anything else.

“You animals, if you want money, I will give you money. Why don't you let him go?”

"You seek death!"

When the bandit saw this, the fierce expression on his face became even more intense. The long sword in his hand slashed once more.

Another bright red blood stream gushed out.

"Mother!"

When the boy saw this scene, he cried out in sadness. Tears flowed down his face, and his eyes were filled with despair. His nails plunged deeply into his palms; so deep that they bled out blood.

The boy cried while looking at the bandit with great hatred, after which he came out of the crowd like a madman and attacked the corpse of his parents.

Even if the target was a child, there was no mercy in the eyes of those bandits. He slowly raised the long sword again.

"Little Zhongbin, don't be rash!"

“These animals are too many. They treat human life like grass!”

“Village residents, don't take it anymore. We will perish with these animals!”

Many people in the village were angry. Their eyes were filled with hatred towards this group of mountain bandits. They wanted to hurry up and save the boy.

However, the strongest among them were only at the third level of the refinement condition. How could they fight these bandits?

The sharp sword light flashed again. It would split the boy's head in two!