Chapter 4: Nine Years of Martial Arts

"You Turks, you deserve to die!" Lu Hanyang, who was furious, couldn't care so much at this time, because at the moment when he hesitated a little just now, the pair of grandfathers and grandsons had been directly hacked to death by that Turkic soldier.

At this time, the old man's head was directly cut off, one head fell into the dust, and a pair of eyes looked at the sky, as if he was still pleading. But it can never be compared, and even two lines of turbid tears slowly flowed down at this moment, and were gradually stained with blood like bloody tears.

And the child, with fear, the little body was still curled up, unable to stretch out, a pair of hands clutched the corner of his grandfather's clothes, and a huge wound on his back went straight through his chest and abdomen, and even the small heart that was stabbed in half could be seen.

Anger spread in Lu Hanyang's mind, and even his eyes began to turn red, and Lu Hanyang did not think that he was a racist about ethnic minorities. But that was in the 21st century, when these minorities and the Han Chinese were already close to each other.

But now, in this place where I don't know what world or dynasty, these guys, who are called Turks, have completely made him murderous, and he feels that his anger is like a volcano, and he needs a hearty killing to quell it.

Coming to this world from the 21st century has made Lu Hanyang very unhappy, and the fact that he has not seen people for half a month has made him feel very depressed, the whole is a mountain forest, and he is in the company of wild beasts, this kind of life makes him almost crazy.

And as soon as he walked out of the mountains and forests, he saw such a cruel scene, and suddenly his whole person exploded directly. It's like a volcano that has been suppressed for thousands of years, and it has found a breakthrough at this moment.

"Ten Thousand Swords...... Swords like rain! "At this time, he can't care about his cultivation and only refining and refining qi, he needs to kill people, kill these Turkic people who make him feel disgusting, and kill this group of beast-like troops.

At this time, the village was still being burned, killed, and plundered, and the little food that these people had saved was robbed by them, countless old people and children were killed, and women were used by them as tools to vent their animal desires.

Seeing all this in Lu Hanyang's eyes, his heart was completely ignited by the tragedy, the flying sword came out of its sheath, and a light crossed in the air, and in an instant, Lu Hanyang swallowed a True Yuan Pill.

As soon as he took his mouth, this pill directly turned into a sweet spring, burrowed into Lu Hanyang's body, and instantly gave birth to a strong true yuan flow from the Qi Sea Dantian, directly penetrating the limbs and hundreds of remains, towards his body, flowing through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

"Sickness...... Open! Sword rain is coming! "Holding the sword seal in his hand, at this moment, Zhenyuan turned into a shadow-like long sword, and directly connected to the flying sword in the sky, and in an instant, the flying sword split into immeasurable light and shadow under the blessing of Zhenyuan.

A lightsaber flew out and slashed towards the Turkic cavalry who were killing, and with each flash of light, it was a Turkic cavalryman's head in a different place. In the flicker of the sword, countless Turkic cavalry were directly beheaded, split in half.

Even countless war horses were directly killed at this moment, and the time was short for everyone to react, and most of the Turkic cavalry in this village were killed.

"The gods have appeared, thank you immortals!" Countless people knelt down directly at this time, praying sincerely in their mouths, and kneeling down.

"This ...... Is it really a god? Run away...... "Opposite to the people are the Turkic cavalry, these cavalry saw the light flickering one after another, and their robes were directly killed on the spot, and they were immediately frightened. One by one, they rode horses and scattered directly in all directions.

But how could Lu Hanyang let these people escape, although he was just starting now, but under the increase of the True Yuan Dan, at this time, the True Yuan in his body was surging like a river, the light on the long sword flickered, and the immeasurable sword qi burst out, chasing and killing these Turkic cavalry.

The entire sky was shrouded in light, and under this light, the scattered Turkic cavalry melted like snow in the sun, and the leather armor on their bodies was softer than the butter of a blazing blade, and it was pierced directly at the moment of contact.

The strong body was also directly cut off under the light of this flying sword, just like tofu. And it's not just their bodies, it's also the horses under their crotch. The whole village was littered with ravines after the sword rage.

"This ...... This is the god of the Tang Dynasty? I don't want to die, the golden wolf god will bless me! "A Turkic knight who was wearing leather armor better than other soldiers was praying to his god of the golden wolf and lying on the ground with a corpse.

"Here's one more! All Turkic soldiers are going to die! "At this time, with the blessing of Zhenyuan, Lu Hanyang temporarily reached the point of refining qi and transforming into a god, and the spiritual sense on his body was opened, and everything around him could not hide his spiritual sense.

So this guy lying on the ground pretending to be a corpse was as obvious in his spiritual sense as a firefly in the dark, and he was directly slashed down with a sword light, cutting him in two.

After the sword light raged, the entire village except for the common people, the Turkic soldiers were completely dead, and this place was no longer suitable for habitation, all the houses collapsed, and the ground was also covered with endless ravines.

"Thank you, the immortals...... Thank you for the protection of the gods! One by one, the people did not move in their place, and they kept prostrating.

"Folks, please get up." Lu Hanyang walked out of hiding, he needed to deal with these people if he wanted to know the situation in this world, and he never thought of hiding his means. So he walked out directly and generously, and told the people to get up.

"It was the Immortal Commander who saved us, right? The little old man was grateful, and dared to ask the immortal elder number, so that I could bow down in Zhangjiazhai from time to time. An old man first came to his senses, and then said to Lu Hanyang.

"Uncle, the kid is not an immortal, he is still far from an immortal, he is just a little qi practitioner who has just embarked on the path of cultivation!" Lu Hanyang said and directly stretched out his hand to help him, and a true yuan operation helped the old man up.

"The immortal is too modest, although the little old man doesn't read much, but he also knows that the immortal's methods are definitely the handiwork of the immortals." The old man had obviously read a book, and his speech was fairly organized.

"Uncle, what year and month is it today? The kid just came out of the mountains and forests, and he was unfamiliar with everything. Lu Hanyang asked. He needed to know what the world was and what kind of world it was.

"Immortal Chief, this year is the ninth year of Wude, and the current saint is Tang Emperor Li Yuan." The small village is closed to information, and these messages are all information from the beginning of the year.