When Zhang Linchen came to the village, he saw that it was very messy, some houses had collapsed, blood stains could be seen almost everywhere, and there were even some stumps on the ground.

"What happened?"

He ran quickly towards the village, and then heard a scream coming from a nearby house, and he immediately climbed over the wall.

"Hey, little lady, it's useless to call it!" a man said with a lewd smile.

"You let me go...... Ah......h

"Stinky girl, don't be embarrassed, be careful that Lao Tzu kills you!" the man scolded, and slapped the woman with a "snap".

At this moment, Zhang Linchen broke into the house, the man was fierce, heard the movement and hurriedly turned around, but was choked by Zhang Linchen like lightning, and then fell to the ground, "bang", the man fainted.

Zhang Linchen glanced at the woman on the bed, about thirty years old, with messy hair, broken clothes, and blank eyes, shrunk into a ball. He felt a little familiar, he had seen it in the village before, so he quickly found a shirt from the side and put it on, but the woman screamed in panic and began to push him, even punch and kick.

Zhang Linchen's physical body is strong, how can a woman be shaken by a mortal, he didn't care at all, but slowly stabilized the woman's hands and feet, looked into her eyes, and said: "The wicked man has fallen, don't be afraid." Remember me? I stayed in the village for a few days. ”

The woman looked at him blankly, her eyes gradually regaining a little clarity, she nodded, and then tears welled up in her eyes, and she cried, "All dead...... The demons...... Killed so many people......"

"What the hell is going on in the village?" Zhang Linchen said in a deep voice.

The woman choked up and said, "Before...... Here came a crowd...... Started killing without saying a few words...... My husband had his hand cut off by them...... They took my son captive......"

"Didn't you resist?"

"They are so powerful that even Ya'er's parents have been defeated, they are one of the few cultivators in our village, and the other villagers can't resist at all......"

"Ya'er's parents?" Zhang Linchen frowned, and wanted to ask, but his ears suddenly heard a roar, and he whispered to the woman: "Don't move here first, I'll help you take revenge." ”

After speaking, he grabbed the man who had passed out on the ground, and twisted his neck in front of the woman with a "click", turning it into a dead body.

He immediately went out, threw the man's body outside like a dead dog, and went alone in the direction where the sound came from.

At the messy intersection, with a little blood, a man in his thirties wearing a long scarf stuck a long knife into a middle-aged man, with contempt on his face, and said: "With your little strength, you still want to fight with me? Lao Tzu can kill you with one hand!"

The middle-aged man's body was gushing with blood, and there was blood from his mouth and nose, but he was not dead, and there was resentment and anger in his eyes, eager to cut this person with a thousand knives and break his body.

The man with the scarf on his head laughed and said, "You can't change the situation no matter how much you look at it, it's not something that you can control as a dying person." ”

At this moment, Zhang Linchen suddenly rushed out from the side, and before the man could react, he was choked by the neck and lifted him up.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he struggled, "You...... Who is it?"

Zhang Linchen's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, he waved his hand as if he was still a piece of goods, poured him to the ground, and then raised his foot and stepped on his limbs, and suddenly, a cruel voice suddenly sounded.

Ignoring him anymore, Zhang Linchen immediately squatted down to help the man stop the bleeding, but when he saw him trembling and raised his hand to stop it, his lips were buzzing, and the blood was stuck in his throat and said, "Leave me alone...... Go and save ...... Others...... If it's late, it's ...... It's too late......"

Zhang Linchen couldn't bear it, but the man looked resolute and his eyes were full of hatred, he could only agree, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, uncle, I will do my best to save others and help you avenge!"

Although Zhang Linchen did not stay in the village for a long time, only a few days, he was really moved by the hospitality and simplicity of the people in the village. After all, he was rescued by Ya'er's parents, and as an outsider, the people in the village not only did not guard against him, but also generously invited him as a guest. Ya'er's family is even more kind to him, just like friends who visit from afar, good things will be taken out and shared, which makes him feel warm.

Therefore, no matter what, if these villagers are killed, he will do his best to help, and it can be regarded as an explanation to himself.

Shout!

A sound of breaking the air came, Zhang Linchen tilted his head, and an arrow with a streamer swept past his ear and hit a wall.

The man who had broken his limbs and howled in agony attracted several men on horseback, with long knives stained with blood in their hands, and one of them was armed with a longbow, and it was evident that he had shot the arrow.

"It's not easy to dodge this arrow, it's really not easy, who are you?" the man with the bow looked at him.

"Kill your guys. Zhang Linchen spoke, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and as soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed a shiny thing and threw it at the bow-wielding man in an instant, using all his strength, this is the discarded material he obtained in the desolate world after the trial land, and now it just came in handy.

The palm-sized piece of discarded material instantly arrived in front of the bow-wielding man, he just reacted, his pupils contracted, and when he wanted to dodge, the discarded material directly pierced his head, and with a "poof", red and white things splashed everywhere, blood sprayed thin, and the corpse fell back from the horse and fell to the ground.

The few men on horseback next to him were already a little closer, and they were inexplicably frightened, and their eyes widened. A person whose strength is above them was killed in seconds, how powerful is this kid who is only twenty years old in front of him.

Their faces were full of panic, and they were about to leave with their horses on their ropes, and Zhang Linchen would let them run away easily. He approached in the blink of an eye, and his fingers emitted several powerful divine lights, piercing their heads and falling from their horses, dead and dead.

As for the man lying on the ground with crippled limbs, he had been pierced by the divine light emitted by his fingers, and there was no more sound. Since he hadn't learned the relevant fingering, it would cost him more spiritual power to attack like this, but this was only relatively speaking, and the spiritual power in his qi sea was still very abundant.

Zhang Linchen walked to the depths of the village, a burst of screams came from not far away, he moved quickly, only to see a road, many people crying and running away. Eight or nine similarly dressed men with broadswords and long swords were chasing the men, with a look of relief and amusement on their faces, as if to drive them in one direction, which was the center of the village.

Zhang Linchen couldn't bear it anymore, as soon as he stepped on it, the ground cracked, and the speed of the whole person was so fast that ordinary people could hardly react, he stretched out his fingers and bloomed a series of divine lights, each of which accurately hit the brains of those men.

"Who are you?" this person looked frightened, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Linchen emitted a divine light through his head, and he screamed for his life.

"I ......" This person was even more miserable, he only said one word, and as soon as the divine light passed through, a bloody hole suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the whole face was full of incredulity.

In just a few breaths, the eight or nine wicked people were all dead, and at this time, a young man ran to Zhang Linchen, as if he had seen a savior, crying and kneeling, begging him to help save people.

Zhang Linchen saw that he was familiar, and immediately helped him up, and promised to save everyone as much as possible.

"There are more than twenty of them in total, and their strength is extraordinary, you must be careful!" the young man reminded earnestly.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Zhang Linchen said solemnly.

The surrounding villagers had gradually stabilized, and noticed that it was Zhang Linchen who killed those wicked people, and they looked at Zhang Linchen with respect in their eyes, leaving behind the background of Zhang Linchen's heading to the center of the village. I was silently thanking him in my heart, and wishing him a safe return.

Zhang Linchen was very fast, and in a short time he was close to the center of the village, where a large clearing had been cleared, which was full of corpses, about dozens, and people were constantly dying, and the blood had gathered into a small stream.

Among those corpses, there were three very familiar faces, which were the Ya'er family, dead and blind, with blood on their faces.

Zhang Linchen's eyes were cracked, his heart was full of anger, his palms were full of blood, he wanted to rush out immediately and kill all these wicked people.

Thinking back to this kind family, Ya'er is cute and lively, Ya'er's mother is gentle and beautiful, and Ya'er's father is hearty and generous, but now these three people are dying, and Zhang Linchen is difficult to accept.

Around the corpses, there were ten men and ten horses, one of whom was sitting on a chair and drinking tea, while the rest were armed with sharp weapons and kept reaping the lives of the villagers who had been driven there.

There was a bright red bead on the ground, and all that blood eventually flowed here, and it was gradually absorbed, and the smell of blood on the field was strong.

"Hurry up, there's still a village I haven't visited, and I'm going to finish my business today!" ordered the man sitting in his chair.

"Got it. "The remaining nine humans.

"By the way, Sixth Brother, go and see why the people from the village haven't arrived yet, I haven't heard any sound, is there something wrong?" the man in the chair commanded.

"Yes, Captain. ”

A scarface responded and ran briskly in the direction of Zhang Linchen, very fast, far beyond ordinary people, obviously a monk.

Zhang Linchen took the opportunity to pass by, the divine light in his hand flashed, and he was killed with one blow, without startling the snake.

Zhang Linchen could see that the realm of the person sitting on the chair was not low, about the peak of the Condensing Wheel Realm, so it was always right to be careful. As for why he could know, it was thanks to his powerful divine soul, using the wonderful power of the divine wheel, that he had the slightest control over things within the other party's circle of three zhang, and the straight-line distance was only less than ten zhang at most.

However, this state cannot be used for a long time, because it consumes too much mental energy, and often can only support it for a while.

In order to prevent more villagers from suffering and prevent the outside world from slaughtering the village again after the death of these wicked people, Zhang Linchen decided to capture the thief and capture the king first, stun the person on the chair, and then kill his men, so that he could carefully interrogate the specific situation of that person, as well as all the reasons, and finally Zhang Linchen found a way to understand the matter.