When the bandits turned and fled, Lin Yun took the third step.
This step still seemed random, still spanned a distance of several meters, and still caused ten people to fall.
Step 4.
Step 5.
When Lin Yun took the sixth step, the only one left on the mountain road in front of him was the bandit leader holding a decapitating sword, still trying to escape. Apart from that, there was no one else.
Behind him, the corpses of dozens of bandits lay scattered on the stone steps, covering the stone steps along the way.
Blood continued to flow down the stone steps, dyeing the entire mountain road bright red, as if it were covered with a bright red coat.
The bandit leader looked back while escaping and was immediately frightened to tears by what he saw. He quickly threw away the beheading knife in his hand and ran towards the village halfway up the mountain while shouting "village master".
Lin Yun followed the bandit leader all the way, but deliberately did not catch up. He just walked casually towards the mountain, always keeping a certain distance from the bandit leader.
Lin Yun was afraid that he would rush directly into the village, show too much strength in the battle with the bandits, and scare away the village owner. Then it would be troublesome to find someone.
But now it happened that this bandit leader could lead the way and help find the village owner, which saved Lin Yun a lot of trouble, so Lin Yun was not in a hurry to kill him.
…
At this moment, in the village halfway up the mountain.
Hundreds of tough bandits live in the bluestone square in the center of the village.
A middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears, a bloated body, and a pockmarked face was lazily sitting on a wooden chair in the center of the square, holding a brown porcelain bowl and drinking heavily from the bowl.
Although this middle-aged Mazi looks ugly, his aura is very powerful. He has reached the level of a fifth-level warrior and is the highest in the entire village.
There is no doubt that this middle-aged pockmarked man is the owner of this village.
Behind the pock-marked middle-aged man, there were several fierce bandits and an old lady. Every one of them had the cultivation level of a warrior.
The two-meter-tall bald man standing in the middle has even reached the level of a fourth-level warrior, only one level lower than the middle-aged Mazi. He is obviously the second-in-command of this village.
"Have those guys who broke into the village just now been dealt with?" The middle-aged Mazi asked casually after taking a sip of wine.
"Master of the village, I have sent dozens of brothers down the mountain just now. They must have dealt with the guys who broke into the village by now." A bandit with a scarf on his head replied with clasped fists.
The middle-aged Mazi nodded with satisfaction, then suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, didn't you just say that someone robbed a virgin on the way? Bring it with you and let me see."
After Mazi, the middle-aged man, finished speaking, a tall and thin bandit walked up to Mazi, the middle-aged man, carrying a virgin on his shoulders.
"Master, I robbed this from the road. Are you satisfied with it?" The tall and thin bandit put the girl down on his shoulders and asked her to kneel in front of the middle-aged Mazi.
This virgin girl is about ten years old and has a very exquisite appearance. If she is given a few more years, she will definitely grow into a stunning beauty.
But at this time, she looked very haggard because of extreme panic and fear.
The middle-aged Mazi looked at the girl like he was looking at a product, then nodded with satisfaction, spit out his slippery tongue and licked the corner of his mouth: "Well, not bad. Take her down to clean her, and then send her to my room."
"Yes." The middle-aged lady behind Mazi nodded, and then walked up to the girl.
"Oh no...please don't do this..." The girl turned pale with fright, her petite body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness.
The old lady reached out and grabbed the girl's hair, twisting her head roughly: "Little girl, it is your honor to be blessed by our village master."
The girl was like a mouse caught by a cat in the hands of the old lady. She had no strength to resist at all and could only plead desperately and helplessly.
At this moment, a man's voice came from outside the village.
"Master of the village...help..."
The man's voice got closer and louder, and soon drowned out the girl's cries.
When all the bandits present could hear the man's voice clearly, an unexpected scene happened.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the wooden fence surrounding the Qingshi Square broke open instantly. A blurry figure flew in upside down carrying broken pieces of wood, and fell heavily on the Qingshi Square.
All the bandits in the audience turned their heads and looked at the man who fell on the ground.
The moment he saw this person, the bandit with the scarf on his head shrank inwards. Because this person was none other than the leader of the group of bandits he had sent down the mountain before.
"The leader of the village, the leader of the village, there is... a strong enemy..." The bandit leader breathed his last after uttering these words with great difficulty.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of a young man in black appeared at the gap in the broken wooden fence.
The sun shines in from outside the gap, casting a long shadow on him.
From the girl's point of view, the young man was facing the light, which looked very dazzling, as if his body was glowing with light.
"Who?!"
The eyes of all the bandits turned to the young man who suddenly appeared.
The middle-aged lady who grabbed the girl's hair froze at this moment, then turned to look at the young man.
This young man wore a jet black cloak, held a skull sword, had flowing black hair, and his eyes were as black as ink.
There is no doubt that this young man is Lin Yun.
Under the astonished gazes of all the bandits, Lin Yun walked into Qingshi Square expressionlessly.
All bandits immediately heightened their vigilance.
"stop!"
"Don't move!"
The two bandits shouted loudly and planned to step forward to stop Lin Yun, but they just glanced at Lin Yun's red eyes and fell to the ground helplessly.
Seeing this scene, all the bandits present were shocked and dumbfounded.
With just one look, two people fell down instantly. How on earth was this done?
"Stop him!" the bandit with a scarf on his head ordered, and immediately several more bandits drew their weapons and rushed towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun took a step forward, and his ethereal figure, carrying a sharp sword light, flashed between them and appeared behind them in the blink of an eye.
All the bandits who rushed towards Lin Yun fell to the ground one after another.
Lin Yun, on the other hand, approached the middle-aged Mazi with great momentum. The wind was raging wherever he passed. The powerful momentum intimidated all the bandits present.
Lin Yun came to the middle-aged Mazi, stepped on the head of the previous bandit leader, looked at the middle-aged Mazi with a deep and indifferent look, and asked with a powerful voice: "Are you the leader of the village?"
At that moment, it seemed that the only thing left in the girl's eyes was the figure of this young man. And in her helpless and desperate eyes, the light of hope ignited again...