Looking at the silent people, Tian Daoling put away the Shura sword on the neck of the adjutant and turned into a stream of light. The pistols on the hands of the officers next to Tang Shengshi who pointed a pistol at Tian Daoling instantly turned into two pieces. In an instant, Tian Daoling used the Shura sword to cut them into two halves, giving them a warning, and then turned around and left, not caring about their feelings at all.

"Hiss!" The officers looked at the pistols that were only left in their hands and immediately took a breath. Although the pistols in their hands were not excellent, they were also made of steel and were cut in half with one knife. If the object of Tian Daoling's attack just now was not the pistols in their hands, but their heads, they would definitely die so much that they could not die anymore. Their eyes when they looked at Tian Daoling suddenly became panicked.

The clown's sound of beating just now rang in his mind. His mission had been completed, and there was no need to stay here anymore.

"The mission of defending the church is completed and rewarding 200 soul points. It's a pity not to have those dancers, hehehe."

Since the mission has been completed, Tian Daoling has no intention of staying, and now it is getting closer and closer to the time when Xiao Luotou invades Foshan. It is almost time for him to rush back and he has no intention of staying here.

"Big Brother, what's your name?" Meng Shujuan, among the girls, saw Tian Daoling turn and leave, suppressed the fear in her heart, and looked at Tian Daoling loudly and asked. She still didn't know what Tian Daoling's name was.

"Tiandao Ling." Tiandao Ling, who walked to the entrance of the church, replied without looking back. He no longer had to stay in Jinling City. He had already obtained almost 10,000 soul points in Jinling City. Tiandao Ling found that the soul point acquisition was not only judged according to the degree of the crime of the person being killed, but also determined according to the way Tiandao Ling killed him. If Tiandao Ling used the Shura Sword to kill him, he could get one to two soul points. If he used a large-scale weapon such as grenade, he could only get one to one to one to one, and each killing one, he could only get one to one to one to one, and the gap was very large.

But even so, Tian Daoling was still very satisfied. Ten thousand soul points were ten times the soul points he obtained in the Walking Dead World. However, the time he spent in the Ip Man world was more than ten times that of the Walking Dead World. Moreover, during the war, human life was cheaper than a piece of paper. If Tian Daoling was really a crazy person, he could obtain a large number of soul points by massacring refugees. However, although Tian Daoling was crazy, his madness was used to treat the enemy, not to treat his own tribe members, even if this world was not his original world.

"Tiandaoling..." Hearing Tiandaoling's name, the people in the church immediately chanted it in a low voice. This name will definitely leave an extremely deep impression on their hearts and will be remembered for their whole life.

Tian Daoling, walking on the streets of Jinling City, looked at the civilians on the street with hope on their faces and weapons in their hands to resist the little carrot head. He felt a very strange sense of joy in his heart. He didn't know where this joy came from. It might be a change from his compatriots or a task completed. Anyway, he didn't care.

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As time passed day by day, the entire land of China launched a strong resistance due to the incident in Jinling City. The Japanese movement and Tiandaoling's actions made the people's anger about the massacre of Little Radish Head. Many people took up weapons to resist Little Radish Head. The people who were originally afraid of things stood up one after another and fought for their country, their nation and their future.

After leaving Jinling City, Tiandaoling headed towards Foshan. On the way, he kept assassinating Xiaoluobo Head and smashing Xiaoluobo Head's base. He didn't leave a single corpse wherever he passed. Although he had encountered danger several times, he lived with his strong reaction and Shura Sword to recover his injuries. At the same time, Tiandaoling also made a name for himself in the entire Chinese land, including black kung fu equipment, red and black Tang sword, evil god, national hero, Tiandaoling, these are the words that others talk about most during this period.

For a moment, Tian Daoling became the model object of the passionate young people in China. As long as they pass by and rescued the cities and villages, they will see many young people on the streets carrying a Tang sword behind their backs. Everyone knows that Tian Daoling has a magic sword, and all the people they kill will become mummies. However, they did not feel scared because of this. Instead, they regarded Tian Daoling as a hero and called the rescue knife. Wherever they went, they saved the people from disaster. Those who model Tian Daoling were all fanatical fans of Tian Daoling.

Although Tian Daoling ignored them, they kept following Tian Daoling's pace. They followed every city that Tian Daoling passed by, and their team became larger and larger, from a few people at the beginning to a team of more than 100 people.

"Are you really sure you want to follow me?" Tian Daoling asked calmly at the more than a hundred young people of different ages in front of him. All of them were wearing black kung fu clothes and carrying a Tang sword more than one meter long behind them. Although many of their clothes were torn, the Tang sword was also made of farm tools, and looked like a bandit, but everyone's eyes revealed a firm look.

"Mr. Tian, ​​please lead us to restore China! Remove all the heads of the carrot from the land of China! Restore China! If you don't agree, we will kneel down until you agree!" A thirty-year-old middle-aged man in the head with a scar on his face, looking at Tian Daoling and kneeling on the ground at the same time. The people behind him also knelt immediately. Seeing this situation, Tian Daoling wondered if he had the legendary domineering aura, this is the case in the real world, and this is the case in this world. So many people have become their own brainless fans.

Looking at the group of people kneeling on the ground in front of him, a trace of inexplicable expression flashed in Tian Daoling's eyes. He did not expect that someone would worship him like this. He was a very selfish person. What he did was just something that could bring benefits to him within his ability. Not much was for the people. But now looking at the group of worshippers kneeling in front of him, it seemed that something called national dignity broke out in his heart.

"Remember one thing, men have gold under their knees, only kneel to their parents and the sky." Tian Daoling said, and after that, he turned around and left. A hint of frustration suddenly appeared in the eyes of the group of people, thinking that Tian Daoling had rejected them.

"Let's go, why are you kneeling there?" Tian Daoling, who had walked a few steps, found that the guys were still kneeling on the ground and was a little puzzled. He stopped and spoke again.

"Ah?! I understand! Let's go now!" The group of admirers who thought Tian Daoling refused immediately stood up and followed Tian Daoling's pace.

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