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On the official road east of Yunchong City, the ground shook slightly.

After a while, nearly a hundred fast horses appeared, galloping rapidly.

The leader is eight feet three tall, with cold eyes like lightning, a face full of resentment, and a big iron gun in his hand.

It was Zhao Jinhu who led the Zhao family.

Zhao Jinhu rode his horse and galloped, turned around and looked at the hundreds of riders behind him, and ordered loudly.

"Hurry up, I must kill that brat today to avenge my son."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Just when he turned around and shouted angrily, a sharp arrow pierced the sky like light and electricity.

Instantly broke the zhenqi of its body protection, and inserted it into the right shoulder.

The strength was so great that Zhao Jinhu was taken away from the saddle and fell to the ground.

Zhao Shuhan, who had been following behind him, hurriedly roared loudly.

"father!"

At the same time, there was a sudden commotion on both sides of the road, and there was a loud shout of killing.

"kill!"

Suddenly appeared by the side of the road, densely packed horse bandits, howling murderously and charging towards them.

In the dense forest, Xueshou put down the strong bow in his hand, laughed loudly, patted Liu Fuyun's shoulder, and said.

"It's really you, the Zhao family really came."

"How do you know that the Zhao family will definitely come?"

Beside him, a middle-aged man stood and asked.

With a well-proportioned figure, a Chinese character face, flat eyebrows, eyes like eagles and falcons, his whole body is condensed and silent, obviously he is a master.

This person is Zhang Yuncheng, the head of Duanhun Village, nicknamed Poisonous Bee.

Seeing him looking at her, Liu Fuyun smiled brightly.

"Master, Liu Fuyun killed Zhao Ming, and Zhao Jinhu avenged him. Isn't that a matter of course?"

"Why do people from the Spring and Autumn Daoist Palace still look for our brothers?"

Zhang Yuncheng asked coldly while staring at Liu Fuyun.

"The head of the family, the Huang family and the Zhao family, both work for the Dao Palace, so naturally they have to compete, you know..."

Liu Fuyun was not in a hurry, and answered quickly.

Seeing that he opened his mouth without thinking, Zhang Yuncheng believed it a little bit, and muttered to himself.

"So, if we help Huang Bingtian, the Zhao family is a competitor."

The bloody hand beside him has a fiery temper.

"Brother, I'll take my brothers down now and promise to kill them all."

"General Blood, wait a minute, I have an idea."

Zhang Yuncheng and the two turned their heads to look at Liu Fuyun.

"You boy, what's your idea?"

Liu Fuyun said without hurrying.

"The two masters have been here for half a day, but they haven't seen Liu Fuyun. Presumably, they must have entered the cemetery."

"The ten-mile cemetery is said to be dangerous, so..."

As he spoke, Liu Fuyun looked at the people of the Zhao family who were not far away.

He didn't continue talking, but Zhang Yuncheng suddenly realized.

Looking at Liu Fuyun's eyes, there was both surprise and approval.

"You mean, let the Zhao family find the way for us?"

The bloody hand reacted quickly.

"Brother, this kid, can't he be your illegitimate son? Is he so poisonous?"

Zhang Yuncheng didn't answer, but took a deep look at Liu Fuyun.

After pondering for a moment, suddenly a cold look appeared on his face, like a poisonous snake.

Then he waved his hand and ordered.

"Archer, let go!"

Immediately, bows and arrows shot towards Zhao Jinhu's side like rain.

Several masters of the Zhao family were shot into hedgehogs because they couldn't dodge in time.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinhu gritted his teeth, furious.

"Despicable villain, I will kill him."

He turned to Zhao Shuhan and said.

"Help me on the horse, and break the arrow tail as you speak."

Pull yourself together, mount your horse with your gun in hand, and let out a loud roar.

"Kill me all, kill!"

Xueshou and Zhang Yuncheng looked at each other and nodded slightly.

As he spoke, he pulled out two battle axes from behind and laughed loudly.

"Little ones, kill me."

The two teams collided like two torrents in a blink of an eye, and a fierce battle broke out.

Swords, lights, swords and shadows, flesh and blood flying.

Although the horse bandits have an advantage in numbers, the Zhao family is the best this time.

So for a while, the two parties were at a stalemate.

There are roars, shouts of killing, the sound of knives and guns entering the body, and the wailing of injuries.

The men and horses on both sides frantically strangled, blood splattered, stumps and broken arms flew across.

In a blink of an eye, the battle became fierce.

Everyone is willing to risk their lives, if you can't kill your opponent, you will be the one who dies.

The bloody hand swung the double axes, screamed strangely, and charged away.

Zhao Jinhu sneered, and greeted him with a wave of his gun.

The two men exchanged guns and knives, and the fight was inextricable.

Due to the injury to his right shoulder before, Zhao Jinhu was bleeding profusely, his qi was stagnant, gradually exhausted, and he fell into a disadvantage.

The same is true for the masters of the Zhao family.

The number of people is not dominant, and we must beware of arrows that may appear at any time, resulting in many casualties.

Zhao Jinhu looked around, feeling anxious.

"You bandits, we are the Zhao family..."

It is a taboo to be distracted on the battlefield, and he hasn't finished speaking yet.

The bloody hand slammed the spear, stepped on the horse, jumped into the air, smashed Huashan with double axes, and went straight to Zhao Jinhu's door.

At the very moment, Zhao Shuhan arrived in time, stabbing the bloody hand with a long sword in his ribs.

The blood-handed man was unable to avoid it in mid-air, his feet were filled with true energy, and he fell suddenly.

This avoids losing both sides.

Zhao Shuhan was also covered in scars at the moment, yelling eagerly.

"Father, shall we retreat first?"

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, Zhao Jinhu was furious, so he had no choice but to give an order.

"Everyone, break out with me."

In a short while, the Zhao family injured more than ten masters.

On the Duanhun Village, there were even more casualties.

However, they are all ordinary horse bandits with low cultivation.

Seeing being surrounded by Zhao Jinhu, Bloody Hand was not annoyed, and said in a cold voice.

"Everyone, surround three sides and chase after me."

After all, he took the lead and chased away.

The rest of the horse bandits also shouted loudly, surrounded three sides, and drove the Zhao family to the ten-mile cemetery.

It will be late, and the flames will be red with the setting sun.

In the blink of an eye, there was no living person to be seen, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Flocks of crows were flying in the sky, screaming "Wow".

Zhang Yuncheng looked at Liu Fuyun, his eyes shone coldly, and said calmly.

"Seeing such a tragic scene, you can't change your face. Who are you? Why are you helping us?"

Seeing this, Liu Fuyun's heart trembled.

Zhang Yuncheng was a congenital master, if he tried his best, he would have escaped death.

However, if he panics right now, it may arouse the other party's suspicion even more.

Liu Fuyun smiled and said calmly.

"This time, the Spring and Autumn Daoist Palace suddenly came to Yunchong City. Doesn't the master feel a little strange?"

Zhang Yuncheng was taken aback, his mind spinning rapidly, his face sinking like water.

"What do you mean?"

"You know, as a sect, what is the most important thing?"

Zhang Yuncheng frowned, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

Looking at Liu Fuyun in amazement, he said every word.

"You mean inheritance?!"

Liu Fuyun was smiling but not smiling, with an inscrutable appearance.

"That's all for now, Master, let's go quickly."

After finishing speaking, he took his time, got on his horse, and chased towards the cemetery.

Looking at his back, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuncheng's forehead.

"Could it be that the Spring and Autumn Dao Palace came to Yunchong City just for this kid? Do you want to accept him as a disciple?"

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

The young man in front of him is the best choice no matter in terms of strategy, strength, or means.

Being favored by the sect is also a matter of course.

Zhang Yun had always boasted that he was thoughtful, but now that he was misled by Liu Fuyun, he believed it to be true.

However, Liu Fuyun himself did not expect it.

He was just talking nonsense, but it was a prophecy.

However, the Spring and Autumn Daoist Palace is not the only one here.