You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

"Hidden weapons?" Liu Yuntian smiled disdainfully, "Ballistics is Taoism, and gunmanship is also a method. What I use is a serious Taoism, so how can it be considered despicable?" After saying that, he pointed the gun at Yuan Sheng's head on the ground again and said with a smile, "I'll give you a chance. Tell me who is behind this, and I'll spare the lives of all your clansmen."

"Haha..." Yuan Sheng sneered, "I'm from the Buddhist sect. If I have the ability, I'll go and slaughter the Buddhist sect!"

Liu Yuntian exhaled a breath of foul air and looked at the other person speechlessly, "Sometimes I, sometimes poor monk, are you afraid that I am not sure whether you are a fake?"

"boom!"

Without saying a word, Liu Yuntian pulled the trigger. After a loud bang, thick black smoke exploded all over Yuan Sheng on the ground. After the smoke dissipated, Yuan Sheng disappeared. The fragments of the magic weapon were firmly embedded in the ground, leaving a hole as thick as a finger.

Missed it?!

Seeing Yuan Sheng suddenly disappear, Liu Yuntian was shocked. He stood up abruptly and looked around vigilantly, but did not find anything unusual.

At this moment, Qi Xing had successfully defeated his opponent and quickly rushed towards Liu Yuntian. He asked with concern, "Mr. Liu, are you okay?"

Liu Yuntian frowned and replied in a low voice: "This person is not Yuan Sheng himself. He does not have the aura of the Buddhist sect. He should be a guy who is good at disguise."

Qi Xing's face changed drastically after hearing this, and he asked in surprise: "If that's the case, then how did he know about Yuan Sheng?"

Liu Yuntian pondered for a moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "It seems that the problem is not in the capital, but with me. There is a rat around me!"

Qi Xing anxiously reminded: "Mr. Liu, don't think about these things for now. Fu Xin can't hold on any longer. He must be sent to the doctor immediately!" After that, Qi Xing quickly turned around and ran to where Fu Xin was.

Liu Yuntian followed closely behind, quickening his pace to reach Fu Xin's side.

Looking at Fu Xin lying on the ground with an expressionless face, Liu Yuntian frowned slightly, stretched out his left hand and gently closed the other's eyes, and said heavily: "Fu Xin is no longer alive, you should go and check the two bodies." After that, he slowly stood up.

Qi Xing sighed sadly, responded by carrying the two bodies over and placing them side by side next to Fu Xin. After removing the masks, two blurry and distorted faces appeared in front of the two.

"Ugh——" Liu Yuntian looked at the faces of the two people in front of him and couldn't help but dry heaving.

Their faces no longer had their original appearance, as if they had been flattened with a hot iron. Only the eyes had some outlines visible, and the rest of their faces were completely unrecognizable.

What’s even more horrifying is that their noses had their bridges removed, leaving only a tiny bit of nostrils large enough for breathing.

Liu Yuntian's face was terribly gloomy. He raised his hand and put the three corpses into his storage ring.

Qi Xing, who was standing by, quietly wiped the tears from his eyes and said with a sob: "Mr. Liu, Fu Xin..."

Liu Yuntian raised his hand to interrupt him and said in a cold tone: "I know, don't be sad, now is not the time to be sad." After that, he walked along the street, carefully observing the surrounding environment.

"All the Jinyiwei, from the Tongzhi and Qianshi to the Xiaoqi Auxiliary Guards, are mobilized. Pull out all those in bed. Use this street as the center and conduct a carpet search!

"promise!"

After Qi Xing left, Liu Yuntian returned to his mansion alone.

Just as he was about to walk through the door, he subconsciously glanced at the tree opposite. Instantly, his expression froze, and he fell into deep thought. After a while, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the city...

......

Outside the city, at the top of the hill.

Liu Yuntian panted and ran all the way to the top of the mountain. Finally, he came to a familiar big tree and knocked on the trunk. Then a familiar figure fell down like a light butterfly.

"You came."

Liu Yuntian looked up at the woman in front of him and said expressionlessly, "I'm not in the mood to exchange secret signals with you. It's not the day yet, why are you hanging a kite?"

The woman stamped her feet vigorously, turned around angrily, put her hands on her hips, and said coquettishly, "Of course it's business! I want to introduce someone to you."

Before Liu Yuntian could open his mouth to refuse, the woman had already put her slender fingers into her mouth and blew a loud whistle. The sharp whistle pierced the sky and echoed in the mountains.

The next moment, a small and exquisite boat suddenly appeared on the horizon. It could only accommodate one person, but it flew towards this side steadily.

The boat was moving very fast and it flew close in the blink of an eye. On it stood a handsome young man, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, looking very handsome.

"Tat-tat--"

With two soft sounds, the boat disappeared in an instant, and the young man slowly and gracefully floated down from the sky, as light as a fallen leaf, and finally landed steadily on the ground.

The young man took two steps forward and stopped three meters away from Liu Yuntian, then bowed and said, "I..."

As soon as he said this, Liu Yuntian raised his hand to interrupt him and said calmly: "No need to tell me your name. A hero doesn't ask where he came from. Knowing too much is not good for anyone."

As he spoke, Liu Yuntian drew out the long knife from his waist and pressed it against the opponent's neck, saying in a deep voice, "Flying is prohibited in Daliang. Didn't she tell you?"

The young man was stunned, his hands frozen in front of his chest, and turned to look at the woman in confusion, but the woman smiled innocently and stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry, little poet, I forgot."

As he said that, he stepped forward and pushed the long knife away, explaining to the young man: "This is his territory, he is not allowed to fly!"

The young man scratched his head innocently and continued, "But when we came in, we all flew here..."

When the woman heard this, she immediately stepped forward and slapped the man on the head. Then she looked at Liu Yuntian guiltily and explained hastily, "I promise, I landed right after I entered the city and walked all the way here!"

Liu Yuntian stood there with a helpless pout, watching the other person's performance, secretly sighing that his acting was so poor that he almost wrote the words "I'm lying" on his face.

He put away his long sword, walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down, saying: "Airspace is very important. If we let anyone fly over Daliang casually, Daliang will have no secrets at all."

The young man nodded, not quite understanding.

Then, he said to Liu Yuntian: "I am from the Holy Land of Weapon Refining, and I have some questions I would like to ask Brother Shixian."

After saying that, the woman quickly stepped forward and added, "This guy is one of the most talented young men in Zhongzhou! All those things of yours were made by him! Are they useful?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuntian raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and looked at the young man with interest, with a faint smile on his lips: "Oh? That thing was made by you? You have a very good craftsmanship!"