As soon as Old Man Zhao returned to the courtyard, Zhao Yun ran over.

"Grandpa, what's going on outside?"

Old man Zhao didn't answer, took Zhao Yun's hand and went straight to the house, and hurriedly locked the door.

"There were a few masked weirdos in the village just now, I'm afraid it's not good!"

The woman was about to stuff the dry food sent by Zhao Yun into the package, and when she heard what Old Man Zhao said, her face turned pale instantly, and she said lightly: "It's still here." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, those people are the ones who hunted you down, right?"

The woman nodded, turned around and squatted down, and said to the little girl, "You stay here with your grandfather and brother, and your sister goes out to lure them away, and then comes back to you, okay?"

"No, I don't want to be here alone, I'm going to go with my sister. The little girl cried and shook her head.

"My sister won't leave, I'll be back after a while, listen to my sister, wait here obediently, don't you still have my brother with you." The woman held her little face and whispered comfort.

The woman held the sword and arched her hand: "Please, uncle." ”

"Sister, I'll go with you. Zhao Yun shouted beside him

"What are you going to do, nonsense!" Old man Zhao glared at Zhao Yun, then turned to the woman and said:

"Girl, there are a lot of them, and if you go, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky, so let's leave quickly with your sister. ”

As soon as he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Old man Zhao, hurry up, let's go!

The tone of the person outside the door was urgent, and the old man Zhao hurriedly opened the door, and saw an old woman panting with a panicked expression.

"Big sister, don't be in a hurry and say slowly, what's going on outside!"

"Those people said they were looking for two women, one big and one young, and when they asked who couldn't answer, they gave it directly... Saying that, she made a gesture to wipe her neck, and the old woman seemed to be frightened, and her words were excited, "You hurry up and leave with your grandson, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

Hearing what the old woman said, the woman couldn't bear it anymore, and when she was about to go out of the door, she was stopped by the old man Zhao.

"Old man Zhao, who is she?" the old woman looked at the woman with puzzled eyes.

"She, a descendant of the king's shopkeeper in the town, came to receive herbs today. Old man Zhao reacted quickly, but fortunately, the little girl was short and was blocked inside, otherwise she would have been exposed.

"Then old man Zhao, hurry up and pack your things and take your grandson away. After saying that, he panicked and left.

As soon as the old woman walked on her front foot, an afterimage passed by, and the woman had already rushed out.

Old man Zhao paused for a moment, then looked back at Zhao Yun who was holding the little girl, his face was bitter, and he sighed, he already knew in his heart that those people could be so heavy-handed, I am afraid it will be difficult to be good today.

"Ah Yun, you take the little girl to the back mountain path and wait for me at the Xilai Inn in the town. Old man Zhao said in a solemn tone.

"What about you, grandpa?"

"Those people killed their lives in vain, they can't just be left at that, I want to seek justice with the villagers!"

Zhao Yun nodded silently, although he also wanted to help, but he was a child after all, and he had a little sister by his side, he knew very well what to do now.

Old man Zhao packed the dry food and clothes, hollowed out the incense burner on the case, and took out a light blue diamond-shaped jade from it.

"When you get to the inn, you will report your grandfather's name and let them open a room for you, and I will settle the bill when I arrive. Then, he put the light blue jade in Dashan's hand and held it tightly, "This is a relic left to you by your mother back then, you take good care of it, and you must not lose it." ”

Standing on the trail in the back mountain, looking at his grandfather's slightly hunched back, Zhao Yun's nose was a little sour, he hadn't figured out the situation today, but the attitude and atmosphere of the people around him gave him a faint sense of sadness.

The trail in the back mountain is very narrow, it is the only way for a few people in the village who can hunt, there are some shrubs and weeds on both sides of the path, and there are many big trees that Zhao Yun does not know the name of, this kind of tree will bloom a spike of purple flowers in summer, now the flowers have gone, but the leaves are unusually luxuriant, leaving only a few gaps for the sun to penetrate, such an environment, so that the little girl is afraid, Zhao Yun let her put her hands around her neck and hang in front of her.

Suddenly, a faint buzzing sound came overhead, and through the gaps in the dense foliage, a person could be faintly seen moving in the air on a windmill boat, as if he was looking for something.

It should be the mask man that grandpa said, Zhao Yun suppressed the tension that rose in his heart, thought about it calmly, turned his head to make a shushing gesture to the little girl, and quickly got into the bushes next to the path.

When Old Man Zhao arrived at the entrance of the village, there were already two more corpses lying in the huge open space, and Zhao Dayong's neck was being pinched in the hands of the masked leader, and the villagers were indignant but did not dare to make a sound.

"Say, where are the people!" said the masked leader's hoarse voice.

"I... Don't live ... Where does the heat come from... Zhao Dayong snorted with difficulty, "It's just ... Accommodation... Also... Not a household... Gu sued you... ”

The masked leader let go of his hand, and instead grabbed the clothes on Zhao Dayong's chest and said coldly: "You are not afraid of death, don't you care if other people live or die?"

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Dayong laughed and glared, "You rats hide your heads and show your tails, slaughter my fellow villagers, and have formed an indissoluble enmity with more than 40 people in my Fengnian Village, do you think your obscenity can make us succumb?

"Then you will die!"

The masked leader's arm was covered with green tendons, and he was about to crush Zhao Dayong's neck, when suddenly a cold light appeared in the crowd, and a figure attacked the masked leader with sword light.

The masked leader retreated decisively, but Zhao Dayong had already fallen to the ground with a limp.

As soon as the woman put away the sword, a figure snatched it over, gently picked up Zhao Dayong on the ground, and hurriedly touched the door on her neck, but there was no pulse.

"Sword cultivation and wind cultivation, Yi Jin mid-stage, weapon spirit sword snow bamboo, sect Xuanjian Gate, has been destroyed seventeen years ago. The masked leader said slowly in a hoarse voice.

Hearing the other party tell her bottom line, the woman felt a chill in her heart, the other party had already seen through herself, but she didn't know who the other party was and what her purpose was.

"Who are you, and why do you want to exterminate us, if you are here for me, take my life!" the woman asked sharply.

"Hmph, you're just a lost dog, what do you want, what I want is the female doll of the Shu family, hand her over, and I'll make your death look better!"

Fu Feng shook his head slightly, and said with a resolute face: "I will not hand over people, my wife has the grace of knowing me, these villagers have a love for me, I not only want to protect them today, but also avenge my wife!"

"Just you?"

As soon as the masked leader's words fell, Fufeng had already jumped up with his sword.

Under the reflection of the sunlight, the Snow Bamboo Sword drew a series of crystal-white phantoms in the air, and the phantoms fused into a shuttle-like sword light, heading straight for the masked leader's face door.

The sword light came instantly, but the masked leader was as calm as usual, raised his right hand, and with a slight grip, he held the sword light in his hand, and then there was a soft bang, and the sword light shattered and disappeared into the air.

"Although he has a spirit sword in his hand, he is stupid and can't measure his strength!" The masked leader stretched out his hand and pointed forward and said in a deep voice: "In addition to the target, kill!"

After a short fight just now, Fu Feng already knew that the strength of the masked leader could not be underestimated, and when he heard that the other party had ordered a big killing, Fu Feng had no intention of testing the other party's depth and then planning countermeasures, and the hilt of his sword was clenched tightly to meet the masked people who rushed over.

The masked leader ordered the others to be slaughtered, but he kept staring at Fufeng, and when he saw Fufeng blocking it, his figure flashed, and he instantly rushed to Fufeng, and before Fufeng could see the other party's figure clearly, he had already spit blood from his mouth, flew upside down, and fell heavily to the ground.

Another teleportation, the masked leader has arrived in front of Fufeng.

"Ants still dare to resist!"

Then he made a fist with his right hand, slowly recovering his strength, and a pale yellow light flowed above his fist. The internal strength is released externally, which is a strength characteristic that only has the level of physical cultivation at the pulse level.

Seeing the streamer on the opponent's fist, Fufeng gently closed his eyes, but at the moment when the fist was about to attack, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong momentum poured out from Fufeng's body, sweeping in all directions.

Feeling the sudden changes on Fu Feng's body, the masked leader quickly retreated, and the rest of the masked people also stopped their movements, and when they looked again, they saw that Fu Feng had already stood up, his head was full of green silk and no wind, his eyes were full of blue light, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were like a witch descending into the world.

"Soul cultivator! you turned out to be a soul body dual cultivator!" the masked leader was shocked.

Fu Feng's body slowly rose, and then his lips opened slightly, and he said something, and a series of winding rays of light shot out from his body, stretching out in all directions like tentacles, and the air around him seemed to crack, making a cracking sound, and time seemed to stand still, and the masked leader found that his blood spirit power could not function for a while.

The Snow Bamboo Sword floated quietly in front of Fufeng's body, the sword body vibrated and emitted a clanging sound, and then the cold light of the sword body flourished, turning into pieces of crystal snowflakes, like a cold current in the nine heavens, shrouding the masked leader.

I don't know when, the masked leader has a small red crossbow in his hand, and a click sounds, and a golden light splits into two streams, spiraling towards Fufeng floating in the air...