A fast horse rampaged through Xiangcheng, causing hundreds of people to panic and dodge, and then left Xiangcheng and headed south, ignoring the abuse behind it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A few miles away from Xiangcheng, he soon came to the pipe, and the knight rode his fast horse towards his goal, not feeling the imminent arrival of death. Suddenly, in the Pipe Wilderness, sharp iron arrows burst through the air, piercing the knight's throat. The knight's eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell from his horse and kicked up the smoke.

The merchants who went to Xiangcheng around suddenly panicked, and the Xiu Wei guards hired with a lot of money were waiting solemnly. It all happened so suddenly that everyone didn't have time to react. The ladies in the caravan screamed even more, releasing the fear and fear in their hearts.

"Shut up" A calm voice sounded, and dozens of black-robed people appeared around them, and they emerged from the endless wilderness

The timid merchant hides in the center, then the slightly more daring minions, and finally the guards who hold their weapons tightly. Everyone looked at the black-robed men who appeared, and they quickly cleaned the knight's corpse with their hands and feet, and then took out a letter from their bosoms.

"My lord," a black-robed man handed the letter to the man at the head of the group.

The person at the head opened the envelope, and after seeing the appearance inside, his eyes became gloomy, this is the letter sent from the Lu family's mansion this morning.

Lu Qiqian promised to help the prince not compete for the throne, which was against the will of the old man, and naturally he couldn't let the old man know. Therefore, Lu Qiqian knew very well in his heart that there would definitely be people from the old man around him, and he would tell the old man about last night.

"Have you found out your identity?" said the person at the head of the group.

The black robe beside him said coldly, "The soldiers of the city defense army"

The person at the head of "only these" is clearly not satisfied with this answer.

The black robe nodded and said, "That person is too deep to be found."

The person at the head is helpless, after all, he is the old man's person, and obviously he will not be easily exposed. As the patriarch of the Lu family, the old man does not say how terrible his cultivation is, even his strategy is incomparable. After all, how could the clansmen who could sit on the head of the Lu family be just ordinary mediocre people. And the person who can be reused by the old man naturally can't be a memorial.

"What's next," the black robe asked.

The leader looked at the caravan around him, his expression gradually became gloomy, and a cruel smile appeared under the black cloth, and he said softly, "Kill them all, I don't want today's events to spread"

The words of the leader were very soft, like a silent autumn wind, but they made everyone's faces look like ashes. Even the guards who were hired heavily, they showed despair. There were only a few dozen black-robed people around them, far fewer than the guards and servants present.

The murderous aura they displayed frightened these hopeless cultivators, and the two sides were not at the same level at all.

"I beg you to spare us, we won't divulge a word about today," a merchant begged on his knees.

"This is all my wealth, can you let us go," a merchant prayed as he offered all his possessions.

The leader slowly walked to the kneeling merchant with cold eyes, and the caravan guards and slaves unconsciously got out of the way, although it was not their intention, but the people who came put too much pressure on them, and the cold breath was like a cold winter wind, making them feel cold and want to escape.

The merchant trembled and stared at the arrival of the first man, and offered all his wealth with both hands to live, after all, wealth can be earned again if there is no wealth, but there is nothing left without life. The boxes on the carriage were opened one by one, and inside were slowly Chu State gold coins, and those who were shaking in the sunlight could not open their eyes.

The leader looked at the cart full of gold coins, stretched out his hand to stroke it, and looked intoxicated, so that everyone was slightly reassured. Immediately the caravans all around followed suit, praying for their lives in exchange for riches, waiting for the leader to speak and let them go.

"Very good, very good" the leader said happily, looked at the happy businessman next to him, and suddenly slapped the other party's chest, and the businessman immediately flew out upside down, and was already dead when he landed.

The person who "killed" said coldly.

Suddenly, dozens of black-robed people made a move, and the weapons in their hands harvested bright red lives. The maidens cried out in fear, and the slaves scattered and fled, and the guards resisted with difficulty. The scarlet life is constantly flowing, and no one can escape from this place, and the secret shooter continues to harvest those who escape.

"Die," a middle-aged guard shouted, raising the long knife in his hand to burn the true yuan, and slashing towards the black robe led by him.

The black robe led by the leader showed disdain and disdain, and his right hand with black silk stretched out and directly grabbed the opponent's long knife. Even if the sword light and Zhenyuan exploded, they couldn't hurt half of the black robe, and even the corners of the clothes were not cut.

"It's really weak" the black robe said contemptuously, his right hand was slightly exhausted, and the opponent's long knife was suddenly broken, and at the same time, his left hand punched the opponent's chest.

The middle-aged cultivator's face was like ashes to greet the arrival of death, but suddenly a sword light came like lightning.

The sword intent is incomparable, like the wind, coming from all directions.

The black robe was frightened and forcibly used his true yuan to change the movements of his body, and blasted into the middle-aged cultivator's left hand to meet the sword light. The two collided, and the sword light was like starlight shattering, but the sword intent like a raging wind calmed down like a spring breeze. The black robe took a few steps back to stabilize his body, and looked at his bloody left hand.

The sudden change quieted the scene, and the slaughtering black robes also stopped moving, and as the leader looked to the east, there was a young man slowly coming, holding an extremely short sword, his expression calm but also nervous.

The leader of the black robe looked at the young man in white like a torch.

"Do you know me?" the boy asked, apparently seeing the look in his eyes.

The leader of the black robe nodded and said, "I naturally know the second son"