It was night, and the breeze sent away a little light cloud, revealing a crescent moon like a hook, hanging in the blue sky.

Under the moonlight, the capital of the Great Cloud Empire was surging, and a group of forbidden troops entered the city through the east gate, and the open fire stubbornly surrounded the mansion of the emperor Zaifu.

Bang –

The military general who led the team ordered someone to knock open the door, but the elderly Zaifu had already led the crowd to wait in the courtyard, and when he saw the comer, he sighed and sighed: "Your Majesty knows no one and knows no one, and he is fortunate to be a traitor, and he ignores the country......

"Lord Zaifu, don't be so strange, the Holy Lord's order has been issued, and the nine clans will be exterminated, and the only thing that will be done in the end will be the responsibility to carry out, and I also ask Lord Zaifu to forgive me and generously go to Huangquan Road. ”

When—

The general threw a long sword in front of Zaifu, and then hugged his fist at him, saying no more.

The forbidden troops who came in one after another surrounded Zaifu's family and servants.

"No matter what, no matter what, even if you don't die well, you can be regarded as having a clear name!"

Zaisuke picked up the sword, and the old hand stroked the sword back and forth a few times, and then—

Suddenly, he stepped forward with his sword raised and stabbed at the general, causing the women present to scream.

Qiang –

The general stepped back, and one of the guards beside him drew his sword to block the blow, bursting out with sparks.

"Kill him!" commanded the general.

When the guard heard this, he didn't think much about it, after all, the person in front of him was just a Huafa old man, and it didn't make him feel jealous, so he stepped forward with his sword and stabbed Zaifu.

The hand rises, the sword falls, and the blood is sprinkled—

Yes!

In one fell swoop, the guards screamed in pain, and one of his arms was severed and fell to the ground. Zaisuke stood in the middle of the field, reflected in the blood.

"Rubbish!" the general cursed, pulled out the sword of the soldier next to him, and took a few steps forward to meet Zaisuke's sword.

The military general is not the previous guard, he was trained in blood and fire, and after a few moves, Zaifu was kicked to the ground by him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Sir!" cried out.

"Send them on their way!"

The general picked up his sword, and at the sound of an order, the soldier moved.

For a moment, the sounds of begging for mercy, cries, cursing, blood and firelight, and confused figures were intertwined.

"Stop it!" A roar of anger didn't know how it came from such a big force, and immediately drank everyone in the field, the soldiers who were originally killing with knives stopped, and the panicked master and servant of the Meng family also stopped crying and screaming.

A figure, with a long body, hair in a high bun, with a sword on his back, stood on the roof of the main hall, a gust of wind floated, flying a few locks of green silk.

"The third uncle is back, the third uncle is back!" exclaimed a little girl who was still wiping her snot in surprise.

"The Third Young Master is back, the Third Young Master is back!" the servants cheered.

"Blindfolding...... He's dusty!"

Among the soldiers, they also recognized the person on the beam, who was the third grandson of Meng Zaifu, the legendary Meng Shaoxia who went to the wilderness to ask for immortals - Meng Chen.

"What is it called, it was just right to come back, Your Majesty's order is to exterminate the Nine Clans, and it just happens that all of them have been gathered!" When the military general saw Meng Chen, he was also a little panicked in his heart, for fear that he would succeed in cultivating immortals.

"Dust, you...... Why did you come back?" asked Zaisuke, who was being guarded by the family, coughing up blood, weakly.

Although he knew that his grandson went to ask for immortals, but in this world, there are no immortals, but they are all charlatans and warlocks, just like the one who bewitches the saint.

"Cultivating immortals has achieved a little success, since he should return to his homeland to respect his relatives, he did not expect this situation, it is really a blessing and a curse. Meng Chen was answering Zaifu's words, but his eyes were staring at the general, and his words were full of coldness.

Hearing Meng Chen's "Cultivating Immortals is a little successful", everyone in the Meng family showed joy, and the soldiers in various places in the field reacted differently, and without waiting for the order, they retreated and stood behind the general.

"A bunch of rubbish!" the military general scolded secretly, drew his sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Mengcheng, and said, "You said that you are successful in cultivating immortals, that is, you are successful? If you want to use such a trick to intimidate me and others, it is delusional, I advise you to ambush yourself as soon as possible, so as not to suffer from Ling Chi after I am caught!"

"Heh, then catch me and try it!" Meng Chen sneered, and came to the courtyard leisurely from the top, pulling out the Yunshui Sword, the sound of the Yunshui Sword coming out of the sheath was crisp and bright, and under the moonlight, it reflected a cold glow.

"Pick up!" the general shouted, followed by a sword stab, his wrist turned flexibly, and the shadow of the sword fell into the eyes of ordinary people very chaotic, but Meng Chen could clearly distinguish where his attack point was, with one hand behind his back, he easily fought and retreated, blocking one blow after another.

In a few breaths, the two have exchanged more than a dozen moves, although the dust is still easy to deal with, but it has been tested by the generals.

Both stopped attacking.

"Heh, this is your 'Cultivating Immortals with a Little Success'? What a humble 'Slightly Small Success'!" the military general shouted, "It's just a martial arts master, there is nothing extraordinary, give it to me, hack him to death!"

Meng Chen's heart sank, and he originally wanted to pretend to be an immortal cultivator with his good martial arts, but who expected that it would be exposed in such a short period of time, but at this moment, he couldn't admit that he was fooling, and immediately said coldly: "I see who dares!"

The soldiers, who had heard some small movements of the order, were frightened by this and stopped their movements.

Bang!

The general picked up a soldier beside him and kicked it forward, and said angrily: "Give it to me!"

"Ahh

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, the other soldiers also rushed up, and the swords and guns in their hands all greeted the dust.

The lieutenant also took a few steps and rushed forward.

Bang, poof, bang......

The sword is out, splitting, slashing, stabbing, teasing, hanging, pointing, wiping, racking, blocking......

Meng Chen said and asked for immortals, but in the past few years, he has actually walked the rivers and lakes, Rao is like this, and he has never used so many tricks in a battle.

A sweeping sword forced the soldier in front of him to take a step back.

"Dusty, why resist, wouldn't it be nice to go on the road with your family?" ha!" the general laughed wildly.

Meng Chen looked at it, only then did he find that his grandfather and grandmother and other relatives had fallen in a pool of blood, and the general's hand was carrying the little girl who had just called his third uncle, she was pressed by the sword on her neck, her big eyes were full of horror and tears, looking at Meng Chen, but she was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

"Let her go!" shouted Dust.

"Let her go, okay! but before that......"

Whew—

Before the words were finished, the general's hand holding the sword was slowly forced, and then the arm was withdrawn little by little, and the sharp swordsman easily cut through the little girl's delicate skin, and then cut the artery, and blood gushed out-

"Bastard!" Meng Chen looked at the little girl's twisted little face, and was furious with the abuse, and was about to rush over with the sword that was still dripping blood.

Qiang –

The adjutant general drew his sword to stop him, and the other soldiers continued to rush forward.

The angry Meng Chen lost a little reason at this time, plus he had suffered some injuries before, and his physical strength was not good, so he was forced to fall behind more and more.

Poof-

The sound of the steel knife entering the flesh, the adjutantant's big knife slashed into Dust's chest, leaving a terrifying wound, and also cut off the small tower necklace that Dusty carried on his chest.

Blood flew in the air in an arc trajectory and crashed into the small tower that also flew out.

Buzz –

In an instant, the small tower emitted a white light and bloomed in the courtyard, and everyone was so stung by the white light that they were busy covering their eyes, only the dust stared blankly at the small tower floating in front of them.