When Mu Fan woke up, he was lying on a large rock. He remembered the strange man and immediately sat up from the ground. Looking around, he was the only one around.

He felt a little panicked in his thighs, reached out and touched it, and there was a cold texture in his hands. He took the thing in front of him, it was the mountain and river order!

Mu Fan hurriedly put the token into the ring and stood up.

"Eighty percent of the token was given to me by that weird man, but why did he do it?"

Mu Fan paced back and forth, countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

"The weird man may have been sent by Master, and he was secretly helping me. His strength is so strong, what is the relationship between him and Master, a friend, a subordinate, or an exchange of interests?"

can talk to others to death, Mu Fan is the first time in his life to see it. The possibility of subordinates is smaller, and the possibility of friends and interests exchange is greater.

Mu Fan took out the map, the outfit on his body changed to the uniform of the disciple of the Sword Sect, and the sword flew into the air, overlooking the area. Compare the characteristics of this forest and carefully identify your location.

When he flew into the air, he found that the true yuan in his body was more pure than before. The increase in the quantity and quality of Zhenyuan is intuitively reflected in the speed at which he flies.

Mu Fan was a little depressed, when he first broke through to the early stage of the Qi Sea Realm, he didn't know the reason. Today's breakthrough to the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm is also inexplicable.

However, a breakthrough in strength is a good thing after all, and he flew around for a while. It didn't take long to find his location in the forest on the map. Now that the token is in hand, there's no need to stay here anymore.

He turned around and headed for Xiangzhou at full speed. The slightly tighter uniform of the Sword Sect made Mu Fan's body even more erect, and he stood on the sword, and a sharp aura came out of his body.

He flew over the woods, but none of the spirit beasts did anything to hurt him. He had foreseen this scene, and he believed that since the strange man had saved him, he would save him completely.

The powerful spirit beasts in the forest were all curled up, and many of them still had new injuries on their bodies. These wounds were all of their own making, and they were supposed to be told by the strange man.

Generally speaking, the days of rushing are always boring, but if there are many new things to do along the way, this tedium will be diluted a lot.

Mu Fan heard a lot of new things, and the most powerful thing was the great changes in Qizhou's officialdom.

In one night, there were twelve seven-rank county orders for Rome, and four five-rank county orders for suicide. It is said that the case also involved two guards, and it seems that because of corruption, both guards hanged themselves.

The news is accurate, as for whether the guard general and the county order committed suicide in fear of crime, Mu Fan can't be sure. He felt that the possibility of these dozen people still being "killed by suicide" was relatively high.

In the past few days, not only has the officialdom been shaken, but the rivers and lakes have also shuffled their cards. The Tiger Roar faction was wiped out, and it was also destroyed by the imperial court, and the crime seemed to be bribing the imperial court officials. The heads of the people hanging on the city wall show the power of justice.

It's nothing if the officials are dead, and it's nothing if the Tiger Roar faction is dead. But among the officials who had the accident, there was the one who helped Mu Fan deliver the message, and the leader of the Tiger Roar faction was also killed by Mu Fan.

Mu Fan didn't believe that this was a coincidence, it was clear that someone was killing him for him. This person has a strong influence in the imperial court, and it is very likely that he has never met his senior brother Huo Wujia.

What's new is not only that, a large number of refugees poured into Xiangzhou Qianren City. These refugees are not like the kind that Mu Fan mixed into, many of them are mobs who occupy the mountains as kings, and the purpose of going to Qianren City is also very clear - to rebel!

Someone in Qianren City took the lead in rebellion and killed the city lord and all the guards. Now entrenched in Qianren City, the leader seems to be not satisfied, and gathers a large number of mobs, preparing to attack the adjacent Falling Snow City.

The destination of Mu Fan's trip was Luoxue City, where Song Changgeng and Hu Junge were still on a mission. If the rebels attack Falling Snow City, I don't know how many things will happen in the meantime.

The imperial court did not allow the rebels to develop, and I heard that they had been sending troops to attack Qianren City. I don't know what happened, the imperial army was losing and retreating, and the rebels were getting more and more powerful, which attracted a large number of mobs to gather.

Mu Fan heard his grandfather say that although Dongze's internal affairs are chaotic, the army should not be underestimated. For example, all the forces today dare not fight against Dongze alone, but this empire will be divided and dying in the increasingly violent internal friction in less than a hundred years when it is going to decline on its own.

Grandpa's vision was very accurate, and Mu Fan heard that the rebels had been exterminated before he arrived in Falling Snow City. In order to warn the world and let all forces keep to themselves, the court announced to the world that it would be publicly executed.

It wasn't until Mu Fan read the notice of the imperial court that he knew that the rebel leader was Wen Cheng. He used to think that Uncle Wen was a killing god, but it seemed that he still underestimated this person.

A person against a person with a huge empire, this person is absolutely stupid to the extreme. Such fools are rare, but they are often the ones who achieve great things.

Unfortunately, the risk of rebellion is too high, and not necessarily one of the thousand rebels will succeed. Uncle Wen failed to become one in a thousand, he belonged to the group of people who failed.

In order to observe the punishment this time, the imperial court sent a large army to be stationed in Xiangzhou, which originally had only a million garrisons, and three times as many troops poured in at once, whether it was in the sky or underground, there were army reconnaissance.

Mu Fan couldn't save Uncle Wen, and sending him on his last journey was the only thing he could do. He honestly obeyed the command of the soldiers and arrived at the place where he was to observe the execution step by step.

It was a large open space, a circular square paved with blue bricks, and a raised platform in the center. The high platform is black, symbolizing the majesty and inviolability of the law of the land.

There were many kneeling people on the stage, most of them with their heads bowed, as if they were ashamed of being stared at and executed. There was a man in the center of these people with his head up, his eyes full of disdain.

Mu Fan recognized him, he was the killing god, the fool.

Wen Cheng had a bit of fortitude on his face, even though his body was covered with scars, he was still arrogant. He was a loser, a coward, but he didn't take the king seriously at all.

This is the kind of person who will not be defeated, because there is no word of submission in his life. There was no way to hurt him except physical destruction.

The warden looked at Wen Cheng with a gloomy face, he couldn't understand where the arrogance of this dying man came from. In fact, it's normal for him to not understand, because he is a soft bone, a soft bone that dogs don't eat.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the warden threw out a token. The executioner raised his head and squirted a sip of wine on the knife, which was like scattered pearls in the sun, and the blade of the knife was as bright as a divine weapon.

Mu Fan was very sorry, and regretted that Wen regretted that he had chosen such a path of no return. He looked at the crowd on the execution ground, the cultivators didn't care whether he lived or died, some of the ordinary people were full of fear, some were holding back the anger in their hearts, some had closed their eyes early, but fortunately there was no numbness!

A piercing grinding sound came into Mu Fan's ears, interrupting his observation. He looked at the high platform again, the black platform was already a little shorter.

A smooth cut appeared in the high platform, and someone cut it off with a knife or sword!

Mu Fan searched around for the half-height platform, and finally found its traces directly above his head. A man held up a high platform and drove away with a flying sword on his feet, like a god in the hot sun.

The defenders of the imperial court reacted immediately, and the powerful generals rushed over in the lead, and their soldiers also rushed over like a tide.

Out of the crowd suddenly appeared a large number of people, all dressed in the clothes of ordinary people. It seems that he heard someone's order, and he quickly joined the battle group.

This kind of scene was something that no one expected, although the imperial court sent a large army to garrison Xiangzhou, they actually didn't think that something would happen.

The imperial court sent a large army to come, ostensibly to maintain the smooth observation of the execution, but in fact it took the opportunity to show off its fists to the major forces. But someone dared to rob the Dharma field under such circumstances, which was clearly a deliberate provocation to the imperial court.

The aftermath of the battle lifted the clothes on Mu Fan's body, and he hurriedly ran behind the half-high platform to prevent being injured by mistake.

As the so-called gods fight, mortals suffer. From time to time, someone falls from the sky and smashes holes in the ground. Some people who are unlucky are smashed squarely, and the bones and tendons that don't hit the vital ones are broken, and the ones who hit the vital points are directly killed.

The crowd scattered and fled, and soon there was a stampede. In practice, people can still fly into the air, and the people and people can only wait to trample others to death or be trampled to death.

Mu Fan flew his sword into the air to prevent himself from becoming a dead soul at his feet. At the same time, he paid attention to the changes on the field, hoping that Wen Cheng would have a chance to escape from here.

The battle between the two sides in the air tends to be white-hot, with the army having the advantage in numbers, but the other group has the lead, and the outcome is unknown.

At Mu Fan's feet were the wailing and screaming of ordinary people, and above his head was the desperate battle of the men and horses on both sides. A purgatory scene, how it seems to be in the world!

"Kill them quickly, and don't let any of them go!" the warden hid behind his chair, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly "human rain" fell from the sky, and it smashed on the head of the prison officer. After the "human rain" ended, the prison officer had already merged with the corpses of those people, and they were blended together.

Mu Fan saw that the group had abandoned most of the prisoners and only taken a few with them. Fortunately, Wen Cheng was one of those people.

Originally, this group of people had to fight and be distracted to protect many prisoners, so they could not get rid of the army. Now that most of the prisoners were abandoned, the situation changed dramatically. They quickly gained the upper hand and slaughtered the army's men and horses.

Every time the army tried to form a military formation, it was destroyed by thieves before it could take shape. They can only hope that reinforcements from other cities will arrive soon, and then they will be able to fight back. But what they were waiting for was not reinforcements, but thieves who came to meet them.

The army immediately changed its strategy and used procrastination. These soldiers are not novices who have just entered the battlefield, they are all veterans, and they all have real skills when they start fighting.

The soldiers wanted to drag it, but the thieves didn't want to drag it. The thieves first feigned a large-scale attack, and then quickly withdrew. The soldiers tentatively pursued and were ambushed every time.

At this time, many sergeants had a judgment on this group of thieves, and they were not loose temporary groups, but well-disciplined organizations.

"The night is coming to an end, Dongze is dead, Xuanmen is destroyed, and the world is peaceful!"

This sentence echoed in the heavens and the earth, and everyone heard it, but no one found the speaker.

Mu Fan's breath froze, because he had heard this sound several times some time ago. Although he didn't find the strange man, he was pretty sure that the voice was made by the strange man.

Hearing this, many soldiers gasped. This sentence was scary twelve years ago, and too many people have died because of it.