Chang'an finally ushered in the first cooling after the autumn.

The bitter cold wind blew mercilessly into people's hearts like swords and sharp swords. This is a cold wind blowing from the Beidi Plain, even if you are only in Chang'an, you can still feel the wind, snow and frost in the north.

There was no sun in the sky at this time, only gloomy clouds drifting along with the cold wind. Everywhere inside and outside Chang'an is shrouded in a gloomy sky, which makes people feel a little gloomy.

The pedestrians walking in the streets and alleys were wrapped in thick cotton clothes. After autumn, it is the cold winter wax moon, and now this cold wind is just a small fight. Xu Changfeng also put on a padded jacket, he has lived in Chang'an for many years, and such a temperature is nothing.

It's just that the right hand holding the sword is a little cold.

When he came to the gate of the Qingzhu Sword Courtyard, it was no longer occupied by many ornate carriages as before, but by two rows of soldiers in armor and spears.

The students who came to class all hurriedly walked through the door, not daring to linger in the slightest.

When Xu Changfeng passed by these soldiers, he faintly felt a strong murderous aura from them. This is a clear mark left by the countless corpses left after fighting on the battlefield all year round. These people are obviously not the Chang'an Forbidden Army.

For some reason, there seemed to be a very ominous aura in the air.

Xu Changfeng walked into the gate of the Sword Academy, and saw Long Yuxin standing at the door at a glance, at this time she was wrapped in a fur coat, she was in the prime of her youth, and she had a little more mature charm.

Beside her, there are Ma Yan, Wei Changting, Wei Xueying, Lin Tianhan and others...... Like the soldiers outside the Sword Academy, they stood in a row of branches, holding various spiritual swords in their hands.

Long Yuxin saw Xu Changfeng walking into the Sword Courtyard, and hurriedly said, "Xu Changfeng, you don't have to go to morning class today, come and stand here with us and wait for the announcement." ”

Xu Changfeng had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more, and stood at the very end.

Xu Changfeng glanced at the people standing beside him with his spare eyes, and he soon found that the people standing here were all students with excellent grades in the Sword Academy, or people who had performed well in the experience.

Although the final evaluation of the experience has not yet been announced, everyone basically knows who is good and who is bad.

At this moment, a man who looked like an officer walked in, with a sword at his waist and a much brighter color of his armor than the soldiers.

"Are you Long Yuxin?" the officer asked in a deep voice as he walked up to Long Yuxin.

Long Yuxin nodded.

The officer also nodded and walked to the middle, "Let me introduce myself first, my surname is Zheng, and I am a member of the Divine Sword Mansion, and I am also known as Zheng Joiner in the army, so you can call me that." ”

Zheng Shenjun paused and shouted in a low voice, "I gathered you here this time to announce an order to you. On the orders of the imperial court, you will be assigned to the third detachment to carry out this mission, and Long Yuxin is the team. Your task is to stop the enemy cultivators when they encounter them. If there is disobedience to the order, the deserter will be dealt with by military law. Is it all clear?"

"Hear me clearly!" said everyone in unison.

Although there were a lot of cultivators in the Shengshi Dynasty, in the total population, it was less than thirty percent, and there were even fewer high-level cultivators who could eventually be assigned to the army. It is no wonder that the imperial court will seconded cultivators from the Qingzhu Sword Academy to carry out the task.

In fact, every year, the imperial court selects a group of potential cultivators to be assigned to the army to go out on missions, with the purpose of cultivating them into generals who can serve the imperial court. In other words, in today's mission, their group is just a bystander.

Because of this, Zheng Senjun didn't have much hope for these genius cultivators of the Qingzhu Sword Academy. They are all little dolls, who have ever experienced how cruel it is to fight on the battlefield?

"Hmm. Zheng Senjun nodded and said, "Let me briefly explain the task. Last night, in a village called Daoxiang Village outside Chang'an City, a group of bandits invaded, they set fire to the village, slaughtered the villagers, until early this morning, a surviving escape of the villager came to report the case, the court did not learn about the matter. The imperial court ordered that the Divine Sword Mansion should send surprise soldiers to eliminate this group of bandits and rescue the villagers in the shortest possible time. Considering that there might be cultivators among the bandits, Pyle and others came to help in the battle. After hearing clearly, everyone is off right away!"

After Zheng Shenjun finished speaking, he quickly left the Sword Academy. Long Yuxin didn't dare to hesitate, and led everyone out. The two rows of soldiers who were standing outside the sword courtyard before had already galloped away from afar, and Zheng Senjun mounted his horse and also galloped after him.

Fortunately, these people were all cultivators, and with the help of the spiritual power in their bodies, they could barely keep up with their pace.

Everyone left Chang'an City as fast as they could, marching rapidly through the cold forest paths. The army of the Divine Sword Mansion can march dozens of miles every day, but the cultivators of the Qingzhu Sword Academy can't do it. They are young themselves, and they rarely exercise, they only rely on spiritual power to refine their bodies, and once their spiritual power is seriously depleted, their speed will also slow down.

Zheng Senjun noticed this, but didn't say anything.

The march was also a test for them. If we can't even keep up with this distance and speed, then what kind of battlefield is there to talk about killing the enemy? To do this kind of thing of killing the enemy in vain, it is better to go to the north to build the Great Wall.

Seeing that Daoxiang Village was close at hand, the speed of the march slowed down. At this time, it was the rice harvest season, and the fields on both sides were covered with large golden ears of rice.

Suddenly, the team at the forefront stopped walking, and everyone couldn't help but poke their heads out in curiosity to look ahead. It was a bloody scene, beside the road, in the fields, everywhere there were corpses, and the blood stained the soil a dark red.

It was the first time for many students to see such a scene, and they couldn't help but be frightened and retched. Zheng Senjun looked at everyone's faces, and soon stopped at Xu Changfeng, who was at the bottom. It is not the first time Xu Changfeng has seen such a scene, relatively speaking, he is much calmer, and Ma Yan is also a little calm.

"The first team, the second team, go to clear out the bandits. The third team went to the houses to rescue the surviving villagers. ”

With Zheng Senjun's order, soldiers in armor rushed into the mountains and forests with guns. According to the intelligence of the spies, the bandits did not go far.

Xu Changfeng and Long Yuxin reacted quickly, but Wei Xueying and the others were a little sluggish. Although they have seen corpses, this scene is not just a few corpses. The hideous, fearful expressions of the villagers before they died were all intact on their faces.

Xu Changfeng and Long Yuxin continued to go deeper, and Ma Yan also caught up behind them.

The corpses of villagers were littered along the way. There were even some dead women who did not even put on their clothes, and their bodies were exposed to the cold wind, presumably insulted by others before they died. The surrounding houses also showed signs of burning, and there were even a few charred corpses pressed in the rubble.

"These beasts!" Long Yuxin clenched the hilt of his sword in his right hand and gritted his teeth.

"Senior Sister Long, ......" Ma Yan looked at Long Yuxin in surprise. At this time, her expression was as resentful as if she had the hatred of killing her father.

"When I was very young, my mother committed suicide after being humiliated by bandits. Long Yuxin's eyes were confused, "If I wasn't young at the time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to keep my ......."

Xu Changfeng said in a low voice: "These people should be killed!"

"That's right, they shouldn't be living in this world. Long Yuxin gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Big boss, did you hear, these little dolls want to kill us!" At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from behind the three of them, and they all looked back.

Behind them, there were nearly ten bandits, one of whom was a man wearing a hat, holding a long sword in one hand and a silver-white fragment in the other.

"It's a bandit!" said Long Yu resentfully.

"Brothers, this girl is good enough, if any of you dare to hurt her, see if I don't want your life. The man with the hat shouted in a low voice.

As the words fell, several of the thieves beside him raised their long swords and came towards the three of them.

"Sonorous!"

Long Yuxin instantly pulled out the thin sword in his hand and stabbed at the oncoming bandit. It's not the first time she's experienced this kind of fighting scene, so her movements seem to be very smooth and skillful.

As bright red blood flowed out, a bandit had died.

Long Yuxin hurriedly turned around and stabbed a sword into the chest of the bandit behind him who was trying to sneak attack. On the blade of the sword, a faint burst of sword qi shot out. She was already a third-order peak cultivator, and half of her foot had stepped into the fourth-order Divine Realm.

"This girl is ruthless enough, spicy enough, Lao Tzu likes it!" said the man with a hat, put the silver fragment into his arms, pulled out the blade of his sword and shouted, "You go and deal with those two wastes, let Lao Tzu personally meet this girl!"

I saw that on the blade of the man in the hat, several lines of incomparably bright sword qi were wrapped.

Xu Changfeng couldn't help but be slightly surprised, "Fourth-order cultivator?"