In a dense forest somewhere outside Jiayuan City, a figure slowly walked out. He was covered in black clothes and couldn't see his true appearance. However, his movements were steady and his aura was domineering.
He coughed slightly, and suddenly, the surrounding dense forest was filled with shadows. Hundreds of similarly masked figures in black quickly rushed out, bowed to the former and said: "Greetings to the master."
"Is everyone here?" The host asked directly without talking nonsense.
"Master, all 108 members of the Blood Guard Battalion are here." One of them, or the leader, immediately replied.
"Very good." The host nodded and said coldly,
"I have raised you for so many years, and tonight is the time to see the results. Someone else will be responsible for rescuing the hostages. You have only one mission, and that is to kill. There is no target, but they are all targets. No matter whether you are male, female, old or young, leave no one behind.
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"I obey my orders."
"Set off……"
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Mofu,
It was silent at this time. After a busy day, it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep.
Most of the lights in the inner house, front hall and other rooms were extinguished, and the light became increasingly dimmer.
Suddenly, there was a very slight sound on the roof somewhere. Although it was very small, it was particularly clear in this extremely quiet environment.
"Damn it, have those intelligence guys got their brains kicked? This is clearly a warehouse, not a dungeon at all." On the roof, a figure put down the tiles in his hand and cursed in a low voice.
"Have you found it? Do you want my help?"
"No, I'll do it myself..."
A strange voice suddenly sounded behind him. The man in black responded subconsciously, but suddenly realized, no, who is this? For a moment, a chill went straight down his spine, and he almost fell down without paying attention. However, when he turned his head,
Looking back, all I saw was pitch black. Where was anyone?
"Who? Who is teasing me?"
"Ha" he was answered with a sneer, mixed with a hint of ridicule, and then a gust of evil wind hit him. The man in black felt like he had been slashed on the back of his head and passed out.
"It's already the seventh one. It's a pity that Master has to keep him alive, and he doesn't know what to do?" A whisper came from the darkness again, without any nervousness, as if he had just caught a chicken, as relaxed and natural as possible.
"boom……"
But at this moment, a loud noise was heard suddenly from the gate, instantly breaking the silence of the Mo Mansion. The next moment, shouts of death shook the sky, and dozens of black-clothed masked guests with weapons in their hands came.
They filed in. At the same time, figures appeared on the surrounding courtyard walls, all of them leaping high and flying down.
"Wash the Mo Mansion with blood, leave no one behind, kill..." A cold shout came, and all the people in black rushed away, in the direction of the inner house.
However, after more than a hundred figures fell to the ground after browsing the inner wall, a sound of "thumping" sounded from the darkness. After a closer look, it turned out to be flying arrows all over the sky, densely shooting towards them.
"No, there's an ambush. Get out of the way..."
Someone hurriedly yelled a reminder, but unfortunately, it was too late. From the darkness on the other side, the second round of arrow rain struck again, and on the other side, the third round.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying arrows from three directions swept over like locusts. Is there any place to hide? For a time, there were shouts of curses and screams.
"Nothing can be done, retreat quickly..." When the man in black saw what was happening, he knew something was wrong and shouted again. Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was hit by an arrow in the heart and fell to the ground.
"Okay, stop."
Suddenly a voice came from the inner house, and all the archers immediately drew their bows and stood up. The next moment, a figure slowly walked out, it was Mo Juren.
Looking at the dead and wounded men in black in front of them, he couldn't help but order with some pain: "Have someone bandage them, try not to die."
There are more than a hundred people, all of whom are second-rate experts. Naturally, some people will escape by chance, but after all, they are only a few, and the majority of them are those who remain and cannot escape.
Mo Juren took another look and nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself, what a good material, I can finally let go and do something big in the future. I also need to thank Brother Ouyang for his generosity, otherwise, where would he find it?
So many people practicing martial arts?
Unlike him, Ouyang Feitian was about to explode in a street outside Mo Mansion at this moment. It was obviously a silent sneak attack, why was it ambushed in advance, and almost all the Blood Guard Battalion was lost. This is the strongest weapon in his hand
A power that had been secretly cultivated for many years, during which time no one knew how much money and material resources were spent, was just gone, and my heart was bleeding.
The traitor must be the traitor. Damn it, don't let yourself find him, otherwise he will be cut into pieces.
And Mo Juren, when did he become so scary? He was able to plant eyes around him? You know, this operation is top secret. Except for himself and a few direct disciples, no one knows the inside story. Even the Blood Guard Camp
It was also given at short notice today, and the goal was only known a moment before the action.
"By the way, disciple!" Ouyang Feitian suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly changed wildly. Why didn't the disciples who entered Mo Mansion to rescue Wu Jianming come back yet? Could it be that something unexpected happened to them too?
Looking at the dark door of Mo Mansion in the distance, it looked like a giant mouth of a monster, waiting for his entry.
At this moment, he hesitated. It was obvious that he was completely defeated tonight, and it would not help if he went in again. He would even risk his own life.
If the guess was correct, the traitor was most likely one of several disciples, which chilled him even more. Nothing made people more resentful than the betrayal of one of his own.
Forget it, since you can't afford me, don't blame me for being heartless. As for the other people who have been wronged, don't worry, I will avenge you sooner or later.
After finding a reason to convince himself, he glanced at the door of Mo Mansion in front of him again unwillingly, and then he felt cruel and told the remaining men to flee in confusion.
On the roof, Han Li watched this scene from a distance with cold eyes, but did not pursue him. He was also pondering in his heart. Master's refusal to allow him to take Ouyang Feitian's life might have another deeper meaning.
Are you deliberately maintaining the balance between the major forces in Lanzhou, or are you afraid of something?
Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, he has already felt how powerful he is. In comparison, no matter how many mortals there are, they are just ants and no match at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that with the two masters and apprentices joining forces, it would be easy to defeat the three major gangs in Lanzhou. In this case, the master still chooses to be patient, and there must be taboos.
Such a being can be guessed without even thinking; he must be a cultivator of immortality.
Unfortunately, he is still ignorant about immortal cultivators and doesn't know much about it. Master never talks about it, and every time he asks, he just says that the time has not come.
Timing, when is the right time?
"Brother, it turns out you are hiding here!" But at this moment, a clear and sweet voice suddenly came into his ears. After hearing it, Han Li's face suddenly changed wildly, he took the Wind Control Step under his feet, and quickly disappeared into the night
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"Huh, I'm not a tiger, why are you running away?" Mo Caihuan stamped his feet angrily, raised his jade hand, looked at the white jade bottle in his palm, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear,
"The movement just now was so loud, and I don't know if he was injured or not. What an idiot."