She turned to look at Chu Li and said with a smile: "Brother Li, how did you know he was here?"
"Half guessed and half confused," Chu Li said.
Fan Yi cupped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Brother Li, thank you very much!"
His voice was low and he suppressed his excitement. This favor was too great.
Chu Li smiled and said, "It still depends on Brother Fan."
Jing Xiaojie looked at Fan Yi with bright eyes, fearing that Fan Yi would suddenly talk about morality and not take advantage of others' danger.
Fan Yi stared straight at Zhou Yong on the ground, his eyes getting redder and bloodshot, looking quite scary.
Seeing Zhou Yong's face, he remembered the tragic situation when the Fan family was destroyed, the anger and pain he had felt over the years, the countless days of grinding his teeth and practicing hard, and the endless killing intent surging in his chest, stronger than the roaring river next to him.
.
He suddenly punched out.
"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, Zhou Yong spat out a mouthful of water, blood gushed out from his chest, and the originally sealed wound opened.
He slowly woke up and looked around with his eyes slightly narrowed.
Fan Yi looked down at him and said coldly: "Are you Zhou Yong?"
"Who are you?" Zhou Yong frowned.
He struggled twice to get up but was unable to do anything. His whole body was limp. His original serious injury was even more serious, but Fan Yi's punch killed him half of his life. There was a feeling of weakness all over his body, and he sat up limply.
Looking at the situation around him, he knew that he should escape far away as he went down the river. After his breath converged, he got into the river. No matter how powerful his junior sister Song Manyin was, there was no way she could catch him.
As he glanced around, his eyes suddenly focused on Jing Xiaojie, and then on Chu Li.
Chu Li had already wiped off the black paste on his face, so his appearance changed slightly. Zhou Yong ignored it for a moment, but Jing Xiaojie's appearance did not change. He recognized it at a glance, and he could see it when he looked at Chu Li again.
"Nantianmen!" Zhou Yong grunted through gritted teeth.
Jing Xiaojie hummed: "Zhou Yong, your death has come!"
"Humph." Zhou Yong sneered twice: "It's really a good plan. I underestimated Nantianmen, and my junior sister also underestimated you. You treat her like a sword, and she claims to be smart in vain. It's really ridiculous, haha!"
His laughter was soft and weak, with insufficient breath.
Chu Li said: "The nights are long and the dreams are many, Brother Fan."
Fan Yi nodded slowly.
He stared at Zhou Yong with his blood-red eyes, and said coldly: "Today I will avenge Fan Mansion and die!"
Before Zhou Yong could speak, he had already punched out.
"Bang!" Zhou Yong's body trembled, as if he had been shocked by electricity. The strange curling force had already smashed his internal organs into pieces. Even with the protective aura, it was of no use as it had been broken by the heavenly sword.
"Bang!" Another punch.
Zhou Yong shook again, his eyes widened, and he could no longer make a sound.
Then he let out a soft whistle of "chi", and a blood arrow spurted from his heart, shooting out ten feet away.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." Zhou Yong was struck like a boxing target, Fan Yi's eyes were blood red and murderous.
"Brother Fan!" Chu Li shouted loudly.
This sound was shocking.
Fan Yi trembled, his fist stopped in mid-air, and then he hit the ground hard.
"Bang!" A deep pit appeared on the ground.
Jing Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief. She was shocked by Fan Yi's crazy and demonic appearance before, and was awakened by Chu Li's discontinuous drinking.
"Congratulations to Brother Fan for getting his revenge." Chu Li said with a smile and clasped his fists: "From now on, my thoughts will be clear, my martial arts will be improved, and I can expect to be a top master!"
Fan Yi looked down at Zhou Yong, who was already dead. He sat down softly on the ground. He ignored the sharp stones and sat down without hesitation. He looked up at the sky and unknowingly burst into tears.
Chu Li and Jing Xiaojie didn't speak, and looked at him silently.
After a while, Fan Yi wiped away his tears, stood up, clasped his fists, and said solemnly: "Brother Li, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!"
The endless killing intent and anger faded away, and the bloodshot eyes disappeared, returning to clarity.
Chu Li smiled and nodded.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Fan, your great revenge has been avenged." Jing Xiaojie said with a smile, "I feel relaxed from now on."
"Yeah..." Fan Yi sighed and nodded: "The great revenge has been avenged, and I can go all out to pursue the ultimate in martial arts, without any worries and freedom!"
Chu Li said: "Brother Fan, it's better for Zhou Yong to be laid to rest this time."
Jing Xiaojie smiled and said: "Why don't you go and exchange a Heavenly Sword Token from the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Fan Yi smiled freely: "I only seek revenge, but I have never thought about the Heavenly Sword Token...Brother Li, go and get a Heavenly Sword Token. You will need it in the future!"
"That's right." Jing Xiaojie said: "Senior Brother Fan takes revenge, and Brother Li accepts the reward. It's best."
Chu Li happily agreed: "That's fine, the Heavenly Sword Order is indeed impressive."
He bent down and lifted Zhou Yong's body: "Then I'll go to the Tiandao Sect."
"Brother Li, I'll go too," Jing Xiaojie said.
Chu Li shook his head: "I am enough."
"I'm afraid that the Tiandao Sect will turn their backs and disown anyone." Jing Xiaojie snorted, "There may even be people loyal to Zhou Yong who take the opportunity to plot against him, so we have to be on guard!"
Chu Li said: "Then we can't let you go, Junior Sister Jing."
"Brother Li——!" Jing Xiaojie glared at him.
Chu Li smiled and suddenly disappeared with Zhou Yong's body.
The next moment he appeared in front of the gate of Tiandao Sect and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Yong has been executed. Nantianmen enshrines Li Qi to pay homage to Sect Leader Song!"
He was sure that Song Manyin had returned.
After a while, Song Manyin's voice sounded: "Come in!"
The two disciples of the Tiandao Sect, who were on guard, stretched out their hands sideways and solemnly invited Chu Li to enter.
Their eyes were fixed on Zhou Yong, their faces solemn.
Chu Li stepped in and headed straight to the hall.
Standing in front of the hall was Song Manyin, dressed in a plain white Luo shirt, with a soft face that was pale and bloodless, pitiful, and with a frail and pitiful demeanor.
Her bright eyes fell on Zhou Yong, without looking at Chu Li, and sighed: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhou to be executed so quickly, what a pity!"
She looked gloomy, sad and regretful, her bright eyes already filled with moisture, and she seemed ready to cry at any time.
Chu Li sighed: "My condolences, Master Song, he is a traitor!"
"Alas..." Song Manyin shook her head slightly and said, "We have been friends with each other for so many years, but we can't forget it even if we want to!"
She has already announced Zhou Yong's crimes. He was responsible for not only the destruction of Fan Mansion, but also many tragedies. The evidence is clear. People in the Tiandao Sect are calm and not agitated by Zhou Yong's death. They are already mentally prepared.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. The Heavenly Sword Order is enough to make the top masters take action. Zhou Yong will definitely die.
"Come here, please ask Senior Brother Zhou to go down and give him a grand burial!" Song Manyin said solemnly.
"Yes!" The two middle-aged men responded with clasped fists and carried Zhou Yong's body down.
For a moment, Chu Li and Song Manyin were the only two people in front of the hall.
"Come with me." Song Manyin said.
She walked lightly, without any sign of serious injury, and arrived at the small lake in the back garden.
Song Manyin held onto the white jade railing and looked at the lake in trance.
Chu Li stood beside her without saying a word.
The pavilion was so quiet that only the gentle breeze could be heard, and the lake was cool and pleasant.
"Did you take possession of the Wuxiang Sword?" Song Manyin asked casually.
Chu Li was startled: "Shadowless Sword?"
He then shook his head and said, "I didn't see the Wuxiang Dao."