The moon hangs high at night.
Outside the pass, the Humen Inn is surrounded by yellow sand.
More than 100 people from the Yusu tribe who were exiled fled here in embarrassment under the escort of a group of righteous men.
There was shocking blood on each of them, and there were wounds left by swords, guns, and halberds.
Since the Yusu people were exiled from the capital, they have been constantly being hunted by people from the alliance.
If it weren't for this group of martyrs who vowed to protect them to the death, their family would have died.
"Everyone, go ahead and let us fend for ourselves."
Yu Su's son Yu Mian, whose face was covered in blood, cupped his hands and said.
He didn't want to see more people die trying to protect his own clan.
Others don't know it, but as Yu Su's son, he knows very well that his father has offended the whole world after being in power for eight years.
"Mr. Yu is kind to me, how could I just watch his bloodline cut off?"
"Master Yu, don't look down on others. We in the world are more loyal than you officials."
"As the saying goes, for every dog that is slaughtered for justice, there is always a scholar for those who are unfaithful."
…
Everyone was talking a lot and looked very excited.
Yu Mian was moved and blamed himself.
"Father"
Yu Mian couldn't help shouting in his heart.
The filial piety that has been popular for thousands of years and is engraved in his bones makes him unable to complain about his father.
But I want to say something again.
Mixed together, it made him very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded: "Since no one wants to leave, don't leave even one, and let go."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Dozens of crossbow arrows shot over, like rain.
Everyone tried their best to resist.
ah!
A shrill scream sounded.
Someone got an arrow in the arm.
It's still the kind of canine barb arrow that's hard to pull out.
Despair rises in everyone's heart. I'm afraid everyone will die here today.
"Woooooooo..."
The women and children of the Yu family who were hiding at the back started crying.
Yu Su didn't want blood to flow into a river, but others didn't think so.
False political struggle: If you fail, your family will not be held accountable.
Real political struggle: Kill them all.
Suddenly, the crossbow arrows stopped abruptly.
There was nothing but the whimpering sound of the wind. It's like nothing happened just now.
Everyone looked at each other and wondered what was going on.
"The wind smells of blood"
“Go and have a look”
"go together"
Everyone opened the wooden door and carefully walked outside, and saw a scene that they couldn't believe.
Dozens of crossbowmen lay neatly on the yellow sand, all with their throats cut.
"Slit dozens of people's throats at once, such a fast knife."
"Could it be the sword master who took action?"
…
Everyone was talking quietly.
"Your Excellency is so powerful that you can kill dozens of crossbowmen in an instant. I'm not very talented, so I need to ask for advice."
A green figure jumped several feet from the woods. A kite turned over, stepping on the treetops with little support, and flew towards it like a ghost.
After flying out of the woods, a sword flew out from behind him. He jumped on the sword, put his hands behind his back, and held his head high, just like the alternative sword flying in the storybook.
"Come with a sword and ride on the wind to slay demons in the world."
Seeing no reaction from everyone, the visitor recited another poem.
"Sword God Zhuo Yifan"
In the darkness, someone screamed out in surprise as they were fighting on the side of the alliance.
"I, Zhuo Yifan, thanks to the love of people in the world, call me the God of Swords, and today I will rid the world of the thieves who harmed the people, Yu Su's family."
Zhuo Yifan, who was dressed in Tsing Yi and full of heroic spirit, immediately raised his hands in all directions.
People on both sides were speechless. The name of the Sword God is what you call yourself.
This Zhuo Yifan is a recently rising master of swordsmanship. He was originally just a small person. He offended a big shot and fled to the mountains. Unexpectedly, he got lucky and found a skill elixir left by an expert in a cave. He quickly became a master of swordsmanship in a few years.
Whenever anything happens in the martial arts world, his presence is indispensable.
Jumping out at this time is obviously to show off.
Uh-huh!
Zhuo Yifan pulled out another long sword from his back with the utmost elegance and calmness. There was a metallic trembling sound. With a swipe without any fancy words, it actually spit out a sword light more than three feet long, illuminating The dark night sky centered on him.
This hand immediately silenced everyone on both sides.
Although this guy is shameless, he still has strength.
It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable next.
Zhuo Yifan ignored Yu Mian and his entourage, randomly picked a direction, pumped up his energy and shouted, "Your Excellency, do you dare to come out and fight?"
There was no response except the whimpering Fengsha.
Zhuo Yifan became even more proud, raised his head and puffed out his chest and said: "It turns out that you are just a bully and afraid of the strong."
He couldn't help but sing again: "Come with a sword and ride on the wind to slay demons in the world. With wine and joy, I will be crazy without wine. Drink all the mountains and rivers in one go, and then drink again..."
A three-foot-long sword slashed down with unparalleled power, directly splitting Zhuo Yifan into four pieces. If he hadn't retained half of his head, no one would have been able to recognize him as Zhuo Yifan.
People on both sides were stunned.
What about the dizzying fight between the dragon and the tiger? What about the mesmerizing sword energy? What about the thrilling and fierce battles with strange moves?
He appeared so majestic, jumped several feet, and rode the wind with his sword, how could it be over so quickly?
Couldn't he be the one who invited me?
"Three feet long sword energy, hiss"
"Secretly, this is undoubtedly the innate master."
…
The masters from the Alliance who were the first to come back to their senses all exclaimed.
They all subconsciously took a step back.
The Xiantian Grandmaster is not that great, but it is late at night and there is such a strong wind and sand.
If you try something cool, even the innate master won't be able to guard against it.
Yu Mian was surprised and pleasantly surprised.
With this innate master taking action, the possibility of survival is greatly increased.
It's just increasing.
After all, there are too many masters here today.
Hey, Yu Mian found a fresh melon rind next to the place where Zhuo Yifan disappeared.
Could it be that the senior didn't take action immediately just now because he was too busy taking advantage of the situation?
At this moment, a burst of lively drumming sound, like a funeral procession, suddenly came from the hillside, even suppressing the din of the whole place.
Then, another loud and neat slogan sounded:
"Great Immortal of the Galaxy, his magic power is boundless! His magical powers are vast and his magic is beyond the borders!"
"The Great Immortal is outside the gate, why don't you bunch of clowns just get caught without mercy?"
Amidst the extremely exaggerated sound of drums, slogans, and scolding, a team dressed in colorful clothes, carrying a sliding pole, swaggered into the scene from the hillside.
Sitting on the sliding pole was an old man with an extraordinary bearing, holding a feather fan, with fair hair and a childish face, looking like an immortal.
"The Valley Master of the Star Valley, Ding Xinghe, why is this murderous old monster here?"
"What does the descendant of Yu Su we killed have to do with him?"
"Another Zhuo Yifan, he wants to be famous like crazy."
Amidst the discussion, the team stopped.
Ding Xinghe shook his feather fan lightly, tangled his beard and smiled, with a full demeanor: "I dare to show up openly, my shamelessness is on the surface, and your shamelessness is in my heart."
No one who killed in the Alliance spoke back to these words.
Because it's true.
