On a mountain path in the Northern Mountain, the Patriarch of the Chu Family, Chu Tianxiong, accompanied by two young n who bore a resemblance in their features, walked through the forest while discussing sothing.
Three horses, two in front and one behind.
The young man leading the group had deep-set eyes, holding the reins in one hand and a folding fan in the other, leisurely waving it, exuding an extrely cold and aloof aura.
A sense of keeping others at a distance, high and unreachable, perated his presence.
Ning Yun, the eldest son of a non-main branch of the Ning Family.
By family hierarchy, he's the cousin of Mu Ling'er's fiancé, Ning Chen.
His younger brother walking alongside him was Ning Hai, who seed to wear a constant smile, yet possessed a sinister aura, his eyes narrow and long, appearing to be an utterly blatant villain.
His treachery was evident, as if written on his face.
Chu Tianxiong, dressed in a black robe, followed behind, extrely respectful and always half a pace behind, not daring to overstep.
Pak.
Ning Yun flicked his right hand lightly, the folding fan opened, his sharp gaze staring into the depths of the forest, smiling lightly, "That Mu Ling'er is really ungrateful. My cousin Ning Chen, how outstanding is he?"
"Once this period of seclusion is over, the world will have another Divine Conquest! A thirty-year-old Divine Conquest, how remarkably talented and dazzling."
"Even in Lingjing City, he stands out."
Saying this, Ning Yun shook his head, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "But that slut Mu Ling'er doesn't know how to cherish it, even going behind my Ning Family's back with other n?"
"Truly ungrateful."
Chu Tianxiong quickly echoed, "And that dog Chen Yang, totally unaware of his lowly status?"
"A toad wishing to eat swan at."
He didn't ntion anything about his grandson Chu Jiang being killed.
These two were here to kill Chen Yang anyway, so his revenge would naturally be avenged then, no need to say more, or it might provoke annoyance.
Old as he was, with white hair, he knew what to say in front of such big figures.
"Definitely a toad."
Ning Hai took over, nonchalantly saying, "Brother, dealing with such insignificant trash, no need for you to lift a finger. Once we find him, let handle it."
"I've heard he's been making quite a stir in Shisu Town lately. And I, Ning Hai, am good at being the terminator."
Ning Hai toyed with his sword, his lips curving into a sneer, "No matter what young talent or outstanding figure, before , they're just worthless worms, deserving to be stomped to death."
Ning Yun smiled silently.
His brother was indeed arrogant, but as soone from the Ning Family, it was normal.
"Where's that Chen Yang now?" Ning Yun asked Chu Tianxiong.
In a state of extre excitent, Chu Tianxiong quickly responded, "A disciple of mine just sent word, Chen Yang has fled to the center of the forest, now likely in Huben Gorge."
"I'm familiar with the Northern Mountain, let lead the way for you both."
Chu Tianxiong showed utmost humility, only daring to speed up after Ning Yun nodded, overtaking the two to lead the way.
The moonlight was cool, the shadows of the trees swaying.
The Northern Mountain, which should be silent, echoed with the thunderous sound of hooves and, occasionally, intense fighting.
A night of darkness, a night for killing.
anwhile,
At Huben Gorge, the narrow pass,
Under Gu Xing's order, the team from Biluo Sword Valley, numbering over a hundred, sped up, raising a cloud of yellow dust.
The pass ahead was effectively a fissure between two mountains, about ten ters wide, enough for seven or eight horses to walk side by side.
Under the moonlight, the mountains cast gigantic shadows on the ground.
Rumble!
As iron hooves pounded the earth, the ground shook with them.
A group followed behind, yet kept a distance, wanting the treasure map, but not losing their senses.
Knowing that the people of Biluo Sword Valley were not ones they could provoke.
All they could do was bypass them after the pass, trying to get ahead as much as possible.
Otherwise, following behind Biluo Sword Valley would yield nothing.
In the next second,
The fore hooves of the leading horses sunk distinctly deep after landing, snagging a rope buried in the dirt made from old vine bark, which snapped under the horse's forward force.
Hmm?
The sudden jolt made many frown and look around instinctively.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The abrupt sound of the air being split struck everyone's ears.
Imdiately, in the night ahead, dark objects, long and streaked, with intense sonic booms, sliced through the air, heading straight for the people of Biluo Sword Valley.
They were bamboo stakes, with one end sharpened to extre sharpness, surging forward, almost filling the entire space.
Like locusts sweeping through.
"Watch out, it's an ambush!"
Gu Xing, at the forefront, reacted instantly, drawing his sword, slashing forward directly.
In an instant, sword qi rippled through the night.
But in the end, it was a hasty attack, with less than ten percent potency.
Bang!
The bamboo in front shattered instantly, scattering to the sides.
Hiss...
Just as he was about to swing his sword a second ti, the remaining bamboo violently swept into the ranks around him.
Loud thuds erupted, explosions in place.
Gu Xing stared in shock, eyes wide, watching countless Biluo Sword Valley disciples collapse rapidly.
People's chests were pierced, blood flowing.
Warhorses were impaled, toppling over.
Others were forcefully carried off by bamboo stakes, diagonally pinned to the ground.
The entire process took only two seconds.
Yet, from start to finish, not a single enemy was seen, not even a shadow.
"This..."
The two stewards beside Gu Xing, who escaped unscathed, were so frightened they almost fell off their steeds.
Even the group behind was equally stunned, hearts pounding.
This, this... what's happening?
These are Biluo Sword Valley folks, all experts, yet at the first encounter, half are dead or injured!
If they had been in front, what would have happened?
Gulp.
Just thinking about it, many swallowed hard, faces turned pale, cold sweat dripping profusely.
"That must be Chen Yang's trap."
"Be cautious on the road ahead."
Voices erupted in discussion.
Seeing the heavy casualties among his subordinates, Gu Xing's face darkened visibly, eyes cold and shining.
Trap.
Heh...
Who could have thought?
And the power was so imnse.
Whew.
Gu Xing took a deep breath, suppressing the rage in his heart, and instructed a steward nearby, "Leave two people to tend to the wounded, the rest follow ."
"By the way, how many mountain eagles were released?"
The steward replied, "Five in total, all carefully selected. If the enemy is still running, they will definitely be found."
"Good!"
"..."
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