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The bloodthirsty young man only knew that one elder of the sect had sent his subordinates to the vicinity of the Feiyu Tower, but the deaths of the disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect did not come from the elder's subordinates, but before the elders arrived, the disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect had died.

This made the bloodthirsty young man feel very puzzled. Who killed the Canglan Sword Sect person on Feiyu Tower?

In the nearby areas, there are not many people who dare to do such things.

After thinking about it, the bloodthirsty young man didn't understand.

…………

Time passed quickly. During the past two days, Cheng Yuren had been practicing in the Zhao Mansion.

Suddenly, Cheng Yuren's eyes couldn't help but open, but looked out the window.

"who?"

The sound is very cold.

Hearing the sound, the person who was peeping outside changed his expression, jumped a few times, and ran away outside.

Cheng Yuren's face turned slightly cold, and he took a sudden step. The sound and shadow suddenly disappeared, and he chased the people outside.

A quarter of an hour later, in a small alley, Cheng Yuren successfully blocked the other party.

The person who came was dressed in black and his face was covered with a veil.

"Who are you?"

Cheng Yuren looked at this person with a faint expression.

The man in black couldn't help but glance around, obviously trying to escape.

After waiting for a while, when he saw that the man in black did not answer, Cheng Yuren also lost his patience. As soon as he pressed the sword at his waist, the sword light suddenly appeared.

The man in black changed his face, and he raised his hand and several cold lights suddenly shot out.

Cheng Yuren smiled and a sword light in his hand. There was a few crisp sounds of "ding" sounds. These several cold lights were directly slashed on the ground by Cheng Yuren's sword.

But there were several fine needles that emitted dark colors, which obviously contained highly toxicity.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yuren's face turned cold, and he picked up the sword in his hand and directly cut off the mask on his opposite face.

But it was a pale man with an extremely feminine look on his body and no beard under his chin.

"Eunuch?"

Cheng Yuren frowned.

The man in black looked ugly and made a voice like a duck and said, "Rareless, our family is the current member of His Majesty Yan Emperor. Do you dare to point your sword at me?"

Cheng Yuren ignored the other party's threat and shouted coldly: "Who sent you here?"

"presumptuous."

The man in black said with a fierce and introverted slap.

"Oh……"

Cheng Yuren sneered and said nothing. He slashed the sword in his hand and a scream suddenly came out.

The man in black covered one arm and wailed in pain on the ground. In just a moment, Cheng Yuren took out his sword and cut off the arm of the man in black.

"Say or not?"

Cheng Yuren said coldly.

The man in black gritted his teeth and looked resentful.

The sword light came again, and the man in black screamed again, and an ear disappeared.

"Say or not?"

Cheng Yuren's voice was very indifferent.

At this moment, the man in black immediately became frightened and quickly explained.

It turned out that he was following the order of Emperor Yan to investigate the reason why a stronghold disappeared outside the city. He also knew that the head of the Zhao Mansion had a nephew recently, so he came to check it out...

After the other party finished speaking, Cheng Yuren slashed the sword in his hand, and a trace of blood suddenly appeared on the person's neck.

"Puff."

The man in black suddenly fell to the ground with no breath.

After killing this person, Cheng Yuren also frowned. It seemed that the demon disciples in the palace were about to find him, which made Cheng Yuren feel a sense of crisis.

When Cheng Yuren returned to Zhao's mansion, the four old Taoists hurriedly came up and asked with a worried look: "Young master, what happened?"

Since I learned that the Yanjing Emperor was infected by the demonic power, the four old Taoists were a little frightened all day long.

The Soul Duan Soul Sect is different from the Canglan Sword Sect. The Soul Duan Soul Sect belongs to the Demonic Sect, and its disciples are bloodthirsty and cruel. If they are disciples of the Demonic Sect in Yanjing, it is also a very dangerous existence for them.

"Our traces have been discovered."

Cheng Yuren said with a cold face.

As soon as he heard this, the four old Taoists' expressions changed suddenly.

"What should I do now?"

The scar-faced old Taoist said with a gloomy face.

"You guys prepare and dismiss the Zhao family's tribe. We also need to find a place to hide and wait for the arrival of reinforcements."

Cheng Yu hesitated for a moment and spoke.

The scar-faced Taoist did not dare to neglect and quickly summoned the head of the Zhao family.

"Why are you so anxious?"

Zhao Zichen, the head of the Zhao family, asked strangely.

"You will take your tribe away immediately. Don't show up in Yanjing in the near future."

Cheng Yuren spoke lightly.

"Ah! Why?"

Zhao Zichen was very puzzled.

"If you want to die, you will continue to stay here."

Cheng Yuren said lightly, and walked into the small building directly.

"Ancestor, what's going on? How could I just let me escape from Yanjing with my tribe?"

Zhao Zichen looked at the four old Taoists and said with some complaints.

"Do as required by the young master. Recently, Yanjing has not been safe, so stay here..."

The scar-faced old man said coldly.

Although Zhao Zichen was unwilling to accept it, when he saw that his ancestors had said this, he could only shut up and hurriedly went down to give orders.

The Zhao family members were dissatisfied with Zhao Zichen's sudden attempt to lead everyone to escape from Yanjing. After all, they were very happy in Yanjing and suddenly wanted to let them leave Yanjing, and they didn't give them a reason, who would be willing to do this?

Some members of the Zhao family took this opportunity to cause trouble.

Zhao Zichen immediately ordered the guards to kill these people on the spot with a cold face. His ruthless methods shocked the Zhao family on the spot, so no one dared to raise any objection.

That night, the Zhao family members left the capital overnight.

And the next morning, a group of large inner guards set out from the palace and surrounded the Zhao Mansion directly.

But when these guards broke open the gate of the Zhao Mansion, they found that the Zhao Mansion was empty.

A commander in charge of the house search was so angry that he could only hurried back to the palace with his men to report the matter.

Outside the Zhao Mansion, a three-story teahouse near the window, Cheng Yuren stood quietly by the window, watching a team of palace guards entering and leaving the Zhao Mansion, with a faint expression.

"Fortunately, the retreat was timely, otherwise the Zhao family would be afraid..."

Behind Cheng Yuren, a scar-faced old man said with some gratitude.

"But although the Zhao Mansion escaped this disaster, I believe that the Emperor Yan will issue a wanted notice next. Even if the Zhao Mansion leaves Yanjing, I am afraid..." An old man said with some concern.

Cheng Yuren turned around, glanced at the four old Taoists and said, "The Yan Emperor has no time to issue orders."

The four old Taoists couldn't help but look at Cheng Yuren, with a strong look of surprise in their eyes.

"The reinforcements sent by Canglan Sword Sect are coming soon."

Chen Yurun whispered.

When the four old Taoists heard this, they were immediately excited.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!