Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Qu Tomb still had not returned to the village.

Xiong Batian felt even more uneasy, "Is the other party really so strong that he can't even compete with immortal cultivators..."

Hearing the big boss muttering to himself, Lu Li asked: "Brother, what should we do? Should we move the village as the second brother said or...?"

Xiong Batian slowly shook his head and said: "Heifeng Mountain... My Heifeng Village has been stationed on this mountain for more than ten years. Although the remaining brothers are only thirty, they still regard this place as their home.

Go and call the brothers over, I, Xiong Batian, will not leave, and let the other brothers decide whether to stay or go."

After saying that, he shook his head, looked at his right arm wrapped in white cloth, and said to himself: "God's will... Gains must come with losses... Sigh."

After hearing his elder brother's words, Lu Li was also troubled, but his eyes flashed, as if he had made a decision.

"Brother, don't worry, all the brothers will stay. I don't believe that the immortal cultivators are really immortals! I will arrange it well this time so that they never come back!" After saying that, he walked out of the house to go.

Gather the brothers.

But as soon as he took a step out of the door, he saw a big man with a simple knife running over and saying, "Master! That thief...that thief is here!"

...

Xiao Wu's body recovered the day after Qu Tomb's attack. At this time, Lu Yu and Lu Yun came to this familiar mountain top again.

Xiao Huang held his head high and stared at the yellow-maned horses under the strong men in front of him with his big eyes, quietly releasing a domineering aura.

Of course, humans cannot sense this kind of thing.

Lu Yu, who was surrounded by a group of bandits, had an expressionless face. He took a deep breath, opened his mouth and shouted to the village: "Lu family! Lu Yu! Lu Yun! Hua Wu! Come and avenge the family's murder!!!!!!"

...

These words were accompanied by bursts of screams. Lu Li's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered the scene two years ago: he led everyone into the rich man's house and slaughtered everyone.

The rich man played with his woman unscrupulously in front of him. The old rich man resisted in anger and was stabbed to death by himself.

A gust of cold wind hit him, and he shivered violently.

The moon blades and feather arrows shuttled non-stop, and each attack could knock down a big man. Lu Yun used the three-yang sword technique to fight one against three, and the more he fought, the braver he became.

"Father, mother, Brother Mu, look at it, look at it! The child is avenging you!" The steel sword was swung, the blade was sharp, and the bandit fell down at the sound, and his head rolled to the ground with a squeaking sound.

.

Lu Yu was not as excited as Lu Yun at this time, but was surprisingly calm. He stood in front of Xiao Huang, pointed the Jingzhe Bow at any threatening place, and shot the enemy without hesitation.

"As the saying goes, if you shoot with a hundred hits, the arrow will hit you wherever your heart hits." - "Chuanyun"

Xiao Wu released a series of moon blades with a cold expression, and the whizzing light green crescent moons ferociously harvested the enemy's stumps and broken arms.

When Lu Li brought the remaining dozen brothers to the gate of the village, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart when he saw the scene in front of him.

None of the twenty or so people survived.

The ground was littered with mutilated corpses, just like the Lu family compound where everyone was massacred that day.

The boy holding the sword in front of him has blood-red eyes. The boy holding the bow has a calm expression. The girl on the horse has a cold murderous intent.

How many years have it been, how many years have I not been on the verge of life and death?

Am I, Lu Li, a person who is afraid of death? I can’t hide even if I have to.

Clang!

He pulled out his thin thin sword and was about to lead his brothers to charge forward when a harsh voice came from the village: "Brothers, Black Wind Mountain is facing this disaster today, and I, Xiong Batian, shall bear the brunt of this disaster."

, no matter whether you are willing to believe me again or not, I will die

Complaints. Could it be! I, Black Wind Mountain, have been running rampant in Tinglan Qingshan for ten years! I am still afraid of a few little babies!!! Follow me, go up!!!!!!" Xiong Batian lowered one arm and pulled out the other hand.

He took out Guigu Dao, roared, and rushed out of the stronghold first.

"Kill!"

"Kill the fuck!!"

The bandits roared and came forward. They knew that the young girl in front of them would never let them go. If they didn't follow the leader, they would really have no chance.

At this time, Lu Yu was cursing secretly in his heart. Although the hard battle just now seemed to have a one-sided outcome, it had also consumed a lot of spiritual power and physical strength. Now there was another wave. Xiong Batian and Yan Li were fighting together, and he was almost

People are in danger.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and turned around to signal Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu immediately silently recited the spell, "Breaking Dao 2: Winding Technique." The light green spiritual power gathered on the white jade finger, and Xiao Wu pointed at Xiong Batian.

, a clump of tree roots suddenly grew under his feet, strangling him tightly and preventing him from moving.

Xiong Batian was shocked, but although he had lost one of his hands, his internal strength was still there. The Guigu sword technique focused on breaking mountains with great force. He shouted low, raised the sword with his hand, and slashed it hard on the root of the tree at his feet.

The root was suddenly broken in half.

Just when he thought he was expected to escape, Lu Yu's white feather arrow had already been firmly nailed to his chest without anyone noticing.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out, "Brother!!" Lu Li roared, his eyes blood red, and he rushed towards Lu Yu, who was already not far away from him.

A steel sword blocked the way. Lu Yun took a sprint step and stood in front of Lu Yu without fear, rushing towards Lu Li.

"Okay! Okay!!" His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, "Today I will let you learn my Thunderbolt Sword Technique, Lu Li!"

Before the words are spoken, the sword intention arrives first. The Sanyang Sword Technique emphasizes the transformation of one into three, which originates from Tai Chi Taoism, where one Qi transforms the three pure beings. The Thunderbolt Sword Technique emphasizes "one flash", which means that all changes can be transformed into one sword thrust.

Obviously this sword is extremely powerful. With the strength of Lu Yun, a ten-year-old child, no matter how talented he is, he cannot compete with the third master of Heifeng Village who has mastered the internal energy. However, he still did not flinch at all and rushed towards Li.

Lu Li was getting closer and closer.

Just when Lu Li's pupils shrank and he was about to meet Lu Yun's sword, he suddenly found that he couldn't move, as if he was trapped by a magic barrier. He was shocked and angry, and suddenly saw Lu Yu behind Lu Yun pointing at him with his fingertips.

"Ghost Path 1: Yin and Yang Condensation." Lu Yu used his last bit of magic power to make Lu Li in front of him incapable of fighting. Lu Yun saw the right moment and pierced the chest with his sword.

"Hey... the children of the Lu family... you..." Lu Li looked at the steel sword that penetrated his chest in disbelief, and raised his head numbly. Lu Li looked up in disbelief.

Yun is no longer the childish boy who punched and kicked in the yard every day in the martial arts gym next to him when he went to Tinglan Town to drink.

It turns out that there really is such a thing as retribution.

"The third boss!"

Lu Li fell to the ground on his back. When the bandits saw that their leaders had all been killed before they even touched each other, they couldn't help but feel numb and stopped in place.

At this time, someone shouted: "Run! They are not human beings! There is no way we can survive if we fight them!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately dispersed and fled outside the stronghold.

Seeing this, Lu Yu did not pursue him, but felt much more relaxed. He looked at Lu Yun, whose hands were trembling slightly and his expression was excited, and said, "Fourth brother, the family feud... has been avenged."

Just like the chains tied to the body were opened. The big stone weighing on my heart disappeared.

The sky became bluer, and the bloody sword in my hand seemed as light as nothing.

Cause and effect, grudges and grudges have been repaid.

"Woo~" Xiao Cang stuck his head out from Lu Yu's chest and yawned.

"Brother Yu... what should we do next?" Seeing that Lu Yun was still in a trance of self-excitement, Xiao Wu asked Lu Yu.

"What's next?" Lu Yu glanced at the sky, wandering around.

Next, it’s time to focus on heaven.
Chapter completed!