In the early morning, the sound of firecrackers filled the streets.

There are shops opening and the sound of gongs and drums is loud, making it very lively.

He is from Niujiazhuang.

It's been a while since I came to Forget the Ancient City, and I finally settled down. With the help of Zhao Yun, I found a lot of shops, most of which were not far from Zhao's military store. There were teahouses, wine shops, and noodle stalls. I was fleeing, so I couldn't always rely on Zhao Yun for support.

You have to earn your own living, and Zhao Yun's kindness must be repaid.

Niu Hong is also here.

This little fat man is a businessman. All he thinks about is how to make money. There is no other way. Everyone in the village, young and old, has to make a living. They must not go hungry. This is thanks to Zhao Yun. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be here.

Get a foothold.

Speaking of Zhao Yun, he has already galloped out of the ancient city of Wang.

Wulongyuan is five hundred miles away. If you work hard, you can reach it in two days at most.

After him, there is a fast horse.

On the horseback is a man covered in black robes. His face cannot be seen clearly, except for one pair of eyes. He looks quite sinister and cruel. At a glance, you can tell that he is the master who licks blood at the tip of a knife.

"Xiu'er, do you know how to tame a spiritual beast?"

Zhao Yun smiled and called the Moon God more than once. Compared with those running on the ground, he would rather see those flying in the sky, just like the big white crane that Senior Ziling had before. If he raised a flying spiritual beast, it would be better than riding a horse.

Much faster!

Mainly because of being tall.

Just imagine how refreshing it would be to fly in the sky and overlook the mountains and rivers of Dachuan.

"Know."

After a long time, I heard the moon god respond, with a lazy and leisurely posture.

Then, there was nothing more.

Zhao Yun is still waiting for her to teach him how to tame animals? It would be better for her to remain silent.

In other words, I am too lazy to talk to someone.

Zhao Yun had a dry cough, closed his eyes in confusion, and continued on his way. Talented people with incredible talents would not be idle wherever they go, practicing their physical fitness and understanding the holy laws at the same time.

There are many people walking on the official road.

Most of them are escorts, but there are also tourists and martial arts practitioners.

As we get further away from Forgotten City, the number of pedestrians gradually decreases.

There are mountainous roads ahead, as well as wild forests and ridges, making it a good place for killing people and selling goods.

Speaking of killing people and stealing goods, Zhao Yun glanced back.

Ever since he left the ancient city of Forget, there have been people following him, wearing black robes in broad daylight. They always felt like he didn't look like a good person, and they were just here for him.

Zheng!

The next sound of swords confirmed his guess. A red light flew out from the sleeves of the man in black robe. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was a red sword, which was shot at him. Look at the sword.

The power is to kill him!

Without thinking much, he turned sideways and avoided the flying sword.

Zheng!

The killing sword missed and flew back, slashing towards his head.

"Swordsmanship?"

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. At this stage, it is impossible for the sword to attack on its own. Someone must control the sword. It must be the long-lost sword control method. When this method is perfected, it can kill people from hundreds of feet away.

The first level is impossible to guard against.

As he said that, he ducked sideways again.

Then, the horse galloped into the forest in a flash.

Zheng!

The red flying sword was very dedicated, buzzing all the way, and chased him into the forest.

"Good boy."

The man in black robe smiled quietly, and then arrived. He was surprised in his heart. He was obviously a loser, but he was able to avoid his flying sword twice. This was beyond expectation.

Entering the forest, Zhao Yun was nowhere to be seen.

And his flying sword was gone, and contact with him was cut off.

"How can it be."

The man in black robe couldn't help but frowned and looked around. Zhao Yun was gone. He understood why even the flying sword was gone. Could it be that he got lost while flying?

"What are you looking for!"

Zhao Yun then appeared, holding the flying sword of the man in black robe in his hand, which had been restrained by him. He was good at wielding a sword, but he had not mastered it. This skill alone could not destroy him, because he was covered in black robe.

, he couldn't see the other party's honor clearly, he only knew that he was in the True Spirit Realm. Judging from the light shining from the small spirit bead, it was at least the sixth level.

"Zhao Yun, I really underestimated you."

The man in black robe smiled sinisterly, and three more swords flew out of his sleeves and hung at his side. It was indeed a sword-controlling skill. With the help of techniques and techniques, you can control the swords.

"Which one is it from?"

Zhao Yun is quite calm. He has been destroyed in the Xuanyang realm. How can he be afraid of a sixth-level true spirit? Not to mention him, Liu Ruyue, who is in the eighth-level realm, is not afraid.

"Want to know?"

The man in black robe's eyes turned cold, and he immediately made a sword gesture, and fired three flying swords at once.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun also moved, stepping on the Wind God Step, and his movements were strange, like a sudden thunderbolt, and the three flying swords that came flying towards him all flew close to his body.

"It's so fast." The man in black robe's expression changed drastically.

Before he could react, Zhao Yun had already killed him and chopped him off his horse with one sword.

puff!

The man in black spurted blood and rolled over, with a sword mark on his chest and blood flowing continuously. This was because Zhao Yun had kept his hand, so he had to ask something from his mouth.

If not, one sword strike would be enough to kill him.

Martial arts cultivators who practice sword control are similar to the evil mages from before. They are great at assisting, but as for their physical body and fighting ability! They are a mess. Once people like this get close, they are waiting to be tortured.

Enough.

"You...have clearly lost your spiritual veins."

The man in black robe spurted blood again, clutching his chest and staggering, looking in disbelief.

Where is the good-for-nothing?

Damn it, Zhao Yun is obviously a martial arts cultivator! Judging from his previous movement skills and speed, he is not an ordinary martial arts cultivator. He was knocked down in one encounter.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was too lazy to answer, so he swept out a sword energy and uncovered the black cloth covering the face of the man in black robe. He wanted to see which family the talent was from, and we would have to talk about it later.

I've seen it but don't recognize it.

That's right, there are so many people in Forgotten City, and he hasn't seen everyone.

"Don't kill me, Liu Shiyuan sent me here."

The man in black robe retreated step by step, his eyes full of fear, and his face turned extremely pale. He finally revealed the benefactor behind him and hoped that Zhao Yun could spare his life.

"Three thousand taels are indeed not free."

After hearing the name Liu Shiyuan, Zhao Yun sighed. He obviously knew who it was. He was the housekeeper of the Liu family and a confidant of Liu Cangkong. He had just cheated three thousand taels last night and sent someone to assassinate him today. Moreover, he was at the sixth level of true spirit.

I'm just not sure whether Liu Cangkong knew about it.

However, in his opinion, Liu Cangkong was absolutely capable. No one cared about his uncle or son-in-law, as his face was not worth anything.

Unfortunately, the other party underestimated him.

Looking at the man in black robe, he turned around and ran away, swaying as he fled.

“The moon is dark and the wind is high, it’s a good time to kill someone.”

Zhao Yun said nothing and sent him back to his hometown with a sword.

After that, it’s time to clean up the loot.

This is a technical job, and the young master of the Zhao family is very good at it. He rummaged through the black-robed man's body, looking for gold and silver ornaments, and he would not be merciful if he could take them away.

Except for money, it is just an ancient scroll.

This is the sword-controlling skill of the man in black robe, and he actually carries it with him everywhere.
To be continued...