Guan Chang waved his hand, and behind him the lieutenant rushed towards the Hu people.

There are also many masters in the Hu clan, but compared with the masters of the Zhenwei and the Yinsi, it is a little worse. In an instant, the Hu clan members fell next to the carriage from time to time.

“Huhhhhhhh…”

Chu Heng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the knife in his hand was even colder than his eyes.

When the knife passed, it seemed like the sound of wind kept blowing.

The knife is faster than the wind!

Seventh-rank official school! Chasing wind knife!

This is the martial arts that he personally gave to him by becoming a Siyuan and Sima, a soldier in Linjiang City.

Hu Dawan is a juren, and he is full of luck in the court's juren. In addition, he has long condensed his literary spirit and is extremely upright.

The great energy condensed, forming a light spot, and then it seemed as if a vague character appeared.

The law of the purity!

The Confucian law of the primitive ritual is to use this noble spirit to form a talisman with huge lethality.

However, Hu Dawan had very weak combat experience. Although Chu Heng was only in his early thirties, he had experienced many battles. He turned the Yin sword in his hand, like a whirlwind attacking him.

At the same time, Sun Yun also took a quick move and slapped Hu Dawan's head with a palm.

"Bang bang bang!"

With just one blow, Hu Dawan's weakness of Zhengqing Dharma, and the talisman character condensed with the Haoran righteousness instantly disintegrated.

"puff!"

Hu Dawan's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken thread.

Chu Heng said lightly: "If you were to study the scriptures wholeheartedly, you might be able to fight me fiercely, but unfortunately your heart would not be here long ago..."

"master!"

In a carriage, a woman with a charming charm saw this and rushed down.

"You...you get on the carriage."

Hu Dawan saw the woman wiped the blood stains from the corner of her mouth.

"No, I want to be with the master."

The woman shook her head with tears in her eyes.

The scene in front of me is already at the end of my journey.

Hu Da felt very uncomfortable and regretted it to the extreme. He never expected that the person who was so calculating would be deceived by the Guangdaoist. The Guangdaoist's conduct was too high.

By the time he found out, it was too late.

The Hu tribe kept falling in pools of blood, and had no power to resist.

"Brother Hu, it's time to go on the road."

Chu Heng walked towards the two of them without any rush.

"I...I have not colluded with the Blood Sect, nor have the Hu tribe."

Hu Dawan's eyes were blood red, and he looked at Chu Heng who was walking towards him.

“Not important.”

Chu Heng slashed over with a knife, and a blood fountain suddenly appeared on Hu Dawan's neck, and then his body twitched.

"master!"

Seeing this, the woman could no longer help crying.

"I...no...no..."

Hu Dawan's intermittent tragedy.

"Puff!"

Chu Heng did not have any mercy and directly slashed away with another knife.

The woman also fell to the ground, and her eyes looked at the dying Hu Dawan, and her blood-stained palm continued to stretch out.

"Old...Master...Come...Goodbye."

Hu Dawan looked at the woman crawling towards him, his eyes dazed.

At that time, the beauties were still young and the heroes were young.

"Why."

Guan Chang sighed sadly when he saw this scene.

"Let's be buried with a grand funeral."

Sun Yun put away his knife and said slowly.

"Do you believe Hu Dawan colluded with the blood sect?"

Not sure why, Luo Hong couldn't help but say.

These words seemed to be asking themselves, and they were also asking the three of them.

"I don't believe it."

Guan Chang pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"I don't believe it either."

Sun Yun sighed deeply.

The Hu clan is one of the three major tribes in Lizhen. Why did he collude with the blood clan and seek death?

“It doesn’t matter whether we believe it or not, what matters is that others don’t believe it.”

Chu Heng said expressionlessly, "No matter how you say that the Hu clan has dozens of direct descendants, only 30% here. Hu Dawan is extremely agile and must have parted with his clan members."

"Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again."

.........

Overnight, the Hu tribe became the fat in Li Zhen's eyes. Anyone knows that the Hu tribe has been in charge for decades and has plundered countless wealth.

Although Hu Dawan is dead, Hu Ze, the son of Hu Dawan, is still alive, and most of the Hu tribe's property has not been found.

Lizhen is remote and surrounded by deep mountains and forests. Only one pavilion can lead to Linjiang City.

Suddenly, countless masters rushed on the official road, and on the path, heading towards the Linjiang City Pavilion Road in different directions, trying to intercept and kill Hu Ze and seize the property of the Hu family.

Shi Liang, Chen Gang and others were sent to Yinshan Road to pursue the Hu people.

Yang Jie and other minor officials were also dispersed one by one. Once the Hu tribe was found, the signal was immediately sent.

Shi Liang also received news that many of the remaining officials in the yamen and the masters of the Xuantai Mansion could not sit still and searched for Hu Ze's whereabouts.

If one of the three major tribes in Lizhen gets lost property, it will be enough for ordinary people to eat for the rest of their lives.

Along the way, he found a lot of corpses and bloodstains, among which the Hu tribe had not many corpses, but there were many corpses of the Lizhen Ranger.

"This seems to be Li Hu, a famous country bully in Jiaozi Township."

Chen Gang looked at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help but turn pale.

Li Hu's strength is almost the same as his. He is both at the sixth level of the Blood and Qi Realm, but at this moment he fell to the ground, his entire abdomen was pierced, and his death was extremely miserable.

“There are masters ahead.”

Shi Liang frowned slightly.

I saw the dense forest in front of me, and several figures were undulating.

"Who is it!?"

Chen Gang pulled out the Yin-Slaying Knife and shouted.

Hearing Chen Gang's shout, the people walked out of the dense forest, with blood covered in the bodies of the people, and their eyes were even more fierce.

Chen Gang and several other minor officials saw this scene and subconsciously retreated three or four steps backwards.

"Who are you?"

Shi Liang glanced at the people and shouted coldly.

"This kid is so angry."

The man on the left licked his lips and smiled.

"Tao Guo seems to be a minor official in the underworld."

One of them whispered.

"All the Cao Gang people have been killed, but they still care about the underworld officials?"

The man on the left sneered, then waved his hands and two flying knives appeared in his hands.
To be continued...