On one side of the reeds was the road, and on the other side of the road was the pine forest. At this point in the pine forest, snowflakes were falling from the pine trees.
Six men were holding onto their horses and waiting for orders. The leader's eyes were bright, and he had a murderous look on his face. He then turned around and asked, "Is the Daoist leader not here yet?"
"Yes, I'll ask him now!" One of the riders took the letter and released it into the air using a messenger pigeon.
At this point, the riders heard the sounds of killing coming from the reeds. The leader laughed coldly, "This person must have met with these martial artists. Indeed, they are the best at hiding in the dark. We only sent someone to provoke them, and they immediately attacked."
"I don't know how they found out about this, but there are rumors going around that the incident in Fu County was caused by our Hou Mansion colluding with the pirates. They deserve to be killed."
"But since they're so angry, why don't they just kill the pirates, or come to our Hou Mansion? They're just bullying the weak and fearing the strong."
"Luckily the Daoist leader spread the news, and made use of these people. If not, it would be hard to kill them all. Especially with them attacking us, no matter how many people die, we would have a scapegoat to blame."
When everyone heard this, they all agreed, "Your excellency is right. Although these martial artists are not as strong as the soldiers, they were able to escape from Fu County. They are considered second or third class. It won't be easy to kill them all."
"Since these two parties are fighting to the death, we can take the opportunity to kill them." Following this person's words, everyone started laughing. Using a plan, driving the wolf to swallow the tiger. No matter who won, it would be hard for them to escape death.
"Shh, the sounds of killing have stopped. So fast?" The leader's face darkened as he waved his hands, and all the sounds disappeared. Everyone looked around, and the atmosphere became tense.
Without people blocking the boat, the water started to flow in. Pei Zi Yun changed out of his wet clothes and put on a clean raincoat. He then retrieved his silver and documents and left the boat.
As he passed by, he saw a jug of wine and a dead chicken in the middle of the reeds. The snow fell on the reeds, and he could see the broken bowls on the ground. He knew that these bandits had sworn a blood oath to kill him.
Pei Zi Yun stepped on the snow and walked out of the reeds. It was a vast expanse of whiteness. He had just been through a fierce battle. Looking at the snowy scenery, he felt poetic, "The scenery of the Northern Lands, a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow drifting …."
It was only the third sentence when Pei Zi Yun's expression changed. He ducked down and heard the sound of arrows being fired. Several arrows pierced through the snow, but all of them missed.
At the next moment, the sound of galloping horses could be heard as six riders galloped out from the forest. The leader of the group laughed out loud, "I've long heard that master Top Scorer's poems are renowned throughout the lands. Indeed that's not the case. It's just that today's poem shall become a masterpiece. The person who will kill master Top Scorer shall be me."
Pei Zi Yun sighed and unsheathed his sword. A cold glint flashed across his eyes.
After killing several bandits, they wanted to board a boat and leave. Who would have thought that the boat would sink, so they ate and rested for a while before leaving. Then six riders came and they quickly retreated.
Cavalry was the best weapon to kill enemies on flat ground. However, in the reeds and forests, they were restricted. These six riders were extremely fast. "Yes." As soon as they finished speaking, they were already in front of the bandits. Their swords pointed towards the direction of their formation. Wind and thunder erupted, and there were no flaws in their formation. Countless martial artists had fallen under their blades.
"Blinding Light Technique!"
"Peng!" A bright light pierced through the air, blinding everyone's eyes. Even the horses neighed in fear. Pei Zi Yun did not retreat, but instead advanced forward, killing his way through.
"Clang!" His sword turned into a ray of light, piercing through the right side of one of the riders' ribs. "Pu!" The rider was wearing heavy armor. If it was a normal sword, it would not have been able to pierce through. Although there was some resistance, the ray of light pierced through the armor.
"Ugh …." The rider's entire body trembled as he fell forward. Only then did the shadows of the riders split apart. With a wave of his hand, a hidden weapon shot out.
"Not good, this person has demonic techniques. Get into formation." The leader shouted out. However, the sword had already felt the heavy armor, and was not aimed at the rider. The hidden weapon flew towards the horse.
In a split second, the illumination effect wore off. When the riders saw the hidden weapon flying towards them, they shouted out in disbelief, "Thief, how dare you!"
"Pu pu" The three horses were hit by the hidden weapon, as they neighed in pain. Pei Zi Yun retreated back into the reeds.
"Not good, this person has entered the reeds. Let's chase after him. If we wait for him to escape, we will be in trouble." The three horses were disobedient and were in a frenzy. The leader shouted out, "Dismount, kill him."
The leader dismounted from his horse and landed on the ground. Without hesitation, he stabbed his sword into the injured horse. "Pu!" Fresh blood spurted out. His face was filled with anger as he charged forward, cutting off any path of retreat. Against a martial artist, a cavalry was no threat at all. Who would have thought that this person had used demonic techniques to blind his eyes? He stroked his sword, his face filled with coldness.
"Leader, this person has entered the reeds. The situation is unclear. It's best that we don't enter. Let's wait for the Daoist leader to arrive before we kill him." One of the riders spoke out.
"We've received Master Hou's kindness. How can we give up so easily?" The leader cleared his throat, "This person has been through a lot of fighting. His strength and demonic techniques should be depleted soon. What happened just now must have been a delaying tactic. Don't be afraid."
Pei Zi Yun hurriedly picked up his weapons and buried them in the ground. It was snowing heavily. He buried the blades two to three inches deep into the ground. The rest of the blades were outside the ground and covered with reeds. As long as these people dared to enter the reeds, he would teach them a lesson. Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly.
The five of them split up and entered the reeds. These people were all elites. They whistled to each other and communicated with each other.
Pei Zi Yun hid among them and listened to the whistles. These people were well versed in hunting and killing. They had formed a huge net, and as long as he managed to kill one of them, he would be surrounded. This was no longer the work of a random martial artist, but a well-trained elite soldier. If he was not careful, he would lose everything and be killed.
Pei Zi Yun remained silent as he thought of a way out of this situation. The snow fell onto the ground. All of a sudden, there was a rustle in the reeds. Pei Zi Yun moved like a cat and snuck over.
He saw a person looking around cautiously, occasionally whistling to communicate with his teammates.
Pei Zi Yun took a deep breath and looked around. His heart skipped a beat, "It's a soldier!"
It wasn't just because this person was wearing armor. More importantly, it was because of his aura.
Martial artists, bandits, and assassins all killed people. However, the difference between them and soldiers was that soldiers killed openly and did not have to worry about punishment. Others had to be hidden. Hence, killing people openly had an aura of invincibility. It was very easy to tell who it was.
This person got closer and closer. As soon as he whistled, Pei Zi Yun pounced forward and stabbed out with his sword.
This person instinctively shivered, but it was too late. "Pu!" Just as he was about to scream, Pei Zi Yun stretched out his hand and swiped at his neck. This person immediately fell to his knees and clutched his neck, wanting to scream. However, he was like a rooster that was clutching his throat.
A sound could be heard from afar. The rest of the people looked over warily, "That sound is from a wild chicken."
A voice cried out in alarm, followed by a wail, "Not good, this bastard has buried a knife in the reeds. Everyone be careful."
Pei Zi Yun was secretly overjoyed. He could feel the exhaustion in his body. His spiritual energy was almost depleted. It was just a trip to the capital city, and yet he had fallen into such a predicament.
Four whistles rang out, but there were only four of them. Pei Zi Yun did not hide too far away, but crouched down under the reeds. The dense reeds were the best place to assassinate.
The four of them inched closer to him. Pei Zi Yun heard the sound of their footsteps. His sword pierced through the reeds, and one of them groaned. He then reacted, "This bastard is …."
Pei Zi Yun twisted his sword violently, and heard a scream. This person's internal organs were crushed, and he spat out blood as he fell to the ground.
"Three of them!" Pei Zi Yun counted. These people were all riding on horses. Pei Zi Yun, who had almost used up all his Dao techniques, was no match for them. However, this was the reeds, and could be used for sneak attacks, assassinations, and ambushes. There was still a chance of survival.
One of them pounced forward and shouted, "Don't be afraid. This bastard is only trying to ambush us. He can't use his demonic arts anymore. Get into formation and kill this bastard."
Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly. This bastard wasn't only good at sneak attacks. The six of them were well-coordinated, and it was hard to defend against him. This was the limit of a human's strength. However, there were only one or two of them, and the difference in strength was obvious.
"Die!" Pei Zi Yun roared as he pounced forward, and his sword flashed.
"Clang!" The person in front of him struck out with his sword as well, filled with killing intent. When the sword and blade collided, Pei Zi Yun grunted. This person was strong, and seemed to be born with godly strength.
It was said that the seventh and eighth levels of strength could be used to wield a heavy bow, lift a huge rock, or wear a suit of armor. Some people were born with such strength.
"Just because you're born with it doesn't mean that you can defend against Dao techniques." Pei Zi Yun used his remaining strength and struck out once more.
"Clang!" At this point, the leader felt a strange force pushing against him. At that moment, his body went limp. This numbness lasted only for a short period of time, but it was a life or death battle.
"Pu!" A cold light pierced through his heart, as snowflakes fell from the sky. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Pei Zi Yun grunted as well, as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. There were still two more people behind him.
"Leader!" The two of them shouted at the same time. One of them pounced forward, "Kill!"
The saber light was cold, but another person turned around and fled.
"Tao Zi, come quickly, this person is no longer …."
Pei Zi Yun struck out with his sword once more, causing sparks to fly. His sword missed by an inch, and in the next moment, his sword pierced through the man's heart. He groaned as he felt a chill run down his spine. When he looked down, he realized that the sword had pierced through his armor and came out from his back. He fell to the ground, dead.
"Something's not right. This person's martial arts and demonic techniques are all top notch. I have to report this to Master Hou. We have to surround and kill him. If not, it will be difficult to kill him." The person who was escaping thought to himself as he escaped from the reeds. The horse was just in front of him. He whistled as a horse galloped towards him.
He was just about to mount the horse when he heard the word 'bind'. It was as if his legs had grown roots and he was unable to climb up the horse. He then heard a cold voice, "Who sent you?"
The person stopped crawling and did not say a word. With a loud shout, he struck out with all his might.
"Chi!" The sound of cloth being torn apart could be heard as the sword sliced through the man's body.
"Speak!" Pei Zi Yun forced his way forward. The man gave a bitter laugh as he pulled out a dagger and stabbed himself in the heart. He then fell to the ground, twitching as he died.
"Death warrior!"
It seemed like although this person was escaping, it was only a temporary measure. He wasn't really afraid of death. Pei Zi Yun was speechless. Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on his face, forming water droplets on his face. His raincoat had already fallen off during the battle earlier. He walked out and started chanting, "The wind is howling, the water is cold, the hero will never return."
He then leaped onto a horse and galloped away. Pei Zi Yun was really afraid. If another wave of attacks came, even if he was a martial artist, he would not be able to hold on for much longer.
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