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As the line in the distance grew closer, the carriages and horses kicked up a cloud of dust.

These people were all dressed in green embroidered clothes. Their waists were hung with blades, and each one of them looked very arrogant.

The leader was a man with an imposing manner. He was riding a big horse and was dressed in a red flying fish suit. He wore a black muslin hat and had a black gold scabbard around his waist. If one looked closely, they would notice that he and Li Dao bore a deep resemblance.

A familiar feeling came from Li Dao. This man's cultivation was at the middle Xiantian realm. His martial arts skills were clearly the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Nine Solitary Sword Technique.

Li Dao had taught Xia Bing's kung fu skills before, and Xin 14 Niang understood it too. So this man's kung fu skills were probably taught by Xia Bing and Xin 14 Niang. Of course, there was another possibility. It was something that the little guy from Qingshan Village had taught him all those years ago.

Li Dao remembered that when he had just arrived in this world, he met a demonic beast that robbed and plundered a village. He had accepted a disciple in the village who was named Li Jian.

Twenty years had passed, and the brat from back then should have been a powerful warrior now.

In the middle of the line was a corrugated old man with a grizzled beard and a sunken cheek that showed deep cheekbones.

Seeing this old man, Fu Qingfeng, who was hidden in the grass, clenched his fist tightly. A glimmer of water could be seen in his eyes.

The tears were already flowing uncontrollably down Fu Yuewing's face as her shoulders twitched. His father had served the country and its people all his life, yet he had ended up like this. These treacherous officials deserved to be killed, as did the subordinates of these treacherous officials!

"Stop!"

The leading man reined in the reins and raised his hand to stop the group behind him.

His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and the man yelled towards the grass patch where Fu Qingfeng and the others were. "What scoundrels are hiding, come out!"

As his voice fell, the people of Six Fans Gate looked at each other in dismay. They thought to themselves, "Qian Hu must have gone crazy. Who would be here on such a hot day in the wilderness?"

The man looked calm as he continued, "Ladies and gentlemen, do you really want me to invite you out?"

A swishing sound rang out as Fu Yuechi stood up from the grass. She stared fixedly at Fu Tiancheng, who was in the carriage.

Fu Qingfeng, One Autumn Leaf, and Ning Caichen also stood out, all of them wearing black scarves.

Zhiqiu and Yiye did not care too much about these people. He was a disciple of the Kunlun Society, so how could he possibly take these mortals seriously? It was the same even if the man in front of him was a Xiantian expert.

Martial arts were always inferior in front of the Immortal Dao, especially in this kind of immortal world.

Seeing Fu Qingfeng and the others step out, Fu Tiancheng's cloudy eyes turned clear inside the prison cart. Even though Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi were both covered in masks, how could he not recognize his own daughter?

"Aren't you guys afraid of retribution? You're the accomplice of a tiger!"

Fu Qingfeng unsheathed his sword and shouted at the Six Fans Gate group.

"That's right. Lord Fu is an honest and honest man with clear sleeves and a pure heart. His heart is a land of peace and prosperity and is a pillar of our nation. How can you bear to persecute Lord Fu together with the Demonic Monk? "

Seeing that Fu Qingfeng had spoken, Ning Caichen could not help but step forward and swipe his brush.

"Everyone, I also admire Lord Fu. However, I will obey my orders. Please get out of my way, I do not wish to make things difficult for you!"

The man cupped his hands and shouted.

"You are a right and wrong hound, you deserve to die!"

The little girl's temper was a bit explosive. He straightened her sword and charged towards the man's head. Fu Qingfeng followed closely behind as he raised his sword. The treasured sword illuminated his eyes in the sunlight.

However, facing Zuo Qianhu, who was at the middle stage of the Innate realm, Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuedao were no different from striking a stone with an egg.

Zuo Qianhu didn't draw his sword either. With a wave of his sleeve, a strong gale rose and sent both Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuezhan flying.

This martial art was obviously the iron sleeves of the Nine Yin Sutra.

Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuedao both flew back as they were caught by One Autumn Leaf. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths as despair filled their hearts. This bastard's kung fu was terrifyingly high.

However, when he thought of 'One Autumn Leaf' and Nie Xiaoqian, who was hiding in the dark, Fu Qingfeng felt slightly more relaxed. Luckily, his sister was lucky enough to run into an expert.