Rise Of Evil Sword God

The merchant group moved and stopped, stopped, and moved, and half a month's time quickly passed by.

During this half month of time, the merchant group didn't encounter an attack from bandits.

This day.

"Stop!" Along with the explosive shout of the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion's guard commander, the merchant group stopped.

In the front, a group of men wearing black robes standing in the middle of the forest road blocking the path of the carriages.

Listening to the guard's shout, Feng Yun and other Foundation Establishment Cultivators also stepped out of the carriage.

Suddenly, Feng Yun's eyes squinted. He scanned the surroundings, discovered dozens of men were hidden in the forest, and surrounding his group, all of them emitting powerful killing intent.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Yun's group was surrounded by over 20 men, they all wore black clothes.

"They are not bandits." Feng Yun's face frowned as he was guessing the identity of these people, they didn't look like bandits, but more like assassins.

"Leave all your goods and fuck off!" The group in the lead was a robust middle-aged man. He appeared to be extremely violent and wicked, and he shouted out explosively to Feng Yun's group.

This person was obviously the leader of the group, also a late-stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator. Behind him, there 7 more cultivators of the Foundation establishment realm, 2 mid-stage and 5 cultivators of the initial-stage of Foundation Establishment Realm, and the rest of the members were the only spirit gathering realm cultivators.

Right at this moment, the guard leader took a step forward, then he looked at the leader of the bandits and said in a deep voice, "We are from the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion, do you really want to clash with us?"

"Phoenix Treasure Pavilion, so what?" The bandit leader glared his eyes that were large as gongs when he heard the guard commander, then shouted explosively. "Did you hear what I fucking said? I'll give all of you one minute to leave… After that time, if you still let me fucking see the sight of any of you, I'll kill…"

"I give a chance to fuck off from here otherwise die here." Feng Yun started walking towards the group of men and said. The Heavenly Slayer Sword appeared in Feng Yun's hand. The group was a gift of spiritual Qi to him, how could he is not moving front.

"A young boy who is still wet behind the ears, you surprisingly dare to curse me." the leader said, while coldly looking at Feng Yun.

"Die, boy."

A cultivator of the Initial Foundation Establishment Realm with a long dagger jumped towards Feng Yun while stabbing with his dagger, which emitted a whistling sound as it pierced through the air.

Suddenly, there was a dazzling red light that filled the air, Feng Yun swiftly dodged the attack of the black-clothed man and swing his sword.

And blood spilled out like a water fountain from the man's throat. The whole process was so smooth and fast, the man in the black suit didn't even have the chance to scream, dying instantly.

How was this possible? How had that a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator been killed with a single movement? The men in black clothes were stupefied.

"Who are you guys?" Feng Yun said while moving closer to the group.

The leader of the group didn't reply but looked at all the other men and said: "Kill him first."

The remaining of all Foundation Establishment Realm men in black clothes simultaneously moved towards Feng Yun to kill him.

Feng Yun swung his sword as fast as a lightning strike. The men's head started to fly into the sky one by one, blood raining down from the head whose faces were frozen with fright.

"I guess, you won't talk." Feng Yun gave a smile and continued killing with his sword.

Swash, swash...

What happened next stunned the mercenaries. All of them had their mouths wide open. It was as if they were all in some insane dream.

What they could see was Feng Yun moving like a wild tiger between the men in the black suits. The sword in his hands kept transforming into cold lightning strikes. Every time he struck his sword, a man would be killed. Everyone was killed by a single strike, and he never struck the same man twice.

What was more terrifying was that all the men he killed didn't even have the chance to scream. Feng Yun's sword had taken away their rights to scream.

In less than a minute's time, everyone from the bandit group was laying on the ground covered in blood.

"When are you going to show up" Feng Yun looked at the distance in the forest. He could sense that there was someone hiding in the forest. And whoever is that person, his cultivation also way higher than a man in black suits.

Feng Yun has a feeling that someone following them since he left the Purple Lake City, he has a guess, the person could be from the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion.

Soon his guess was proved right.

"You are a truly outstanding young man, now I know why, Little Miss favored you.", A man bearing a gray robe appeared came out from the forest, with a smile on his face.

"It's you, auctioneer Chu." Feng Yun instantly recognizes the man, he was the auctioneer of the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion auction house.

"You can call me Elder Chu, Little Miss sent me as backup insurance." Chu Long said, and issue the orders to the merchant group to moving forward.

Soon the group started to move again at a faster speed.

In the carriage, Feng Yun was lost in thoughts, while his head was resting on the thighs of Yan Qiu while she was combing his hair slowly.

Looking at the face of Feng Yun, which was changing its expression from time to time, Yan Qiu asked, "What is it? Something bothering you."

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