The day before the beginning of autumn was a cloudy day.

Li Xiuyuan, who had been bored in the inn for many days, got up early and went to Yanming Lake in Zhuxian Town.

The sword has been sharpened, and he is waiting for the wind to blow tomorrow, and he will go to the lake to meditate.

Nangong Ruyu, who got up early, wanted to tag along, but he declined to stay at the inn to watch Long Hongchen and Xiao Longer practice swordplay.

There are no wild geese about to fly south as expected by Yanming Lake, but there are a few pairs of mandarin ducks coming out to look for food, wandering leisurely in the lake, adding a touch of life in the autumn breeze.

Sitting by the lake, Li Xiuyuan was quietly emotionless, waiting.

Waiting for the passage to leave the Shura battlefield to open tomorrow, waiting for the storm in front of Longmen Pass.

Since assassinations could happen in Taiping Town, he wouldn't be surprised if it happened openly and openly in front of Longmen Pass.

It took a few days to sharpen the sword, and also a few days to endure the state of mind.

He believed that Zhuge Xiongfeng would be able to find him. It seemed that he was tormenting Zhuge Xiongfeng at the moment, and it wasn't Zhuge Xiongfeng who was tormenting himself.

He just didn't know if that guy was waiting for the passage to leave to open before causing trouble for him?

If that were the case, he could transform into a divine dragon and float away.

As long as you leave Longmen Pass, that guy will never find his whereabouts again.

He sat alone for a long time, watching the mandarin ducks in the lake leave his sight. It was already past half time, and then he slowly stood up and left the stone bench by the lake.

The shores of Yanming Lake were unusually quiet. The monks who had returned were either resting in the inn or queuing up outside the city lord's mansion, waiting to redeem their military merits.

Leaving the lake where the autumn wind was gradually rising, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but look up into the depths of the lake, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the pairs of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

He didn't call for a carriage today. He just wanted to take a walk before leaving. After all, he would never look back once he left.

Among the people in the inn, apart from Song Tianyu, he was the one with the highest level of cultivation.

Everyone knew Li Xiuyuan's abilities, so when they saw him going out alone, no one wanted to follow him. Li Xiuyuan liked peace and quiet, so even Chu Feng didn't follow him.

At this moment, Chu Feng was sitting in the inn drinking tea with Princess Qingyue. In his eyes, Li Xiuyuan was a divine dragon, so how could he care about these monks on the Shura battlefield.

Not far along the way to the north, you will see a long street.

The long street leading to the city lord's palace.

Li Xiuyuan, who was wearing a black shirt, suddenly stopped. In just a moment, he felt something strange.

Then he shook his head, smiled bitterly and continued to walk forward. Before leaving, he wanted to see the old man in the city lord's mansion.

It was nearly noon in Zhuxian Town, and a gust of autumn wind blew up in the sky. Early fallen leaves blew towards him from the front, gradually filling his eyes.

The fallen leaves rotate in the wind. Although it cannot completely block the sight of pedestrians, it will affect Li Xiuyuan's perception while walking on the long street.

In just a moment, the autumn wind on the long street took away the sparse pedestrians. From a distance, only Li Xiuyuan, dressed in black, was left, strolling slowly in the wind, heading towards the city lord's palace.

On the long street, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and you could only hear Li Xianyuan's gentle sigh, not even his footsteps.

Other than that, there was only the whining sound of the wind.

Li Xiuyuan kept moving forward, just walking, and then stopped in the autumn wind.

As the autumn wind blew by, he stretched out his hand to grab a leaf. He gently sniffed the chilly air in the leaf. He could vaguely see the city lord's palace at the end of the long street.

There was a queue at the end of the long street, and there were monks waiting to redeem their military merits.

Li Xiuyuan felt that there seemed to be someone behind him. He stopped with a sigh, turned around, and looked directly at the past. He wanted to see who dared to ambush him on the long street.

In the rustling wind, he saw a person.

A man came fifty feet away, dressed in white as snow, with a face as frosty as ice. He held an iron bow in his hand, and the arrow was already on the string.

The fallen leaves in the autumn wind are charming to the eyes, but they cannot stop Li Xiuyuan's delusional eyes.

The one dressed in white is Zhuge Xiongfeng who escaped from Tianyao Mountain. He came to take revenge for the assassination that year.

Revenge without any reason, he must complete the revenge that he has endured for eight years before the Shura battlefield is closed.

Li Xiuyuan could ignore the iron bow in Zhuge Xiongfeng's hand, regardless of whether the iron arrow already on the string was quenched with poison.

So he stopped in the wind and looked over quietly.

On the long street, Zhuge Xiongfeng held back his anger and tried to feel the boy's energy in the autumn wind to ensure that the boy would not run away from him in an instant.

Behind him, there were dozens of late-stage Dongtian monks holding swords.

Zhuge Xiongfeng, the nephew of Zhuge Yuanying, the commander of Longmen Pass, was a complete lunatic in the late Dongtian period.

He knew what it meant to kill someone on the long street of Zhuxian Town.

But he didn't care. Maybe his uncle Zhuge Yuanying had rushed over from Longmen Pass at this time, but he still wanted to ambush Li Xiuyuan here.

So he is not crazy, he is already crazy.

It's just that Li Xiuyuan really can't understand. His age and appearance when he was in Tianyao Mountain are very different from what he is now. How did this guy get the news?

Could it be that Dongfang Yu'er told him about Qin Qianshan, or was he already seen through by Qin Qianshan when he was in Baiyun City?

After thinking about it, besides Qin Qianshan, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could inform the guy in front of him?

Zhuge Xiongfeng was also observing Li Xiuyuan indifferently, staring at this incredible young man.

If someone hadn't told him that the boy in front of him was the guy on Tianyao Mountain, he wouldn't have believed it even to death.

After arriving in Zhuxian Town, he had been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Li Xiuyuan to go out alone, and patiently waited for Li Xiuyuan to die.

The fallen leaves in the autumn wind are charming, but they can't stop Zhuge Xiongfeng's anger and the iron arrow in his hand!

Today he came here with the magic arrow from Tianyu City, just to avenge the one-shot arrow he committed back then.

Back then, Li Xiuyuan killed countless of his men with iron arrows and took away one of his left arms!

Today, he is already at the peak of Dongtian Queen's cultivation. He believes that with his attainments in martial arts, his group can definitely kill the opponent.

This matter has nothing to do with fairness, he just came here for personal revenge!

After a long silence, Zhuge Xiongfeng took a step forward, carrying a strong murderous aura. A huge cave seemed to appear behind him, and the air on the long street suddenly became cold.

"You shouldn't have let me leave Tianyao Mountain back then... so you will die here today!"

Zhuge Xiongfeng thought for a while and felt that the young man in front of him should die and understand!

At this time, he had a long bow in his hand, the arrow was already strung, and behind him were monks who had been in the cave heaven realm for decades... In his opinion, this was a battle without any suspense!

After these years of hard training, he no longer has many people to fear. His cultivation has reached its peak. Apart from the demons on the battlefield, he has always wanted to find a powerful monk to fight against.

He was very confident in his own cultivation, so he dared to look at his former enemy indifferently, with the iron bow in his hand always ready to shoot a fatal arrow.

"Alas!" Li Xiuyuan sighed softly.

Looking at him, he asked without sadness: "It was you who plotted against me, not me who went to Yecheng to cause trouble for you... I want to know, who gave you the tip today?

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He could let go of his former enemy, or he could stop competing with the family friend in front of him.

But he will definitely not let go of the guy who is hiding in the dark, leaking information and launching cold arrows.

Only then did Zhuge Xiongfeng realize that the young man in front of him didn't take his ambush seriously at all, because Li Xiuyuan had no intention of escaping from the beginning to the end.

The reason why he didn't shoot the iron arrow in his hand was because he found that he couldn't understand Li Xiuyuan's state.

However, behind him are monks who have been in the Cave Heaven Realm for decades!

Even with the human wave tactics, he would definitely be able to take down the young man in front of him and avenge him with one stone.

There was such a cold confrontation on the long street. Zhuge Xiongfeng didn't move, and Li Xiuyuan didn't mean to move either.

"That's my business. Even if someone tipped me off, how could I tell you?"

Zhuge Xiongfeng took a deep breath and instantly took a bow and aimed at Li Xiuyuan in front of him.

The fingers are trembling slightly, and the bowstring of the full moon is humming softly!

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired, but he had no intention of taking it back.

Li Xiuyuan also knew that this guy would not tell the informant, so he did not ask any questions.

"Buzz!" sounded softly, and the bowstring vibrated wildly.

The divine bow from Jade City above the Nine Heavens exerted its force, and a black arrow cut through the long street, flying silently towards Li Xiuyuan at the other end of the long street!

This is a fatal arrow shot from the divine bow!

The arrow enters the autumn wind and passes through the fallen leaves, to harvest the life of the young man standing quietly in the wind!

However, the muffled groan that Zhuge Xiongfeng imagined did not appear, and Li Xiuyuan showed no intention of falling in the wind.

Li Xian’s life-threatening arrow flew to an unknown destination!

At the other end of the street, Li Xiuyuan just stared silently at Zhuge Xiongfeng holding the divine bow. He neither took out his Shura sword nor the soul-stirring divine dragon bow!

Zhuge Xiongfeng is also fearless. As long as he has the divine bow in his hand, he will not be afraid even if he is a master at the top of the cave world!

On the contrary, he was a little excited, ready to fire a few more arrows at any time to end the life of the young man in front of him.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the excited Zhuge Xiongfeng and shook his head, and said softly: "Believe it or not, if you shoot another arrow, you will die! The kind that will destroy your soul!"
To be continued...