"The four of you, each with a small team, lurk in various streets of Fuzhou City and block the gates in all directions. Make sure not one person from the Fuwei Escort Bureau escapes!" Yu Canghai said.

"After deploying people, come back and resume your duties."

"Yes, Master!"

"I want to go to the Fuwei Escort Agency in person and kill them all one by one, one by one!" Yu Canghai gritted his teeth.

The pain of losing his son made him hate Fuwei Escort Agency even more deeply.

"Master, do you want us to help you?"

"No, your martial arts will only serve to scare off the enemy!" Yu Canghai refused.

"You just need to block Fuwei Escort's escape route."

Yu Canghai arranged the tactics.

"I want them to die in fear."

Wave.

"You go ahead."

"Disciple accepts the order!"

The four heroes bowed down and quietly withdrew. Each led some people and began to infiltrate throughout Fuzhou City.

Yu Canghai, on the other hand, continued to sit cross-legged.

He was waiting for his disciples to guard all exits before taking action.

He didn't want anyone to leave Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Lin Zhennan, I want to cut off your head and sacrifice it to my son! The flawless sword manual for warding off evil will also belong to me, Yu Canghai!" After Yu Canghai roared, he closed his eyes to rest.

See this~!

Lin Pingzhi also quietly retreated.

Taking action here would lead to a siege from everyone in the Qingcheng faction. He was not sure whether he could withstand the siege of so many people, and he was not sure whether he could keep Yu Canghai in front of so many people.

In this case, let's kill some that can be easily solved first.

"Since you want fear, then I'll give it to you!" Lin Pingzhi planned to treat the other person in his own way.

After exiting Yu Canghai, he quietly followed Yu Renhao's team and walked towards East Street.

Yu Renhao's team walked very slowly and carefully.

This is the territory of the Fuwei Escort Agency. Maybe the Lin family has planted spies in the Qingcheng faction. Well... they have always thought so.

The Qingcheng faction has recently come straight to Fujian. They cannot guarantee whether the Fuwei Escort Bureau will discover their whereabouts and send secret sentries to guard the streets and alleys to prevent changes.

If discovered by the sentry, Fuwei Escort Agency may have run away.

By blocking Fuzhou City, even if the Lin family knew about it afterwards, they would not be able to escape.

Therefore, their steps are very careful, and the speed of diffusion is also very slow.

This gave Lin Pingzhi many opportunities.

Otherwise, he would not act rashly.

Yu Renhao led his junior brothers, holding cold iron swords in hand, and rushed on the road under the unclear night light.

The sword has been unsheathed.

The cold light is harsh.

Obviously, he wanted to wipe his throat with a sword when he encountered an unknown sentinel, and did not want to give the possible Lin family sentry a chance to survive.

Cruel, absolutely.

"You, stay here." Yu Renhao pointed to a disciple and said.

"yes!"

The one responded in a low voice and hid in a corner.

While they were infiltrating, they were deploying their manpower to include the entire city of Fuzhou in their dragnet.

As expected of the famous Qingcheng sect in the world, they are well-trained... and follow orders and prohibitions.

They thought everything was going well...

However, what they don't know is that behind them, there is a god of death!

"Shua~!"

The disciple had just landed when a pair of eyes suddenly appeared behind his head. They were very bright in the dark night.

The whites of the eyes and pupils are clear in black and white.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if something had been inserted into the back of his heart. It didn't hurt at all and was very comfortable...but it would kill him.

The disciple looked down and saw a sword tip with a large drop of blood emerging from his chest.

I?

I was stabbed through the heart?

But, why doesn't it hurt, but it still feels itchy and comfortable? What kind of sword is this?

Apart from feeling like my vitality is disappearing, I don't feel any discomfort at all!

He has never encountered it.

It was also my first time to experience Tao.

"division…"

Only then did he realize that he had been assassinated.

He wanted to scream for help from the group of fellow apprentices walking up and down the street, but his mouth was covered by a hand, and his scream was blocked. He could only watch the group of fellow apprentices go away.

In despair, he died.

It's like being haunted by a ghost in the dark night and trying to call out to people under the lights to help him, but no one else notices anything unusual. He can only die in the dark...

helpless.

Who else is the owner of the sword besides Lin Pingzhi?

He put away his sword and rubbed the blood on the corpse's clothes to make sure that the smell of blood was gone from the sword before continuing forward.

As if nothing happened.

In the dark night, he is like the god of death, harvesting lives one by one.

Every time Yu Renhao ordered someone to stay and garrison, one person would die.

Or in the corner, or behind the tree, or by the bridge...

Death looks different.

But they all have one thing in common: death is not painful, as if they were asleep.

Yu Renhao himself didn't know...his hand had become a sickle in the hand of the God of Death, pointing out who would die.

Finally, they approached the end of East Street.

And there weren't many people around Yu Renhao.

"You guys stay here while I go and report to Master that we have completed the mission!" Yu Renhao said.

"Yes~!"

There are only seven or eight Qingcheng sect disciples left.

Lin Pingzhi approached quietly and saw that he had found a good opportunity to deal with these people.

He didn't hesitate and drew his sword directly.

"who!"

Because there was no hiding place, there was no way to hide here. The moment Lin Pingzhi took action, he was discovered by Yu Renhao.

but…

Lin Pingzhi's face did not stop harvesting life because of their discovery.

"Swish, swish" with just a few sword blows, three people were killed.

"Wha~!"

Yu Renhao and the remaining people immediately raised their swords to greet him.

"Keng~"

Who are Lin Pingzhi's opponents among these people?

Not even a single blow could survive.

Together with Yu Renhao, they fell into a pool of blood.
To be continued...