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At this moment, on top of the Yangtze River Chasm, stood a towering pleasure boat. On the boat was a special old man. He was the suspect Shen Bin, the one that everyone of Fortune Pavilion had gone to great trouble to look for, Shen Bin, the Third Master of the Shen family. No one had expected that their group of people hadn't left Yangzhou this morning. They were still hiding there, watching the other side of the gate.

He happened to see the hubbub in his shop as if it had nothing to do with him. He was just a passer-by to watch the fun.

"Master Shen, the situation is chaotic right now. It's best for us to leave as soon as possible!" Old Liu, who was standing beside him, said worriedly. After all, the people from the Flowing Wind Pavilion weren't weak. If they knew of their identities, they would be like a hornet's nest and travel a thousand miles to kill them.

Shen Bin, the Third Master of the Shen family chuckled and calmly looked at the disturbance on the other side of the river. A trace of a playful cold smile surfaced on his face as he looked at the goatee with a profound look in his eyes. Zong Mei, go down and teach the Fortune Pavilion a ruthless lesson. Even an anxious rabbit would bite, not to mention we are famous for being bad! "

For some reason, when the people around him heard the word "bad guy", they all had a weird expression. Although what we did was just to stir up trouble, we never felt like we were bad people. Then you must be wondering who we are. What a joke. Of course, we are all here to fight against the four noble families' dark corruption, and their self-gathering alliance.

Speaking of evil and viciousness, the amount of blood and smoke fought by the handsome and Northern Commander over the years was countless. Our Sky Execution Alliance is truly too weak, too kind, and that's why we hide and flee.

The Enchanter of the Gou Sect immediately scuttled down like a ghost several meters away, and in a short period of time, he had already appeared at the entrance.

The men from the Flowing Wind Pavilion saw a black-faced burly man come out from a corner. They shuddered at the sight, and shouted in anger, "Who is it? "Daring madman, stop right there!" As soon as this person finished talking, he saw a cold light shoot over. "By the time he reacted, it was already too late. There was a deep bloody wound on his face. He let out a blood-curdling scream as he fell to the ground.

The forlorn deacon, Jia Ruidao, who was walking out of the store just happened to hear this cry of alarm. He looked up and saw a horrifying scene unfold in front of him. Before his men could take out their swords to face the enemy, they saw the man in black clothes cutting through the crowd like a ghost. He moved like a meteor, unbelievably fast.

In the next second, Zong Mei's figure leaped out of the crowd and appeared in front of Jia Ruidao. He then heard the sound of weapons hitting the ground and corpses littering the ground behind him. Some of the brothers didn't even have the time to scream before they died from Xue Feng throat. As one might imagine, this person's martial arts and skill had already reached the point of no one coming his way.

Looking at the fierce expression on the other party's face and the long and narrow scar on his face, then looking back at how ruthless he was in killing people as if he was slaughtering chickens and dogs, Jia Ruidao's heart turned cold. This was because the other party's departure hook had already appeared before him. He reacted quickly, dodging the opponent's fatal blow with a nimble movement. With a flip of his hand, he sent out a sharp blade attack. A crisp sound of weapons clashing could be heard. The two people's eyes met, and without any hesitation, their hands formed a fist that sent sparks flying in all directions. They wanted nothing more than to put the other person in a place of death.

The moment he saw this person's strange sickle-like weapon, he suddenly thought of a person. With a fierce glint in his eyes, he shouted, "You remnant evildoers of the Heavenly Execution Alliance, you are actually this savage. The people of the Fortune Pavilion are just worrying that we won't be able to find you, yet you delivered yourself to us. Even if the heavens did evil, one could still live. If one did evil, one could not live. Today, I shall be merciful enough to send you to your death. "

Zong Mei giggled and shouted in a cold voice, "You talk too much nonsense." Those who complain will die! " While he was speaking, his figure flashed, and the hook that was as round as the new moon had disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on Jia Ruidao's shoulder. Seeing that he was about to succeed, Jia Ruidao turned his body and dodged the fatal strike. The long blade was already piercing through the opponent's abdomen like a blade slicing through grass. Unexpectedly, the opponent's hook suddenly changed direction in the air, and the two weapons fiercely clashed, producing dazzling sparks with clanging sounds.

Li Guangling, the Sword of Mercy, was guarding the Pingyuan Palace. Although he was anxious and angry, he wished that he could immediately drag the Heavenly Execution Alliance out and tear them into pieces. However, when it comes to big matters, one must be calm and calm. If one's heart was in turmoil, how could the people below do good things? Thus, he had to remain calm and unperturbed as he asked Ding Xuanming about the progress of the Sky Execution Alliance's remnants and their many unknown details.

At this time, a disciple of the Fortune Pavilion rushed into the building in a panic. When he was about to report the investigation at the entrance, he suddenly discovered the figures of the remnants of the Heavenly Execution Alliance and was currently engaged in a fierce battle with Jia Ruidao and the others.

Li Guangling asked after hearing that, "Who exactly is the other party? How many people are there? "

That disciple immediately replied: "That person has a very long scar on his face, the weapon he uses is like a sickle. We feel that this person is very likely to be the remnant evildoer of the Sky Execution Alliance, Qu Zong Mei. "

Hearing this, Li Guangling rushed into the sky. He was like a swimming dragon as he disappeared into the horizon in the span of a few breaths. However, he heard a loud voice calling out from the sky, "Qian Qing, gather up Xiao Yun and the others at the entrance."

At the same time, the entire street was swept clean of the square in front of the Si's Gate Market. A cruel sneer hung on the ice-cold face of Qu Zong Mei. In addition to that sinister scar, she was like a ferocious ghost that came out of hell, and no one was allowed near her.

His figure flashed out, and instantly appeared in front of Jia Ruidao. He saw through his opponent's moves, and after a few rounds of battle, he twisted his hand, wrapping the man's long blade with force. Jia Ruidao was caught off guard. He felt his hand go numb as the long saber flew out of his hand and into the sky. For a moment, he was completely flustered.

But how could Zong Mei miss this opportunity? She took the opportunity to fly down, flying up and down, aiming at her opponent's body. Countless arrows of blood spurted out from her body. Before Jia Ruidao could fight to his death, she was kicked dozens of feet away by Zong Mei. It hit the door on the other side and fell down from the air.

As for him, he fell to the ground, spitting blood and coughing non-stop as he struggled feebly.