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One of the black-clothed men jumped off his mount. He held his saber and knelt down, cupping his fists in greeting. He said, "Reporting to the Cao family. I've searched the west side of the peach forest, and found no trace of Miss …"

Instructor Cao shouted, "Search again! "Useless thing!" He pushed away the black satin under his bamboo hat and looked at the peach trees. He said angrily, "I don't believe this evil! "Even if you find it dark, you must find it!"

Just as the man in black left, another youth in black clothing ran back in panic and said: "Instructor Cao, we found a woman in white on the hill!" None of these thugs had ever seen the real Xie Tingting from Carefree Villa before, so they naturally couldn't tell if she was her or not.

Instructor Cao scolded: "What are you waiting for? Quick, bring me there! " He turned the horse around, feeling overjoyed.

The youth in black said, "She's already dead!"

"Huh?" "Coach Cao's body shuddered!" What? "Dead?" One had to know that if the young miss Qian Jin died, her head would fall off.

Coach Cao had a sturdy physique and was tall and sturdy. He looked like a bear on the outside, but his body was very agile.

He put one hand on the horse's back and pushed it away. He kicked in the air and then flipped back, nimble as a swallow.

With a "bang", the black-clothed youth received Coach Cao's kick on his back. He hit a peach tree ten feet away like a winter melon and stopped himself.

The peach tree was struck by him, and with a "chirp", the bowl-thick tree trunk broke and fell to the ground.

The black-clothed youth spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt down with all his might: "This subordinate deserves to die!"

"Rice Bucket!" Quick, bring me there! Even if I die, I have to see it! " Instructor Cao simply took off his bamboo hat. He had a fierce-looking face and his facial muscles trembled. It looked like the prisoner who was about to be sent to the guillotine.

The drizzle was boiling, and the cold wind was whistling like a devil, making the peach branches on the grave cry out strangely.

Under the huge peach tree, more than sixty men in black surrounded the grass grave where the swordsman had met the king three times. There was a woman lying in front of the grave. It was precisely this woman who had been misunderstood to be the manor lord's daughter.

Coach Cao pushed his way through the crowd and hurried to the grave of the swordsman. He lifted the green cassock covering Sima Lin, revealing her wet green robe.

"Fuck, are all of you blind?" "This is not a lady!" He pointed at Sima Lin who was lying on the ground and cursed in a flustered manner.

As expected of a cultivator, his voice was vigorous and vigorous.

For a time, the large peach forest quieted down. It was so quiet that it could hear the sound of drizzle hitting the ground.

When Instructor Cao saw that everyone had lowered their heads, he ordered again: "Search, not even a brick can be spared! If you don't, find the owner of the peach forest and kill him. I don't believe in this! "

As the word 'evil' came out of his mouth, he leaped up and drew his blade, aiming straight for the wooden sign in front of the swordsman's grave.

What an arrogant tone, what an arrogant instructor. He did not ask the owner of the peach forest whether it was a swordsman meeting a king.

At this moment.

"Sou sou!" Two rays of blue light pierced through the air and flew towards the grave. Instructor Cao's wrist went soft and the blade fell in front of his grave.

Instructor Cao cursed: "Which bastard is this? An assassin? " With his bloodied right hand, he let out a loud shout and forced out two copper coins that were covered in flesh and blood.

When the subordinates saw this, they hurriedly came to help. In a short moment, over a hundred men, their swords drawn and their weapons drawn, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Strangely, there was no sign of an enemy, not even a friend. Other than their own people, they were also their own people. They looked at each other.

Instructor Cao had a very big reputation in Carefree Villa and had quite a bit of status. Now that he had suffered a loss in front of his men, he did not even see the face of his enemies. He could not help but feel angry, and his blood rushed to his head as he shouted: "Brothers, dig the grass grave for me!" His teeth chattered.

They were like flies that had heard the scent of blood as they flew towards the grave where the swordsmen had met their sovereign.

"How dare you!" A loud shout came from the sky.

As soon as he said that, a rain of coins flew towards the black clothed people in front of the grave like a shower of rain. The ant-like black clothed people all fell to the ground, hitting their heads and killing them.

All of a sudden, more than a dozen of his subordinates fell. Instructor Cao's heart did not ache and his eyes did not blink. He whistled fiercely and drew his blade with his left hand. He pointed at the tall peach tree and said, "The enemy is on top of the peach tree!"

Everyone headed towards the largest peach tree. Only then did they realize that there was a group of things at the top of the tree that looked very similar to the sky. It was round and motionless like a snowball.

After all, he was a great instructor and was well-informed. With how adept the enemy's hiding method was, he was still discovered.

"Use the bow!" a big guy suggested, and they all took down their bows and arrows, nocked their bows and nocked their arrows. Instructor Cao looked at him and shot a dozen arrows at him.

At that moment, the spherical ball suddenly tore apart like an egg, and a white-clothed person flashed out. The spinning fell to the ground, fast as lightning, and it was astonishing how fast it was.

Without saying a word, the man landed on the ground and threw his right hand forward. The folding fan flew forward like a round plate, flying past the neck of the archers.

By then, dozens of black figures would have died before they could scream out in pain.

When Instructor Cao saw that more than half of the hundred or so people he had brought were gone, he became extremely anxious.

Although the swordsman had not been around the world for long, his reputation was very wide. However, not many people had seen him, because when he wanted to kill someone, he often changed his appearance. However, his weapon, the "fan" blade, was incomparable. Of course, Instructor Cao also knew this. When he saw a folding fan that made him so familiar with it, he could easily guess that it was a swordsman meeting his master.

Therefore, he was a bit fearful in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. After all, he was a great teacher, so he more or less held back his pride. He stood up and asked, "May I ask if Your Excellency is Mr. Feng Jun, the swordsman?" He felt that it would be better to be a bit more courteous first. Later, he would come and take care of him!

In front of the assassin, he was more polite than ever. He was indeed a martial artist.

When the swordsman saw that Jun Mo Xie was pretending to be a stranger, he said, "No!" The river and the lake were dangerous, so it was better to be on guard against them.

Instructor Cao asked softly, "Sir, may I ask our Miss …" He paused before changing his words and asking, "May I ask if you have seen a woman around the age of eighteen who knows some martial arts …"

When the swordsman saw such a vicious henchman, he became very polite. He knew the other person was here for. He must be Xie Tingting's servant.

He put away his folding fan and picked up a peach branch from the ground. He looked as if he was in deep pain, placed it in front of his nose, and sniffed. "It's a pity that my peach tree is innocent. My peach branch is still far away from being pampered in the spring!" He sniffed the air as he walked, then said, "The peach branches will bleed, the peach branches will cry, and the peach branches will hurt!"

Instructor Cao had heard of the swordsman's reputation for a long time, but he did not expect it to be such a weird person. He walked over with a saber in his left hand, and as soon as he did, the rest of his men immediately surrounded him.

All of a sudden, dozens of blades of the same color pointed at the assassin. The seals on the blades were even whiter than fish. With this, Instructor Cao's courage increased once again. He said: "Don't be afraid of him, we are outnumbered. Kill him!"

As soon as the word 'kill' was spoken, dozens of swords stabbed forward.