Legend of Sword King

"This... Were they here to meet up with the wolfwalker? Why else would they be heading straight for this village? This village, could it be a rendezvous point that I chose a long time ago? "    

    

When Zhao E saw this scene, she frowned, "Who are these cultivators? Could they really be from the Qin family of Spirit Martial County?"    

    

Cheng Qing said with a somber expression, "Yes or no, we'll know after we go take a look."    

    

Cheng Qing asked Zhao E mei and the rest to stay there while he sneaked towards the village. This small group of people had a total of ten or so people and their cultivations varied from the first grade of the Xumi Stage to the third grade of the Xumi Stage.    

    

According to the information that Yang Ruoxi had provided Cheng Qing, the Qin family was one of the five big families of the Spirit Martial County. Moreover, it was one of the top two big families, and in the entire Spirit Martial County, only the Mayor's family could be compared with it.    

    

If the Qin family really had dealings with the Uighurs, this was not good news for the situation on the other side of the border.    

    

Upon entering the village, he climbed up to the roof of a house and looked into the village. A cold light flashed across Cheng Qing's eyes. Those cultivators were looking for people everywhere, but when they saw the villagers that were killed, they remained unmoved. This didn't make sense. Normally, when a Western Paradise cultivator saw such a scene, they would be furious.    

    

The cultivator in the lead was a middle-aged man, and he was also the person with the highest cultivation base. He stood at the entrance to the village with his hands behind his back, coldly looking around with a displeased expression.    

    

A young man beside him said hesitantly, "Captain, it is already the appointed time. Why aren't those people here? Did they not come? "    

    

The middle-aged man said coldly, "If they didn't come, then who killed the villagers?"    

    

The young man said, "If they came, why didn't they show up now? Could they have already left? But the appointed time has not passed. "    

    

The middle-aged man looked serious, "This is a very important matter. Since they have come, they should not have left before the hour has passed. "I should search carefully to see if I can find any clues!"    

    

The young man replied respectfully and left with his underlings. The only ones left at the intersection were the middle-aged man and two other first-grade Xumi Stage cultivators.    

    

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qing sneered. The other side was searching the village without restraint. His hiding place wasn't safe either. The bodies of Warwick and the others would be found sooner or later, but he no longer planned to hide.    

    

He took out a heavy crossbow from his Cosmic Bag and loaded it in advance. He aimed it at the middle-aged man at the intersection and pulled the trigger.    

    

The moment when Qian Jun had started, the middle-aged man had sensed the danger and had been startled. His body had reacted quickly and moved to the side, avoiding the fatal part of his heart. However, the crossbow arrow had pierced through his shoulder.    

    

The tremendous power of the arrow pierced through his body, bringing with it a bundle of flesh and blood. It nailed itself onto the wall behind the middle-aged man, causing the arrow's tail to tremble violently.    

    

"Who dares to plot against me?!" The middle-aged man's body was pushed to the side by the string and he staggered. He almost couldn't stand properly, but he was able to stabilize himself. With the sword in his hand, he let out a roar and didn't forget to retreat.    

    

The middle-aged man was suddenly ambushed. He was the first one to get injured, but he quickly stabilized himself and retreated. He did not ask for a counterattack to save himself.    

    

Unfortunately, he was facing Cheng Qing.