Deep in the Taihang Mountains, giant trees stand tall. This endless sea of forest has been growing for who knows how many years, and to this day, no one dares to venture in lightly.

  Even if it is that notorious Black Flag Army, they have only managed to carve out a place for themselves on the fringes.

  Here was originally the location of Li Mingtang's mountain stronghold, and after being destroyed by Jiang Kongming, it was taken over as a base. All the Blood Wine Warriors didn't have high demands for their surroundings. Let alone having beds and quilts, even if they were made to sleep under the stars, they could still rest easy.

  This is a batch of the cheapest super warriors and also the biggest trump card in Xu Haifeng's hand.

  Tens of thousands of people live here, yet it is rare to hear the sound of noise, the dark and gloomy forest has a kind of eerie and strange feeling.

  But this silence, which was almost like death, was soon broken by someone.

  More than 200 people walked sporadically on the mountain ridge leading to the Black Flag Army's garrison.

  The leader was a man with hair as white as snow, but his eyes were bright and piercing, making it impossible for others to gaze at him directly.

  "Hu Lao Ge, just ahead is the Black Flag Army's garrison." Lyu Yangming introduced with a smile.

  "Hu Temple hummed and asked with a somewhat lecturing tone: 'Brother Lü, we are also old friends now. Why did Master Xu ask us to come here?'"

  "What's there to see in a place where birds don't even shit? Isn't this just a waste of time?" A rough and loud voice rose from behind them, full of discontent.

  The two of them were taken aback, no need to turn their heads back, only this rough Zhang Zhong would speak like that.

  However, this guy also has some self-awareness and knows that he can't afford to offend Master Xu, so he restrained himself a lot. If it were someone else, they would have directly scolded him by now.

  "Lao Hu's temper is something he should change for the better." Lv Yangming said in a low voice.

  In the temple, Hu nodded silently, although he didn't say a word, his face was full of approval.

  "Brother Lü, aren't you the martial arts instructor of the Black Flag Army? You should know the reason behind it." asked Hu in a low voice.

  He helplessly shrugged his shoulders, and Lv Yang bitterly smiled: "Hu Lao Ge, don't laugh at me, I'm just a nominal master, I've never taught even half a move. And this place, I've only been here twice, and this time is also thanks to you guys."

  Just as Hu was about to speak, he suddenly felt something strange on his head, as if a gust of wind had blown past. He looked up, but there was nothing. His heart was filled with suspicion and uncertainty when a loud noise pierced the air, followed by a cry of surprise from behind him. He turned around, and his face immediately changed color.

  By Zhang Zhong's side, a feathered arrow was straightly inserted into that solid mountain wall.

  The cliffs here have been blown by the wind and rain, and the scorching sun has polished them to an extraordinary hardness, even if they are cut with a sharp knife, they will not be damaged much.

  But that unknown arrow somehow penetrated the stone for several inches, and the arrow shaft was still trembling. Such enormous strength is truly astonishing to hear.

  Zhang Zhong had been wandering the jianghu for many years, and was naturally a connoisseur. His face was ashen pale, but there was an uncontrollable hint of white in his eyes. The dagger at his waist had already been unsheathed, and his entire body's energy was circulating ceaselessly, accumulating momentum to strike. On the main road, even the slightest movement would inevitably provoke his full-force counterattack.

  In the temple, he also drew a long sword from his waist. He knew in his heart that if the arrow just now had been aimed at him and shot, he would have died long ago.

  Even with his extraordinary insight and martial arts skills, being caught off guard by this arrow would still be fatal.

  On the mountain waist, the sound of weapons clashing was continuous, and most people had drawn their swords. So many people, yet not a single one noticed where this arrow came from.

  Lü Yang's face changed, he had seen Zhebie's archery skills before and knew that under the heavens, only this person had such ability. He looked around and pointed with his hand, saying: "Zhang brother, they were just joking with you, the person is over there, don't look anymore."

  Zhang Zhong and others looked up and saw a figure walking out of the distance, standing in the middle of the road, facing the wind.

  "Is it him? Impossible." Zhang Zhong exclaimed in disbelief.

  It's not that he doubted Lü Yang's words, but rather that the person was so far away, how could this arrow have been shot by him.

  Suddenly, he felt a stir in his heart and exclaimed: "Zhe Bie?"

  At the mountain waist, a look of horror simultaneously appeared in the eyes of the group of heroes. It turned out that the rumors in Jianghu had not been exaggerated after all, and there was indeed such a divine archer in the world.

  "On behalf of our master, I have come to respectfully welcome you all, please..." Zhe Bie shouted loudly.

  With a discontented murmur, Zhang Zhong said in a low voice: "Is he giving us a warning?" But even if he had the courage to be reckless, he didn't dare to loudly scold him. Facing Zhebie, he already had a deep sense of fear in his heart.

  Arriving at the mountain top platform, the terrain suddenly opens up.

  Jiang Gongming made great efforts here, thoroughly repairing and renovating it. At a glance, it was a large campus that could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

  Under Zhebie's lead, they came to the high platform in front of the school field with more than 200 people. Seeing that there was no one around, even Lvyangming's eyes had a questioning color.

  Zhe Bie didn't explain anything to them either. He drew an arrow from his back and shot it in front of everyone, drawing the bowstring.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on this world-renowned archer, and just now that arrow was only heard to have broken through the air, without seeing its shadow. Now that he has made a move to draw his bow and shoot, it is only natural to watch carefully.

  Zhebie's movements were swift and unparalleled, drawing his bowstring and shooting it out as if he hadn't even taken aim.

  A brilliant arrow shot out from mid-air, leaving a beautiful and almost straight trajectory, disappearing instantly from everyone's sight. This group of high-level martial artists looked far into the distance, but with their visual acuity, they couldn't see where the arrow had landed.

  "Huh......" At this point, a loud and clear sound of breaking through the air finally entered everyone's ears.

  This arrow was actually three points faster than everyone's gaze and even faster than the transmission of sound.

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and the power of this arrow had already been deeply imprinted on everyone's heart, never to be erased.

  "Oh..."

  A loud roar like a giant beast came from behind the mountain, with a fierce and cruel tone that made people's hearts tremble. Although it was quite far away, the volume was extremely large, and everyone's ears were slightly painful.

  "What kind of monster is this?" Zhang Zhong's surname was honest and straightforward, and he actually blurted it out at this time.

  Lü Yang's face sank as he shook his head and said, "It's not a monster, it's human."

  "Person?"

  "Tap tap tap..."

  The sound of neat footsteps came from afar, countless black-clad men stepped in neat steps from all directions, as if a flood gathered at the grand school field.

  “1……2……3……4……”

  “1，2，3……4……”

  Neat and loud slogans filled the entire space, the crowd of Jianghu heroes on stage involuntarily gathered inward, their faces with a hint of fear.

  "Bang..."

  Almost at the same moment, all the men in black ran to their positions, they stamped their right foot heavily, held long guns with both hands, placed them on the ground, and separated them from their heels. At the same time, they shouted loudly: "Ha..."

  Tens of thousands of people's angry roars echoed through the sky, and those with slightly smaller guts on stage couldn't help but take a step back. But this kind of behavior that would be considered a huge loss of face in normal days seemed so natural at this moment, that no one even noticed it, let alone ridiculed it.

  From extreme motion to extreme stillness, on the school grounds, suddenly quiet as a falling needle can be heard.

  Suddenly, I realized that the black-clad men in front of me had all turned into wax sculptures, and under the blowing mountain wind, except for the fluttering clothes, there was no other movement.

  If he were blind and someone told him there was nothing in front of him, he might have believed it.

  Because the breathing sounds of these thousands of black-clad men were extremely low and almost imperceptible. His heart was turbulent, who were these people?

  His gaze naturally saw that these people were ordinary people without any internal strength, but their physique was too strong, strong to the point of being unimaginable. If they were to fight one-on-one, even a third or fourth-grade warrior might not be able to win against them.

  They stood silently on the grand campus. However, all the Jianghu men looked at them with fear in their eyes.

  They simply stood there, no need for any pretentiousness, no need for any extra movements. They naturally exuded a fierce and intimidating aura and a ruthless killing intent.

  That kind of killing, as if born with it, was completely released at this moment.

  Their eyes looked forward horizontally, and all the focus was on the Jianghu figures on the stage.

  Zhe stood upright with his chest out, as if he hadn't noticed. He was the only one among these more than 200 people who could still remain calm and composed.

  Lü Yang's name made her back cold sweat profusely, but she managed to maintain a calm expression.

  In the temple, Hu Zhong and Zhang Zhong suddenly found themselves standing shoulder to shoulder. The weapons in their hands had been sheathed as soon as they saw Zhebie. However, at this moment, both of their hands were tightly grasping the hilts of their weapons, with bulging veins revealing the immense force they were exerting, which had already reached the limit of what they could do.

  As for those ordinary Jianghu men, they were even more unbearable. They were swept away by the momentum of the numerous black-clad men below the stage and instantly split into several small circles, assuming a defensive posture. However, in their hearts, they were bottomless. If such elite soldiers wanted to capture them all at once, it would be as easy as turning over one's hand.

  Although they have seen a lot and are knowledgeable, such a powerful breed is unprecedented.

  Hu and Zhang, two top-notch experts, looked forward amidst their busy schedules. Thousands of black-clad men stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing at them with icy, bone-chilling stares that were as still as a dead fish's eyes.

  They exchanged a glance, both seeing the intense shock in each other's eyes, that kind of admiration and fear from deep within. Had these people become super killers without thoughts or emotions?

  Just as they were hesitating, another heavy footsteps came from behind the mountain, and everyone listened intently, all of whom were shocked.

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