Building a long-lasting family lineage starting with genealogy

Chapter 53 Walking into a Trap, Extraordinary Archery Skill

Haishi.

It's quiet at night.

The middle-aged man with the scar led his men toward Dongxi Village.

“Second brother, seventh brother, and eighth brother, you take more than fifty people to the orchard, focusing on the Qingyu pears. I don’t think that thorny wall can stop you.”

"Third, ninth, and tenth brothers, you take more than forty people to the medicinal herb field. Don't worry about anything, just grab a handful and stuff them into a sack."

"Fourth brother, eleventh brother, and twelfth brother, you each take more than forty people to the fields and rob whatever you see."

"The rest of you, follow me and lie in ambush a mile outside the Xu residence, waiting for the right opportunity."

Under the command of the scarred middle-aged man, they acted with discipline and immediately split up to carry out their mission.

orchard.

"Who is here!"

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the grass, and a patrolling guard turned around. The torch flame soared into the sky like a red dragon, its light splitting ink and illuminating the trembling weeds.

"Brothers, rush!"

The second brother drew his two-handed sword from his waist, roared angrily, and slashed down at the guard holding the torch.

Just as the blade was about to strike, a man suddenly appeared from the side, riding the wind. He parried with his sword, and a clang rang out as the two blades met, sparks flying as they shone, illuminating the three men's hair and eyebrows red.

"There really were thieves!"

Xu Mingyuan was shocked, astonished by his father's brilliant strategy.

He had no time to think further, drew his longsword from his waist, and pointed its cold blade at the bandits.

"Kill me!"

Then he turned to Xu Mingxian beside him and said, "Anu, don't stray too far from me."

Xu Mingxian seemed not to hear, and leaped out, his feet moving like the wind, directly rushing into the crowd, his cyan sword drawing streaks of cyan light.

He is aloof and always does more than he says.

"Holy crap, what's wrong with this kid?"

Xu Mingyuan felt a flash of sword light before his eyes, and realized that Xu Mingxian's skill was on par with his own.

The sword's momentum surged like crashing waves, each move a swift, accurate, and ruthless attack—the tip of the sword exuded a more ferocious killing intent than when he usually wielded it.

After a moment of stunned silence, Xu Mingyuan hurriedly said, "Yunnu, wait for your second brother."

Medicinal field.

Upon spotting the patrol team, the third brother and his brothers launched a sudden attack, and the others rushed over as well.

But they never expected that there were many others hiding in the shadows.

They were attacked again.

"Little White, kill them!"

Xu Mingshu rode the white tiger and killed several people with a single pounce. With a flick of its tail, another person was sent flying several meters, his ribs broken and he was on the verge of death.

"How could there be an ambush? Did Lao Liu leak the information?"

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat immediately!"

Instructor Meng blocked the third brother's way.

Upon hearing the voice, Xu Mingshu knew that the other party was the leader of this group. She immediately patted the white tiger and said, "Little White, kill him. Let's go to Father for our reward. I'll give you an extra meal tomorrow."

The white tiger let out an excited roar and immediately pounced.

That two-meter-tall body and fierce aura would put pressure on even a peak-stage acquired martial artist.

"Get out of my way!"

The third brother sent Instructor Meng flying, narrowly avoiding the white tiger's fierce claws, but a dark shadow attacked and slapped him hard to the ground.

Then the tiger claw pressed down.

Kakakka~
Five or six ribs were broken.

The third brother coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and his breathing immediately became weak.

Xu Mingshu leaped up, plunged her sword into his chest, then flipped back onto the tiger's back, commanding the white tiger to charge.

It hits wherever it's pointed, and wherever it goes, cries of agony follow.

Upon seeing this scene, Instructor Meng sighed inwardly, feeling as if he were an extra person.

Farmland area.

The battle was raging, with shouts of battle shaking the heavens.

The opposing side only had one first-rate martial artist and two second-rate martial artists, while Xu Mingxuan and his group had two first-rate martial artists and three second-rate martial artists.

Although the combined number of guards was less than that of the enemy.

But every guard was a martial artist, including seven or eight third-rate ones. How could ordinary young men and commoners possibly be a match for them?

It was an absolute massacre.

The main gate of the Xu residence.

On the observation deck.

The scarred middle-aged man, Xu Qian and his group approached cautiously, crouching low in the grass.

They thought they were being discreet and would never be discovered.

But Xu Mingwei had spotted them three or four miles away. His eyebrows were sharp as blades, with a deep furrow etched between them, like a sword being drawn from its sheath.

"Father was right after all; someone has come to attack our Xu family."

"Bring up the arrows."

He spoke softly, focusing his voice into a clear line that reached the ears of everyone below, yet without carrying too far.

The arrows delivered were all ordinary iron arrows, while the Cloud-Piercing Arrows were carried on his back along with the Frostbow.

Bundle after bundle of iron arrows were brought up and placed aside, quickly accumulating to over a hundred.

Suddenly.

Xu Mingwei then noticed shouts of battle coming from the direction of farmland, forests, and medicinal herb fields.

Followed by.

He clearly saw one of them raise his hand, as if giving orders.

The next moment, the more than 250 people stood up and charged forward, armed with wooden sticks, knives, ironware and other weapons.

It's not easy to acquire standard weapons like swords and knives on a large scale.

Therefore, at most a hundred or so of these people possessed proper swords and weapons.

The person who had given the orders earlier hid at the very back and charged forward with the crowd.

"Trying to take advantage of the chaos? Then I'll start by targeting you!"

Xu Mingwei drew back the black iron bow, his sharp, cold gaze locking onto the scarred middle-aged man.

Draw the bow and nock an arrow.

The dozens of servants in front of the Xu family's gate knew from the sound that there were quite a few thugs, and their hearts were in their throats.

Everyone felt that today was the day to repay the Xu family!

My children, your father is off to earn your future!
However, at this moment——

"Hey~"

A sound pierced the sky.

All the servants stopped in their tracks and looked up at the sky.

Because they were black iron arrows, they were not easy to see in the darkness, and the sounds of charging and shouting also masked the arrows.

The servants stared blankly.

By the time the scarred middle-aged man realized what was happening, his pupils had only dilated before he was shot through the throat and sent flying backward dozens of meters.

Those around the scarred middle-aged man were caught off guard and stopped a moment later, turning around in horror to look back.

"Big brother!"

"My elder brother is dead!"

"Run!"

Xu Qian was slightly taken aback. He died just like that?

A peak-stage martial artist from the acquired realm died before even getting close to the Xu family.

He looked in the direction of the Xu family compound, his eyes filled with both excitement and envy.

A prominent family.

This is the kind of family heritage that my Xu family yearns for!
Suddenly.

A long arrow flew by, slicing past his eyes like lightning, and he was sent flying backward, along with eight other people.

It turns out that Xu Mingwei's archery skills were extraordinary, as he fired nine arrows simultaneously.

Each one hit the throat precisely, without the slightest error.

Immediately afterwards——

Xu Mingwei's eagle eyes were like lightning, taking in all the thieves.

But as his gaze swept across the area, he had already calculated several killing formation paths in his mind.

Swish swish swish~
Arrows filled the sky.

Each one could take the lives of several people.

In the blink of an eye, more than 150 arrows had been fired.

At first, the large number of people saved him a lot of effort, but later, each arrow could only take away one person.

Less than a hundred breaths later.

Everyone died from the arrows.

"You send a dozen or so men to retrieve all the arrows."

"Yes, eldest son."

"In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people on the other side have been killed?"

The servants were all horrified at the sight. They hurriedly bowed their heads and clasped their hands in respect. Their eyes were filled with awe as if they were gods, and they even slowed their breathing.

　The third round of the PK will begin next Monday or Tuesday. Fellow Daoists, please lend me a hand! Remember to read the updates these two days!!!

　　I will still add an extra chapter on Monday and Tuesday to repay all my fellow cultivators for their heartfelt support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)