Dear Lingshi

Time flies and another three days have passed.

It started snowing heavily again that day, and the entire Iron Mountain City was covered in snow.

In this kind of weather, few monks go out for a wander.

"Xue Tong, have you found Xuan'er's whereabouts?" Lu Yunsheng stopped practicing, took out the voice transmission stone and sent a message.

Not long after, Hou Xuetong's message came back.

"Master, there is still no news."

"Investigate further and make sure to find Xuan'er. If you find her, send her directly back to Moxi Sect." Lu Yunsheng had said this countless times in the past three days.

"Yes!"

Lu Yunsheng put down the sound transmission stone with a worried look on his face.

Just when Lu Yunsheng adjusted his mood and prepared to continue practicing, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart and became upset again. He was very familiar with this feeling. He had this feeling before Cai Sheng and others came some time ago.

"It seems that the Cai family's revenge is coming." Lu Yunsheng had a premonition in his heart.

He immediately went downstairs and came to the hall to collect all the things he could use, including some second-level talismans and pills, as well as several low-level defensive spiritual weapons that had not been sold.

By noon, the snow was falling even harder.

Suddenly, Jin Rong rose into the air from the City Lord's Mansion, stood in the air, and stared closely towards the north.

In just a few breaths, two beams of light, one red and one green, appeared in the heavy snow, their speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

Countless snowflakes were stirred up, and in the blink of an eye, the two beams of light stopped in front of Jin Rong.

The three of them were talking about something but suddenly they started fighting.

Jin Rong was fighting one against two and was not at a disadvantage at all. The sounds of collision between spiritual weapons and magic spells echoed throughout the city.

Lu Yunsheng naturally heard the noise as well and prepared to get up and go out to check.

At this moment, a man who was fighting with Jin Rong left the battlefield and flew towards Huoluo Street.

The enormous pressure unique to the Jindan stage enveloped the entire Huoluo Street. For a moment, all the Qi training stage cultivators near Huoluo Street were crushed to the ground, and only the foundation building stage cultivators could still hold up their bodies.

Lu Yunsheng, who had just stood up, was pushed back onto the throne by this pressure.

Lu Yunsheng's spiritual consciousness spread out, and he took in all the situations on Huoluo Street. He immediately shouted in his heart, "Not good!"

Qiang resisted the pressure and ran to the backyard.

At this time, the cultivator from the Cai family who was standing above Huoluo Street had already recognized the location of Duobao Pavilion. He took out a three-inch-high, emerald green small tower from his hand. The small tower was thrown from his hand and fell directly towards the houses of Duobao Pavilion.

The small green tower swelled up in the wind and, while still in mid-air, transformed into a huge wooden tower several meters high and ten meters square.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, smoke and dust mixed with snowflakes splashed out.

At this time, it was not known whether Jin Rong did it intentionally or unintentionally, but the cultivator who was fighting with him also broke free from Jin Rong's entanglement and flew towards Duobao Pavilion.

Lu Yunsheng had just stood up and ran to the backyard when he heard a loud noise behind him. He did not look back because he had seen through his spiritual sense that a huge wooden tower had fallen from the sky and crushed the two-story building of Duobao Pavilion into ruins.

He had no time to feel sad, and immediately summoned his flying sword, trying to fly away.

But when he raised his head, he saw a huge red net falling from the sky, trying to trap him.

How could Lu Yunsheng surrender? He gritted his teeth and immediately used the Thousand Silk Tribulation Technique, which was in its infancy. Immediately, dozens or even hundreds of sword threads tore a big hole in the giant red net.

"Hey!" An incredible cry came from the air.

Taking this opportunity, Lu Yunsheng took off into the air, passed through the hole, and flew directly south, wanting to enter Nanshan directly. He had considered it for a long time and found that only by entering Nanshan, relying on the deterrence of the monsters inside and the complex terrain, would he have a chance of survival.

He wanted to gamble, gamble that he would not encounter powerful monsters, gamble that these Jindan monks would not dare to go deep into Nanshan, gamble that he could successfully enter Nanshan under the siege of two Jindan monks.

Imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

As soon as Lu Yunsheng took off into the air, a fiery red flying sword came straight towards his chest.

When he saw the flying sword, he could already feel the scorching heat coming from it. Lu Yunsheng's hair stood on end and he immediately used Thousand Silk Tribulation again to try to resist it.

However, the sword thread was broken by the red flying sword as soon as it appeared. Lu Yunsheng was affected and the true energy in his body became disordered.

He couldn't care too much at this moment. The red flying sword was right in front of him and it was too late to use other means. He had to use the Golden Lotus Armor to withstand the sword.

"Tom!"

With a muffled sound, Lu Yunsheng's body flew back dozens of meters.

"A top-grade defensive spiritual weapon!" The two Cai family cultivators exclaimed in surprise when they saw that the fatal sword had failed again.

The two men did not delay. As soon as they finished speaking, they chased after Lu Yunsheng again. This time, with their energy rising, they decided to use their best tricks to strangle Lu Yunsheng directly.

Lu Yunsheng was hit by the sword and felt dizzy. He vomited blood and felt a burning pain in his chest. It was estimated that his sternum was broken. But he didn't have time to cry out in pain. Through his spiritual sense, he found that the two men were rushing towards him again.

The red flying sword, carrying a sharp murderous intent, was already stabbing towards him.

Moreover, the other person was holding a treasure that looked like a tree trunk. At this moment, under that person's urging, countless branches emerged from the trunk and quickly wrapped around him.

Seeing this, Lu Yunsheng forced himself to stabilize his body, quickly threw out a second-level defensive talisman, and threw a few low-level defensive spiritual weapons behind him. Then he continued to fly south without caring about anything.

"Boom!" Loud noises came one after another behind Lu Yunsheng.

His defense only lasted for a breath before it was completely broken.

Lu Yunsheng took this opportunity, took out a light blue talisman while flying on his sword, and slapped it on his chest. Immediately, Lu Yunsheng's escape speed increased a bit.

This talisman was exactly the second-order light body talisman that Bai Yushu gave him when he returned from Xianyou City.

This kind of special auxiliary talisman is extremely rare in Tieshan City even if it is a first-level one. However, Bai Yushu's family in Xianyou City specializes in the talisman business, so it is not surprising that they have this second-level light body talisman.

However, even if Lu Yunsheng's escape speed increased greatly, it was still no match for the escape speed of a Jindan cultivator.

In just a few breaths, the two cultivators from the Cai family caught up again.

"Quick battle and quick decision!" one of the monks shouted.

Lu Yunsheng's spiritual consciousness had already noticed it, and he forced his true energy to circulate, hoping to increase his speed from then on.

However, he saw from his spiritual sense that the cultivator holding the red flying sword behind him also summoned a palm-long, transparent red flying sword. This crystal-like flying sword, once it appeared in the air, immediately emitted a terrifying heat wave that swept across the sky and earth, melting the snowflakes within hundreds of feet directly. The scorching heat singed the hair on the back of Lu Yunsheng's head even though they were dozens of feet apart, and even his robes were emitting green smoke.