The Rise of the Evil Sword God
Chapter 90: The Assault

Two days later, the Four large carriages left the gates of Purple Lake City, their destinations were Red Sky City, Feng Yun, and Yan Qiu were sitting in the small carriage in the second carriage. Eight Spirit Gathering realm cultivators rode on spirit horses.

The carriage was pulled by spirit beasts, they could travel nonstop for three or three days without exhausting, as well as its speed was many times faster than an ordinary horse.

The group of merchants who were like long dragons moved out of Purple Lake City and headed east. According to Liu Mingxia, in order to reach Crimson Sky City they would have to traverse a vast area of wild forest, and also have to face a wide variety of rank spirit beasts.

Other than Feng Yun and Yan Qiu, there was still another team of four Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators in the merchant group, sitting in the last carriage. The team leader was a Late Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The initial journey was basically harmless, mostly just low-grade spirit beasts appearing here, so Feng Yun and his group were traveling while chatting and laughing.

While Feng Yun was jokingly teasing Yan Qiu, along the way the two had a joyous and harmonious atmosphere.

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In the carriage Yan Qiu was sitting on Feng Yun's lap, Feng Yun's arm wrapped around his waist.

"I'm glad you decided to take this trip, we could spend some private time." Feng Yun said while teasing Yan Qiu.

"I came on this journey for your safety, Liu Mingxia has sent so many experts to protect this carriage, there must be a good reason behind it, maybe we will face some problems on the way." Yan Qiu rolled his eyes at him and said seriously.

"And why do you like to keep me in this position." Yan Qiu said again, his face was a bit red as he could feel something big stabbing his butt. Naturally, he recognized it was Feng Yun scepter.

"Because you have a spicy and seductive body." Feng Yun whispered into his ear. Her large hands hugged her slender waist tightly, and she bit her delicate and beautiful earlobes.

Yan Qiu's body trembled and his body instantly softened in his embrace.

Feng Yun stared at his eyes for a few seconds, seemingly asking him for permission, Yan Qiu slowly opened his mouth ready to meet his lips with his.

Feng Yun kissed his hot lips, sucked on them, before long the two started kissing each other loudly. Attacking his tongue inside his mouth, Feng Yun entangled with his tongue started exchanging their saliva.

Feng Yun soft tongue looked like an angry snake that wanted to devour him from the inside out, Yan Qiu could only let Feng Yun do as he pleased, while she desperately maintained her incredible kiss.

Feng Yun's hands began to explore Yan Qiu's lower body and grabbed his soft and gallant buttocks.

"M." mm." Yan Qiu groaned as he kissed, his heart rate increasing. He suddenly couldn't control himself anymore. She clearly felt a pleasant tingling sensation in her most private part as her passion was aroused.

They also have forbidden relationships.

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After a while.

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The group of traders moved and stopped, stopped, and moved, and half a month of time quickly passed.

During this half a month, the merchant group had not suffered any attacks from bandits.

Today.

"Stop!" Along with the explosive shout from the guardian commander of the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion, the merchant group stopped.

Up ahead, a group of men wearing black robes stood in the middle of the forest road blocking the carriageway.

Listening to the cries of the guards, Feng Yun and the other Foundation Cultivators also stepped out of the carriage.

Suddenly, Feng Yun eyes narrowed. He scanned the surroundings, found dozens of men hiding in the forest, and surrounded his group, all emitting powerful killing intent.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Yun's group was surrounded by over 20 men, all of them wearing black clothes.

"They're not bandits." Feng Yun's face frowned as he guessed the identity of these people, they didn't look like bandits, but more like assassins.

"Leave all your stuff and go!" The group leading was a strong middle-aged man. He looked extremely cruel and evil, and he shouted explosively to Feng Yun's group.

This person was clearly the leader of the group, also a late stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator. Behind him, there were 7 more cultivators from the Foundation establishment realm, 2 intermediate stage cultivators and 5 early stage cultivators from the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the other members were the only cultivators of the spirit gathering realm.

"The Phoenix Treasure Pavilion, so what?" The bandit leader glared at his gong-sized eyes when he heard the guard commander, then shouted explosively. "Have you heard what I said? I'll give you all one minute to go .. After that time, if you still let me see one of you, I'll kill …"

"I'll give you a chance to get out of here if you don't die here." Feng Yun started walking towards the group of men and said. The Heavenly Killing Sword appeared in Feng Yun's hand. The group was a gift of spiritual Qi to him, how could he not move forward.

"A boy who is still wet behind the ears, you surprisingly dare to curse me" said the leader, as he looked at Feng Yun coldly.

"Dead, Son."

A cultivator from the Early Establishment Realm Foundation with a long dagger jumped towards Feng Yun while piercing with his dagger, which let out a whistling sound as it pierced through the air.

Suddenly, there was a dazzling red light that filled the air, Feng Yun quickly dodged the attack of the black-clothed man and swung his sword.

And blood spilled out like a fountain from the man's throat. The entire process was so smooth and fast, the man in black clothes did not even have time to shout, dying instantly.

How is this possible? How did a Realm Establishment Foundation cultivator get killed with a single move? The people dressed in black were dumbfounded.

"Who are you?" Feng Yun said as he moved closer to the group.

The leader of the group did not reply but looked at all the other men and said: "Kill him first."…

The rest of all the Realm Establishment Foundation men in black clothes simultaneously moved towards Feng Yun to kill him.

Feng Yun swung his sword as fast as a bolt of lightning. The man's head started flying into the sky one by one, blood raining down from the head whose face froze in fear.

"I don't think you'll talk." Feng Yun smiled and continued killing with his sword.

Wash, wash…

What happened next shocked the mercenaries. All of them had their mouths wide open. It was as if they were all in a crazy dream.

What they could see was Feng Yun moving like a wild tiger amongst the black-clothed man. The sword in his hand continued to turn into a cold bolt of lightning. Every time he struck his sword, a man would be killed. Everyone was killed by one strike, and he never hit the same person twice.

What was even scarier was that all the men he killed did not even have the chance to shout. Feng Yun Swords had taken away their right to shout.

In less than a minute, everyone from the bandit group was lying on the ground covered in blood.

"When you will appear" Feng Yun looked into the distance in the forest. He could sense that there was someone hiding in the forest. And whoever that person was, his cultivation was also much higher than that of a man in a black suit.

Feng Yun had the feeling that someone had been following them ever since he left Purple Lake City, he guessed, that person might be from the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion.

Shortly thereafter, his guess was proved correct.

"You are a truly extraordinary young man, now I know why, Little Miss likes you.", A man in a gray robe appeared out of the forest, with a smile on his face.

"This is you, auctioneer Chu." Feng Yun instantly recognized the man, he was the auctioneer of the auction house of the Phoenix Treasure Pavilion.

"You can call me elder Chu, Little Miss sent me as backup insurance." Chu Long said, and issued an order to the merchant group to move forward.

Soon the group started moving again at a faster speed.

On the carriage, Feng Yun was deep in thought, while his head was leaning against Yan Qiu's thigh as he combed his hair slowly.

Looking at Feng Yun's face, which changed his expression from time to time, Yan Qiu asked, "What's the matter? Something's bothering you."

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