The entrance of the Fuxing Hall.

It has been two days since the rudder and others left.

Just as the sun was about to set, a group of people walked through the hidden mountain path and appeared in the view of the gate guards.

"There is movement!" The guards standing on the sentry tower responded quickly and issued a warning.

The garrison team that had been arranged at the gate quickly climbed the stone wall and was ready to fight the invading enemy at any time.

When it was approaching, the familiar outfit made the guards feel relieved.

"It's okay! I'm my own!" The guards who were observing the enemy situation on the mail tower spoke.

The garrison team relaxed, and some soldiers opened the door first and prepared to welcome the team outside.

"Drink!" Just as the gate opened, the returning team suddenly changed its momentum. Dozens of cavalrymen at the forefront of the team suddenly accelerated and rushed into the gate in a daze in the garrison.

"Kill!" Leng Guang's sword rushing toward each other cut off the obstacles along the way, and in the blink of an eye the gate was covered in blood.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" When the cavalry team rushed into the gate and raised blood, no matter how slow the people were, they knew what they were facing.

The soldiers who came to their senses began to waving their weapons in their hands to counterattack, but as the cavalry rushed into the gate, the subsequent infantry had already come in.

After a brief and fierce battle, the garrison troops at the entrance of the hall were in a desperate situation and began to flee in the midst of the killing.

The Tiandu people began to attack the enemy camp in an orderly manner, chasing all the enemies in their sight.

"Not good! Something is not good!" In a lobby, a man ran in panic.

"A large group of people rushed in! The people below could no longer hold on!" The man panted, panicking, "Mr. An, what should I do now?"

"This place is exposed! It is not suitable to stay for a long time, let's go!" In the lobby, the middle-aged scholar's face was gloomy. When he heard the news, he immediately prepared to run away.

"Yes, yes! Let's get out while those people have not yet arrived!" The man nodded and hurriedly followed Mr. An.

"Hmm!" Just as the two were about to step out of the lobby, Mr. An suddenly reached out and grabbed the man beside him and threw him forward.

Swhoosh! "Ah!" A sword light suddenly came, and the man who was thrown in the air had only a scream, and the sword light penetrated his chest.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, he is so cruel. He came back loyally to report the news, but he didn't expect to die in your hands in the end." Future came with a smile.

"Your Excellency, you are the one who killed him." Mr. An replied calmly.

"What a disgusting face," Future looked at Mr. An in disgust. "You, just surrender."

"Haha, you are so confident, but An is not the one who waits for death." Mr. An said with a smile.

"Oh? Then let me see how much you have." Future's eyes narrowed and he slapped out with no warning.

Bang! With a trembling sound, the energy scattered. Mr. An took a few steps back, and his fleshy palms trembled continuously.

"Yang Erosion Palm?" Mr. An was startled and said in a lost voice.

"Oh? Do you actually know this palm technique?" Future said unexpectedly.

"The Yang Erosion Palm is the ultimate style of Luohu. There should be only one person in the world who knows this palm technique except Luohu..." Mr. An stared at the future and said word by word, "Jun Moye, Jun Fengqing's adopted son, Luohu disciple, and Tiandu left guardian!"

"You know me." There will be no surprises in the future. As a hostile member of Tiandu, the main characters in Tiandu will naturally understand.

"Ha, don't talk nonsense, die." Future holds Heiyue in his right hand, and takes a sword-drawn shape on one side of his body, and the sword energy rises up!

"Damn it!" Aware of the grand pressure coming from the future, Mr. An angrily scolded, lifted up his true energy in his body, and prepared to fight to the death!

"Juhe Slash!" The spirit of energy suddenly increased to the peak. Black Moon was unsheathed, and a cold sword light suddenly slashed through the space!

Bang!! Scream! The sword light broke through Mr. An's palm wind and directly cut off his hands.

"Ah!!" Mr. An lost both hands, blood flowed, and he immediately wailed to the ground.

At this time, the future left hand was opened and the seriously injured Mr. An was directly sucked.

Bang! Press your left hand on Mr. An’s Tianling Cover, and the Reincarnation Eye of the Human Realm - the Heart Layer is Hidden!

"An Jie, a person in Confucianism in the Central Plains?" The future was a little surprised. He did not expect that this organization would involve one of the three religions in the Central Plains.

"Fortunately, I didn't use him in one-size-fits-all manner." Future sighed. There was no information about Confucianism in the memory of the previous helm leader.

"It doesn't matter. Since you have already met, what can the enemy be Confucian? Do you have to compromise? Haha." Wei shook his head and shook Mr. An's soul casually.

"Time doesn't wait for people, there are still many places to run."

After destroying the current hall, the future led the three thousand men to the secret stronghold of the next Revival Society. He wanted to destroy as much power as possible before the Revival Society could react.

On the other hand, Luohu, who was far away in Tiandu, also made the same decision in the future. Within a week, he sent tens of thousands of troops to wipe out more than ten known Revival Society strongholds.

At the same time, the future is also constantly collecting information from the Revival Society. After targeted attacks on the person in charge of each stronghold in the future, various secret strongholds in the Xiwulin were discovered one after another and uprooted.

A month later, the Fuxing Society disappeared in the Western Wulin. Based on the last information obtained in the future, he knew that the remnants of the Fuxing Society had fled to the Central Plains, the land of four battles.

In this battle with the Revival Society, the strength of Tiandu was shown to the world. An unrivaled army passed by was like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and no one could defeat it.

In the Western Wulin under Tiandu, the sluts suddenly hid their thoughts and followed the leader of Tiandu.

With the blessing of this battle, the implementation of the legal plan dominated in the future became extremely smooth. All the cities under the rule of Tiandu have set up six gates and sub-branches of the Law Department, which can be said to be the layout of the entire Western Wulin.

Despite this, the implementation of administrative policies similar to county-based systems in the future plans will not be met.

The city lords of various cities in Xiwulin are still small groups of separatist groups, and it will take time to achieve centralization in the future.

On this day, the future will come outside Tiandu City.

"Mo Ye, your adoptive father is leaving. In the future, you must assist Wu Jun and create a beautiful world." In front of the future, Jun Fengqing held the future's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Entertainment Father, why are you leaving? Heaven is our home, how can you leave your hometown?" Future asked in confusion.

"...Ah, heaven is our home, and it is also a place that makes the adoptive father sad," Jun Fengqing's expression dimly, "I have limited ability now and I can no longer do anything."

"But..." The future is still to be discussed, but Jun Fengqing interrupted him.

"No need to say anything more, I'm determined!"

"Oh, does Wu Jun really leave with his father?" asked unwillingly.

"If my brother doesn't agree, can I leave?" Jun Fengqing said with a smile.
Chapter completed!