The weather was nice today; the snow stopped around noon.
Inside the courtyard of the City God Temple.
The more than one hundred guards organized by Lu Fan were lined up, each carrying a large sword, following Master Dong to learn swordsmanship.
Ever since Lu Fan formed his guard team, he had Dong Wu teach these laborers swordsmanship.
Although these laborers were all born serfs, they were happy to have the opportunity to practice martial arts.
Just as they were cultivating...
Suddenly, the sky darkened.
"What happened?"
The crowd was puzzled and looked up.
Even Dong Wu, who was carrying a tiger-headed saber, looked up at the sky in bewilderment.
As everyone looked up, they were horrified to see countless arrows raining down on the City God Temple.
"Ah? It's an arrow."
"Everyone, get out of the way!"
Dong Wu cried out in alarm and immediately swung his tiger-head saber.
With a clang, more than a dozen arrows were cut and blocked by his blade.
But the laborers with poor martial arts skills were not so lucky; terrible arrows pierced their bodies and stabbed into their chests.
Ahhhhh.
Instantly, a piercing scream echoed throughout the entire manor.
"Quick, hide!"
"Hurry up."
While Dong Wu was wielding his tiger-head saber to deflect the rain of arrows, he was also pulling a laborer whose shoulder had been pierced by an arrow, trying to pull him back to the manor. But just as he pulled the laborer two meters away, two more arrows flew in and pierced the laborer's head.
Looking at the laborers who had died tragically on the spot, Dong Wu's eyes suddenly turned red.
Whoosh whoosh!
The rain of arrows not only killed many guards and laborers, but also some refugees who were working in the fields.
In the blink of an eye, the City God Temple, which was originally like a paradise, has now become a living hell.
All that could be seen on the ground were the pitiful refugees who had been shot dead.
There were men and women, young and old.
They were struck by arrows, fell to the ground, and howled in agony.
Some even died on the spot.
At that very moment, Huang Bairong, Lu Ling'er, the Sima siblings, Li Qinghuang, and others who were inside the manor also heard the screams outside and immediately ran out.
When they saw dozens of refugees and laborers dead on the ground, they were all stunned.
"Damn it. Someone is ambushing us."
"Quickly, save them first!"
At Huang Bairong's command, everyone quickly began to rescue people.
Where is my brother?
Seeing many people lying in pools of blood screaming in agony, Lu Ling'er couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
"Miss Ling'er, don't worry, Xiao Gui is at the City God Temple. I'll send someone to fetch him right away."
After comforting him, Huang Bairong was about to send someone to fetch Lu Fan.
Sudden.
A figure shot towards the City God Temple like a shooting star.
He was dressed in a blue robe and was exceptionally handsome.
He was carrying a magic gourd on his back.
"elder brother!"
The moment Lu Fan shot out, Lu Ling'er shouted excitedly.
As for Lu Fan, when he flew out and saw so many refugees being killed by arrows, his eyes immediately revealed boundless killing intent.
Then he flashed forward and stood in front of everyone.
"Everyone, retreat to the manor!"
With a loud shout from Lu Fan, he waved his right hand, and his powerful martial aura, mixed with the boiling spiritual energy within his body, formed a powerful energy shield more than ten feet long.
Bang bang bang!
Countless arrows flew towards him, landing on his air shield, and were actually blocked.
After Lu Fan blocked the arrows, Huang Bairong and the Sima siblings quickly began to rescue people.
in this way.
The arrow continued for about half a cup of tea's time before finally stopping.
At this moment, the City God Temple Manor looked like a hedgehog pierced by arrows, with countless arrows everywhere.
Fortunately, Lu Fan arrived in time.
Otherwise, all these refugees would have been shot dead by the arrows today.
After the barrage of arrows stopped, Dong Wu rushed out, wielding his tiger-head saber: "Boy Lu, who fired these arrows?"
Lu Fan didn't speak, but suddenly turned his head and spread his divine sense down the mountain.
Under divine consciousness.
More than two hundred martial artists with blood energy appeared in Lu Fan's divine sea.
What's even more terrifying is that there are several unfathomable auras hidden within.
"Damn it! How could so many powerful enemies suddenly appear?"
"Could it be that the Yan family has come to hunt us down?"
Upon sensing the immense amount of Wu Hong's blood energy at the foot of the mountain, Lu Fan immediately frowned.
In Lu Fan's memory.
Currently, of all the important figures he has offended, only the Yan family is involved.
After all, he had personally killed the young master of the Yan family for the sake of the Sima siblings.
But when he had contact with the Yan family before, there weren't this many powerful people.
Without a second thought, Lu Fan immediately turned to Huang Bairong and said, "A formidable enemy is attacking, Lao Huang, quickly settle all the refugees in the back mountain area!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Bairong, though unsure of what was going on, immediately nodded and said upon hearing Lu Fan's solemn voice, "Yes, little sir!"
"All refugees, follow me!"
As Huang Bairong led over a thousand pitiful refugees toward the back mountain, Dong Wu, carrying a tiger-headed knife, strode over and asked, "Young Lu, damn it, who attacked us again?"
The others also looked at Lu Fan with confusion.
Lu Fan said with a solemn expression, "I don't know yet, but I sense that the enemy has at least several hundred people, and they are all martial artists."
ah?
Hundreds of martial artists?
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.
"Brother Lu, I'm here to help you."
warehouse.
Sima Hong drew his long sword and rushed out without hesitation.
"Me too."
The dashing Sima Lan also flew out at this moment, carrying a long sword.
"Damn it, they dare to attack our young master's City God Temple again! Brothers, let's fight them!"
Despite the blood streaming down Wang Dayong's shoulder, he ignored it and, carrying a large knife, led dozens of his guards over.
Seeing them step forward one by one, ready to defend against the formidable enemy, Lu Fan felt a surge of fighting spirit.
Then, he turned his head and looked down at the foot of the mountain.
This is the first time Lu Fan has faced such a large-scale attack from so many martial artists.
Although he still doesn't know who the other party is?
Why did you come?
But he can't care about that anymore.
After all, this is his home.
At that moment, Li Qinghuang, standing in the far corner, revealed a very complicated expression in her eyes.
"Could it be that (Blood Fiend) or the imperial court have found me?"