#267 - Chapter 267 Ambush

With Wei Zhuang's command, over a hundred members of the Hongmen stepped onto their black horses in unison. The sound of hooves thundered like rolling thunder, shaking the ground slightly.

Their eyes were firm, their momentum like a rainbow. Wei Zhuang, riding the lead warhorse, gazed deeply into the distance, towards the Luoshui Canyon, their destination.

As the group slowly moved forward, Wei Zhuang specially arranged for a reliable and honest member of the Black Ears to take his personal letter to Cheng Feng, quietly leaving the group and speeding towards Qingqingxi County.

In the letter, Wei Zhuang briefly explained the plan to go to Luoshui Canyon and some preliminary ideas for subsequent actions, hoping that Cheng Feng could provide necessary support and cooperation from the prefecture.

Wei Zhuang knew that Cheng Feng's strength should not be underestimated, but he was a little worried about that trump card.

It all depended on how Master Cheng Feng decided.

Luoshui Canyon,

is known for its steep terrain and sunken topography.

As the team went deeper, the surrounding scenery gradually became desolate and bleak. The mountains undulated, and the cliffs were like削, as if nature had deliberately carved out a barrier, isolating all the noise and disturbances from the outside world from this land.

As they were about to arrive at Luoshui Canyon, Wei Zhuang once again gathered all the disciples for a final mobilization and deployment. His words were powerful and forceful, letting the disciples know that this was a powerful opponent, and that everyone needed to be alert and not underestimate them.

The night was as dark as ink, deep and lonely. The occasional chirping of birds in the forest added to the tranquility and mystery.

Jinxi Tower's intelligence detailed Lin Dong's, the Marrow Cleansing expert's, return journey, causing Wei Zhuang and his Hongmen disciples to tighten their heartstrings. They knew that tonight or tomorrow's encounter would be a contest of strength and flesh.

Lin Dong, as a powerhouse in the Marrow Cleansing realm, had a group of family servants that should not be underestimated. Among the twenty-odd family servants, those at the Bone Forging and Blood Refining stages accounted for several, and the rest were all experts in the Skin Refining stage.

Such a lineup was enough to make many people in the prefecture tremble with fear.

Wei Zhuang's Sword Hall was equally formidable. It was an elite team that brought together the power of three gangs in one county, gathering many experts. Among them, there were five Blood Refining martial artists, and the rest were all outstanding Skin Refining experts.

On such a night, the Hongmen disciples did not appear anxious because of the upcoming battle. On the contrary, they maintained a high degree of calmness and focus, silently eating the jerky and dry rations in their hands, and drinking clear water to maintain their best physical and mental state. Only by maintaining sufficient combat power could they remain invincible in the upcoming showdown.

The silence in the forest was broken by occasional chewing and whispering, but these all showed the determination in the hearts of the Hongmen disciples.

The Hongmen's merit system was on display at this moment. Everyone was not afraid of fighting and killing, and everyone needed to extract what they needed from combat missions.

Wei Zhuang stood at the front of the team, his eyes like torches, scanning the faces of each disciple.

Looking at the burning fighting spirit in the eyes of the Hongmen disciples, Wei Zhuang was full of confidence.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader!" The scout's urgent voice broke the silence of the night. He lowered his voice to avoid disturbing the approaching target and urgently reported to Wei Zhuang: "It has been confirmed ahead that a team is heading in our direction, and the characteristics match the intelligence!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. He quickly waved his hand, his gesture concise and forceful, signaling all the disciples to immediately enter a concealed state, ready to meet the upcoming battle.

The Sword Hall disciples were well-trained, quickly and silently dispersing into the surrounding bushes and behind rocks, leaving only pairs of vigilant eyes, staring intently at the movement ahead.

As time passed, the team gradually emerged from the night. There were martial artists riding horses to scout the way in front and behind, and their clothes were all in the Lin family style. It was Lin Dong and his family servants.

They did not seem to notice the lurking danger around them, and still maintained their original pace, moving forward with considerable vigilance. Occasionally, they could be heard talking in low voices.

In the carriage in the middle of the team, an old man with cold eyes was dozing in the carriage, thinking about the scene after returning to the prefecture city quickly.

Wei Zhuang watched all of this, a cold and resolute smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. He knew that the peace at this moment was only the calm before the storm.

He slowly turned around and whispered the final order to the disciples behind him: "Wait until they are completely within our ambush range, listen to my signal, and attack together, making sure to hit with one blow and leave no one alive."

The disciples nodded to show they understood. Their heartbeats accelerated, and their blood boiled, waiting for Wei Zhuang's order to transform into sharp blades, piercing straight into the enemy's heart.

The night breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, but it could not blow away the determination and passion in their hearts.

Closer, closer, just as Wei Zhuang was about to give the order to attack, an accident happened.

From the darkness on the side of the Hongmen ambush, a group of men in black walked out. They rushed towards Lin Dong's team without hesitation.

Wei Zhuang was shocked. When did these people appear? Could they be Lin Dong's secret arrangement?

Faced with this sudden change, Wei Zhuang was not flustered despite his shock. He quickly adjusted his strategy, and a deep light flashed in his eyes. He realized that the appearance of these men in black had complicated his original plan.

"Everyone, stay alert, but don't act rashly." Wei Zhuang whispered new instructions to the disciples, while his eyes were fixed on the fighting parties, trying to capture more information from them.

But he soon discovered that these men in black were not Lin Dong's people. On the contrary, their target was Lin Dong.

It could be seen that although the men in black were few in number, they were quite strong, basically all at the Bone Forging stage. They were ruthless in their attacks, and instantly killed several family servants by throwing hidden weapons from a distance.

The nearby bodyguard martial artist's expression changed upon seeing this, and he immediately drew his sword and shouted to alert of an enemy attack, engaging in a fierce battle with the men in black. The two sides fought back and forth, and for a time it was difficult to tell who would win.

Lin Dong, the powerful Marrow Cleansing martial artist in the carriage, was still sitting in the carriage calmly,

as if he had everything under control, as if everything in front of him, including the sudden attack, was within his calculations.

Wei Zhuang frowned, carefully observing the situation in front of him. He had originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to attack Lin Dong, but now it seemed that these men in black might become a variable. He decided to remain on standby for the time being and continue to watch and see how the situation developed.

The battle between the men in black and Lin Dong and his family servants was extremely fierce. Every move and every style was a desperate fight to the death.

Among those family servants, although the Bone Forging and Blood Refining martial artists tried their best to resist, under the ruthless methods of the men in black, the Lin family's guards were still gradually falling.