When he saw those men drawing their swords and stabbing towards his sister with murderous intent, Guan Xilin saw a bloodthirsty murderous aura from them. He was very familiar with that bloodthirsty and ruthless murderous aura, but he did not expect it to appear in this place.
Without thinking too much, he turned the sword in his hand and slashed at one of the men in black: "Your opponent is here!"
"call out!"
The sharp sword energy burst out, drawing a terrifying airflow in the air. The man in black in front of him was unable to dodge, or perhaps he did not expect Guan Xilin's speed to be so fast. When he turned around to look, he only saw the big sword chopping down.
“Hiss!”
Sharp screams accompanied by a strong smell of blood spread in the air. The sharp sound was as unpleasant as the screams of a pig being slaughtered, and everyone was terrified.
They only saw an arm being swung out like that, thrown into the air and then falling to the ground, staining the ground with blood. The monk whose hand was chopped off had a distorted face, a pale complexion, and obvious hatred.
And at that moment, Guan Xilin swung his sword, and his figure moved like the wind, and he had already arrived in front of the carriage. He swung the sword horizontally in front of him, pointing it diagonally at the ground. He stared at the men in black with sharp eyes that contained a captivating pressure, and his low voice came out with murderous intent.
"How dare you commit murder here!"
"Who are you! How dare you assassinate here!" City Lord Duan and Patriarch Meng also shouted sternly. They surrounded the carriage and protected Fengjiu in it. They felt that Fengjiu had no fighting ability.
However, just after the two men in black died, the leader stared at Feng Jiu, who was sitting in the carriage with a half-smile in her eyes, then glanced at the people guarding the carriage, gritted his teeth, and blew the whistle in his hand.
A sharp and loud whistle sounded, and within just a few breaths, twenty or thirty men in black emerged from all around. The weakest of these people was at the Nascent Soul level, while the strongest had already reached the Flying Immortal level. There were not just one or two Flying Immortal warriors, but four!
Seeing this powerful team of assassins, the face of the head of the Duan family changed slightly. He was worried that his father's safety in the carriage would be threatened, and immediately shouted to the people accompanying him: "Send the people to the Meng Mansion first!"
When those people saw that his eyes fell on the carriage where the old city lord was, they understood what he meant and protected the carriage. They escorted the carriage and the people into the Meng Mansion, and then closed the door of the Meng Mansion.
Faced with dozens of strong men, four of whom were assassins of the Feixian strongmen, the head of the Meng family did not dare to call on his Meng family members for help. With such combat power, they would only end up dead. He was unable to let the people in the mansion die in vain to protect Feng Jiu.
After all, his Meng family and he are not that close, nor do they have any interest-based relationship that requires him to protect him. If the situation is too difficult to control, he would like to withdraw and not get involved in this mess.
The men in black did not take City Lord Duan's order to send another carriage into the Meng Mansion seriously. Their target was only the young man in red sitting in the carriage, Fengjiu!
Their mission is to take her life!