Without any hesitation, all the men in black rushed forward.

The cold light flashed, blood flew, and the sound of metal clashing was endless.

Soon, the remaining guards were all dealt with by Ding Xiu and others.

Zhao Lihe left five people with Ding Xiu and ordered them to search for valuables in the convoy. Then he turned around, mounted a warhorse, and took the remaining three people to gallop in the direction where Wei Zhongxian fled.

Along the way, there were corpses and body parts everywhere.

There were also a few ownerless war horses grazing on the weeds by the roadside.

Soon, Zhao Lihe saw Lin Zhongtian's figure.

At this time, the distance from the scene of the incident was only about one mile.

As the distance gets closer, the view obscured by the mist gradually becomes clearer.

Lin Zhongtian shot a cavalryman in the neck, then raised his hand and stabbed the last woman in white through the chest.

From Zhao Lihe's perspective, he could just meet the incredulous eyes of the woman in white.

"Wei Ting..."

Zhao Lihe sighed in his heart, another familiar character left the stage of history.

Lin Zhongtian drew out his spear and let the woman in white fall off the horse with unwilling eyes.

Then, Lin Zhongtian rode past her on his horse, raised his spear on horseback, aimed at the moving carriage in front, and threw it hard.

In an instant, the spear broke through the air and pierced through the carriage with a devastating force, nailing the coachman in front of the carriage and a warhorse on the front left to the ground.

Miserable cries rang out along with the neighing of war horses.

The speeding carriage suddenly overturned and fell to the ground, sliding along the ground for a distance of seven or eight meters.

When Lin Zhongtian arrived at the carriage, Wei Zhongxian was crawling out of the window with blood all over his face.

Lin Zhongtian dismounted, patted the horse's head, let it go to the side of the road to rest, then walked to the coachman's body, reached out and pulled out the blood-stained iron spear, turned and walked towards Wei Zhongxian.

It was also at this time that Lin Zhongtian saw Wei Zhongxian's appearance from a human perspective for the first time.

He was dressed in plain white cloth, had silver-gray hair, and an old face with age spots. Except for the fact that he had no beard, he looked no different from an ordinary old man.

Yes, apart from his identity and status, Wei Zhongxian was indeed just an old eunuch.

The so-called momentum that he had developed from being in a high position for many years was completely invisible in the face of the crisis at this moment.

After climbing out of the carriage, Wei Zhongxian sat down against the carriage, looking a little frightened.

However, when he saw Lin Zhongtian coming with a gun, he calmed down for some reason.

"Who are you?"

Wei Zhongxian asked in a slightly tired voice.

Lin Zhongtian smiled and said, "He is a nobody, not worth mentioning."

Wei Zhongxian stared at his face and suddenly said, "You are Fu Qingyun."

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Oh? Has the factory owner also heard of my name?"

Wei Zhongxian laughed upon hearing this, and seemed to have gradually regained his composure. "The martial arts world and the imperial court have never been separated. Although I have lost my power now, I once held great power. I also deployed some spies in the martial arts world, so I have naturally heard of the name of the White Bone Demon Hand. I just don't know why you are so persistent in pursuing me."

"If you are only after money, then the carriages and horses contain a thousand ounces of gold and a thousand rolls of brocade, which is enough..."

Before he could finish, Wei Zhongxian's voice stopped abruptly, and his old eyes stared at the man who dismounted in front of him.

Looking at the face in his memory, Wei Zhongxian's expression gradually became clear.

“It’s you!”

"You didn't expect it, old man, that you and I would meet again."

Zhao Lihe walked over with a smile, holding a rope in his hand, and tied up Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian knew Zhao Lihe's martial arts, so he did not resist. He just stared at him and sighed, "When the emperor captured you, I suggested that he execute you immediately. Unfortunately, the emperor was too young and was soft-hearted, which led to a big mistake. He released you, a traitor to the country..."

"I am a traitor to my country, then what are you?"

Zhao Lihe was amused by Wei Zhongxian's words and couldn't help but retort.

Wei Zhongxian laughed when he heard this: "Although I, Wei Zhongxian, am powerful and have caused chaos in the court, I have never been disloyal to the Ming Dynasty. But you are different. I have also heard of your theory. It is digging up the roots of the Zhu family's imperial power. Compared with you, I am just a minor disease, and you are the real disaster to the country!"

"snort!"

Zhao Lihe snorted coldly and was about to argue with him.

Lin Zhongtian suddenly slapped Wei Zhongxian on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.

"Alright, that's enough. You've already decided to rebel, what else is there to say? Take him back first. Wei Ting just fired a signal flare, and Fucheng County will respond soon. We must evacuate this place before the soldiers and Jinyiwei do."

At this point, Lin Zhongtian paused and added: "Of course, if you want to stay and compete with them, I don't mind."

Seeing Lin Zhongtian said so, what else could Zhao Lihe say? He quickly said, “Let’s go, let’s go now!”

The two men mounted their horses, and Zhao Lihe took Wei Zhongxian away first. Lin Zhongtian returned to the motorcade, and together with Ding Xiu and others, he moved the most valuable goods onto two carriages, and drove the horses away.

After a while, a group of soldiers came over cautiously, and were shocked when they saw the tragic scene on the official road.

Soon, the entire city of Fucheng was under martial law, and two or three messengers rode on horses and galloped towards the capital.

Lu Jianxing and others who were hiding in Fucheng County sensed something was wrong and immediately revealed their identities and led their men out of Fucheng County. They saw the miserable state of Wei Zhongxian and his entourage on the official road.

"Who... who did this?"

Lu Jianxing and his Jinyiwei were all shocked.

Shen Lian frowned and carefully examined the traces of battle in the convoy.

Jin Yichuan took a few glances. Even though he had known for a long time that it was Zhao Lihe and Lin Zhongtian who did it, he still couldn't help feeling a little surprised and shocked when he saw this scene.

After calming himself down, Jin Yichuan came to Shen Lian and asked in a low voice.

"Brother, did you find anything?"

"Some, but not much."

Shen Lian pointed at the corpses in front of him with a heavy face and said, "Look, although the corpses here died in a miserable state, most of them only had one fatal wound, which means they were killed by a single blow. Look at this corpse, it was split in half from the middle, which shows that the person who did it was extremely powerful. His moves were simple, but ruthless and precise."

"This style doesn't seem like that of an ordinary Jianghu killer. It's more like..."

Having said that, Shen Lian hesitated for a moment, and his mind couldn't help but recall the Shura scene of the Battle of Sarhu eight years ago.

Jin Yichuan understood what Shen Lian meant, and followed up on his words calmly: "They look more like those brave generals in the army!"

"A brave general in the army?"

Lu Jianxing was startled when he heard this, then glanced at his Jinyiwei colleagues who were still in shock, pulled Shen Lian and Jin Yichuan aside, and spoke in a low voice with a hint of meaning.

"Could it be..."

"impossible!"

Shen Lian understood what he meant and shook his head: "The emperor has already sent us here, there is no way we would do anything unnecessary, unless that eunuch Zhao wants to take this opportunity to get rid of you and me."

"But the three of us brothers have never provoked him, why would he want to get rid of us?"

"This is what I think is impossible." Shen Lian analyzed calmly, "So I think that compared to the possibility that the emperor sent someone else to get rid of Wei Zhongxian, the probability that Wei Zhongxian directed and acted out the incident himself is greater!"

"Directed and acted by myself?" Jin Yichuan asked in surprise, "Why?"