After a long while, Zhu Ruoxuan, Gong Jinhuan, and the other guards hurried over. Their leaping figures whipped up terrifying gusts of Martial Force, carving furrows across the ground.
Yet after racing here with utmost urgency, what they found was a corpse hanging from a dead tree!
"The lord is unharmed!"
The guards breathed a sigh of relief. Earlier, they had been entangled by uninvited guests, every one of whom used a sword and was a skilled fighter.
After exchanging blows, they realized something was wrong. Their opponents' purpose had been to hold them back, preventing them from breaking away and creating a situation where Zhou You was left alone.
Anyone serving as a guard possessed professional instincts. At once, they guessed that someone had to be plotting against Zhou You.
The group had joined forces to drive back the uninvited guests, which had already taken some effort. After hurrying to the scene, however, they found an unfamiliar corpse hanging from a branch.
"Only the disciples and grand-disciples of the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword use swords of this design!"
A Strong Martial Guard examined the sword marks on the rock wall and ground, deduced the weapon used by the corpse, and reached a conclusion.
Coupled with the fact that all the uninvited guests had used swords, the answer was ready to emerge.
This time, swordsmen from the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword had intercepted Zhou You's group before Fuluo Mountain with ill intent.
But Zhou You's methods were formidable. Before the guards arrived, he had struck ruthlessly, killed the enemy, and hung the corpse out in the wilderness.
Though this was clean and decisive, it had also thoroughly offended the disciples of the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword!
"What would happen next?"
Zhu Ruoxuan looked toward the ink-dark mountain range of Fuluo