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In the snow, hundreds of bandits trudged through the snow, leaving a trail of messy footprints.

Hu Lie carried the nine-ringed broadsword and walked at the front of the group.

The black aura surrounding him grew increasingly dense, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

All I wanted to do was rush into Xiyun County and tear Li Ping to pieces.

"Hurry up! All of you, run faster than the hell!"

Hu Lie turned around and roared, spitting far out.

"By the time the county soldiers arrive, we won't even get a sip of soup!"

In the middle of the group, Miao Jun, shrouded in a black robe, walked at a leisurely pace.

The pale green bead in his hand was emitting a faint glow.

"Young Master Hu, please calm down."

Miao Jun's voice was like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.

"The terrain ahead is treacherous; be careful, it might be a trap."

"A trap? What kind of trap could there be?"

Hu Lie brandished his broadsword nonchalantly.

"It's very clear in Manager Wang's letter that Li Ping, that bastard, is seriously injured and unconscious, and his men are in complete chaos."

"If we charge in now, it'll be like a pack of wolves rushing into a sheepfold!"

"Just you wait and see, Immortal Master! Within an hour, I'll bring you Li Ping's head to use as a chamber pot!"

Miao Jun frowned slightly, the unease in his heart growing stronger.

He stopped, took a shrunken cloth bag from his pocket, and untied the opening.

A jet-black beetle crawled out of the bag, flapped its wings, and took flight, circling once in mid-air.

It emitted a sharp screech.

"There's a stench of blood ahead, and the scent of living people lying in ambush."

Miao Jun put away the beetle, his eyes cold.

"The number is considerable, at least over a hundred people."

Hu Lie was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

"A hundred people? A bunch of peasants with hoes, do they even deserve to call it an ambush? Immortal Master, you're overthinking it."

"It must be that bastard Li Ping who sent out all his rabble to be cannon fodder."

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of going into town to search for them one by one!"

Miao Jun wanted to persuade him further, but Hu Lie had already become impatient.

"Immortal Master, if you're afraid, just wait here. I'll kill Li Ping, seize the cultivation technique, and then I'll join you!"

Hu Lie snorted coldly, shouldered his broadsword, and strode towards the canyon ahead.

Miao Jun watched Hu Lie's retreating figure, blinded by hatred, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

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However, he was also curious to see what kind of dangerous trap Li Ping had set up.

"If things become unworkable, he can always back down."

"The task assigned by that important figure in Jiangning was to probe Li Ping's background, not to make him lose his life."

Ahead, a long and narrow canyon shaped like a gourd appeared before them.

This is what hunters call "Hulukou" (gourd mouth).

Hu Lie took the lead and stepped into the valley entrance without hesitation.

Hundreds of bandits followed closely behind, rushing in as if the valley held a mountain of gold and silver.

On the cliffs on both sides of the canyon, amidst snow-covered thickets of thorns...

The old smoker, a pipe dangling from his mouth, squinted at the dark mass of people below.

Beside him, dozens of hunters had already drawn their bows and nocked their arrows, the arrowheads coated with a black medicinal substance.

At the end of the canyon, behind a giant rock

Li Ping, wrapped in a thick bearskin cloak and holding a bronze mirror, was observing the situation inside the valley by the reflection of the snow.

Qian Duo squatted beside him, his nose almost running from the cold, and his teeth chattering.

"Sir...they've all gone in. When are we going to make our move?"

No rush.

Li Ping put down the bronze mirror, his tone calm.

"Wait until they're inside the gourd before closing the door and beating them."

Middle section of the canyon

As Hu Lie was walking, he suddenly felt his footing tighten and he fell forward.

He looked down and saw that countless tough vines had appeared out of nowhere in the snow, coiling around his ankles like venomous snakes.

"Damn it! There's an ambush!"

Hu Lie roared and swung his sword to strike.

At the same time, boulders and logs rained down from the cliffs on both sides of the canyon.

The bandits were smashed and cried out in pain, their formation thrown into chaos.

"Stay calm! Everyone stay calm!"

Hu Lie brandished his nine-ringed broadsword, splitting a rolling boulder in two, looking like a madman.

"Archers! Shoot upwards!"

As soon as the bandits drew their bows, a dense rain of arrows rained down from the cliff face.

The hunters were extremely accurate with their arrows, each one aimed precisely at the bandit's throat and eyes.

Screams echoed throughout the canyon, and the stench of blood instantly filled the entire area.

Miao Jun's expression changed, and his black robe fluttered even without wind.

A cyan aura swirled around him, deflecting all the incoming arrows.

"We've fallen for their trap! Retreat!"

Miao Jun shouted sternly

Hu Lie was blinded by rage and refused to retreat.

He slashed down a henchman who tried to run away, roaring...

"Anyone who dares to back down, I'll kill them first! Charge! Break through and you'll live!"

Just then, a deafening roar came from the entrance of the canyon.

Old Smoker, along with several hunters, worked together to push down a boulder weighing several thousand kilograms, effectively blocking the valley entrance.

Their escape route was completely cut off.

"We're doomed! We're surrounded!"

A bandit dropped his steel knife, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears.

A sense of despair spread among the bandits like a plague.

At the end of the canyon, behind the giant rock

Li Ping slowly stood up, coldly watching the bandits scurrying about in the valley like headless flies.

He pulled a red arrow from his robes and drew back the bowstring.

"Money's plentiful, pass the order down."

Li Ping's voice wasn't loud, but it traveled clearly to everyone's ears.

"Today, not a single person will be left alive inside this gourd."

He released the bowstring.

The crimson arrow, whistling sharply, shot straight into the sky, exploding into a dazzling burst of fireworks in the gloomy heavens.

"kill!"

On both sides of the cliff, the mountain people, wielding pitchforks and hoes, roared furiously.

The county yamen runners, emboldened, rushed out from their hiding place, brandishing their sabers and shouting encouragement.

At the entrance to the canyon, Shi Gan led forty elite soldiers

Like a tiger descending the mountain, blocking the only way out.

Surrounded on all sides, ambushed on all sides

Hu Lie looked at the enemies surging in from all directions, at their faces filled with hatred.

He finally realized that he had fallen into an elaborate trap.

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the chaotic crowd, locking onto the figure standing at the end of the canyon.

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Li Ping was also looking at him, a faint, cold smile on his face.

He made a throat-slitting gesture towards Hu Lie.