Chapter 134
There are not 100 or 80 bandits hidden in the Xiangnan jungle. Among them, there are more than ten of them who own the Xiantian Martial Artist. The Old Blade Handle, which gathered everyone this time, is the strongest one. He subordinate Counting him, there are six Xiantian Martial Artists.
This time they plunder and kill Yan Qingxue, the person Yan Chengheng found contacted Old Blade Handle, and he then contacted the other six people.
Old Blade Handle is so diligent, of course not for the 5 million silver tael, he actually wants to wash it out.
Most of them who set up mountains and become bandits in the Xiangnan jungle are loose cultivator backgrounds, and because they offended the local Martial World forces, they had to come to this Xiangnan jungle to ask for a living.
Don't look at their majesty on the surface, but in fact they walk on thin ice in each step, for fear that if they accidentally provoke the wrong person, the entire Mountain Camp will be wiped out.
Moreover, the probability of this kind of thing happening is not small. Who knows if there will be any Powerhouse in which caravan? So every time they do it, they have to send someone to follow the caravan for several days and confirm the details of the other party before doing it.
But even so, they don’t miss a lot of time, and someday there will be Central Plains. Great Faction disciple suddenly have a thought wanting to enforce Justice on behalf of the Heaven, by the way Come and wipe out their Mountain Camp.
Such precarious days Old Blade Handle is also fed up.
In the past few years, he used the various cultivate resources he had robbed to cultivate all the way to Spirit Aperture Realm, and then he wanted to cultivate up. With his aptitude, he had reached the limit, so Old Blade Handle wanted to wash Bai quit and reappeared in Jianghu with a new identity.
In order to cover up their previous identities, most of them who are bandits use fake names, Old Blade Handle just like this way.
So he doesn't worry about being discovered when he changes his identity. Moreover, after being cleansed, the place he is going to is Mount Shang City!
He has already contacted Yan Chengheng, as long as he plunder and kill Yan Qingxue and the others, he will directly cleanse him, change his identity and come to Mount Shang City to join Yan Chengheng’s troops. From then on this Xiangnan jungle The bandit Chieftain Old Blade Handle has nothing to do with him.
As for Mount Shang City’s revenge, when the time comes, the following idiots will naturally commit the crime. What does it matter to him?
So in the face of everyone's doubts, Old Blade Handle naturally tried to defend it.
"You are all worried, who is looking for us to take action this time, do you know? It is the Ninth son of Lord of Mount Shang City Yan Huangjiu, Yan Chengheng!"
Old Blade Handle has a mysterious face and said: "This involves the heir struggle within Mount Shang City. I don't understand it, but they killed themselves in Mount Shang City. We are just paying someone to solve. It’s just a problem. Even if they want revenge, they won’t be able to retaliate against us."
Among the seven bandits, a middle-aged Martial Artist who was tall and thin, blinded one eye, used a hoarse tone. The voice asked: "Because of this, I don't feel relieved. These people are all shameless. If we kill someone in the end, but ask us to push the tank, it will be wronged."
The blind Martial Artist was nicknamed Ghost Fox. It was said that he had offended the Powerhouse of Origin Divine Realm. He was gouged by One Dao Sword Qi and escaped by pretending to be dead.
So since then, this Ghost Fox has done everything very carefully. His Mountain Camp has also been standing in this Xiangnan jungle for less than ten years.
Old Blade Handle laughed heartily and said: "Ghost Fox Buddy, you worry too much. I am not a stupid Old Blade Handle. Of course, I have guarded against this move of destroying the bridge after crossing the river. Ready."
Speaking, Old Blade Handle took out a letter from his arms and said: "This is the letter from when Yan Chengheng contacted me, in case they want to destroy the bridge after crossing the river, I will poke out this letter and let the entire Xiangnan Martial World see what his Yan Chengheng is!
His Yan Chengheng is different from us, if you let outsiders know Because he, Ninth Childe, who usually treats people with boldness and broad friendship, turns out to be a low person who buys a fierce plunder and kills his younger sister, his reputation is completely stinking.
When the time comes, let alone Lord of Mount Shang City, he can’t stand it, even the other Yan Family can’t tolerate him!"
Seeing Old Blade Handle came up with such a strong evidence, Everyone was relieved immediately.
But where they can think of it, Old Blade Handle never thought of standing with them at all. This so-called letter is even more fictional!
An unpredictable smiling expression appeared at the corner of Old Blade Handle's mouth: "Well, you'd better bring some more manpower for this operation. After all, the other party has a Human List Powerhouse, so we can't take it lightly. ."
Everyone is nodded, even if Old Blade Handle doesn’t mention them, they also know that the Human List Powerhouse is one to ten in the same rank. This is not an exaggeration. Don’t bring too many people, and they don’t dare to take it lightly. action.
Old Blade Handle, their speed is not so fast. Every Mountain Camp needs to assemble manpower and determine who is going to fight. After all, they are impossible to move out, and there are always a few people left to watch. Home.
In the last three days, seven Mountain Camps dispatched 20 Xiantian Martial Artists, and the remaining Houtian Martial Artists were thousands. They believed that even if the other party was the Human List Powerhouse, they would be able to do so by the number of people alone. The other party is dead.
At this time in the jungle, Su Xin and the others are leading the team with difficulty.
The roads in the Xiangnan jungle are rugged, and most of them are mountain roads.
When they came, it was better to go because they were all empty cars, but now they came back with a lot of goods, and the speed of this advance was immediately slowed down by a factor of two.
At this moment, Su Xin walking in the front suddenly felt something wrong.
In this Xiangnan jungle, in the wild beast roar on weekdays, the sounds of birds chirping constantly, but now there is no one to see.
Except for the occasional faint insect moans, the entire mountain road seemed extremely silent, obviously something was wrong.
"Stop!"
As soon as Su Xin raised his hand, the entire convoy stopped immediately. Tao Qian and the others also watched all around vigilantly.
They are all old Jianghu, and naturally they have discovered the wrong place.
"hahaha! It really deserves to be Human List Powerhouse Meng Qingze, this perception is keen."
A loud laugh came, and a group of densely packed bandits emerged immediately around. Holding weapons in their hands, and hundreds of people holding bows and arrows, glare like a tiger watching his prey on them.
The imposing manner on the 20 people is even more amazing. They are all Martial Artists of Xiantian realm.
Liang Senior complexion suddenly changed: "It's Old Blade Handle! How could it be them?"
Su Xin asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this person?" "
Liang Senior said solemnly: "This Old Blade Handle is one of the strongest bandits in Xiangnan. Because of this, he spends most of the time alone, rarely like Today is this time when so many people come at once."
After saying Liang Senior, he walked forward and arched his hands to Old Blade Handle: "You have worked hard for Great In-charge. 100 silver tael, you can take it to drink tea."
This business road Liang Senior has walked several times, he knows the rules, generally speaking, as long as he pays the money, these bandits will leave obediently. of.
But it's a pity that today, Old Blade Handle, they can only come for money.
Old Blade Handle sneered: "Only 100 silver tael, do you send us as a beggar? We have dispatched so many brothers, so you give us 100 silver tael?"
Liang Senior coldly snorted: "Then how much do you want?"
"1 million taels!" Old Blade Handle stretched out a finger: "There are seven companies here, each of which is 1 million taels."
Liang Senior’s complexion suddenly went black. They came out this time, and they brought a total of only 1 million taels. Now they still think that no one wants 1 million taels. Are they crazy?
"Old Blade Handle! Do you know what you are doing? This is the caravan of Mount Shang City. Do you dare to make ideas?" Liang Senior coldly said.
Old Blade Handle said with a sneer: "Father, whether you are a caravan from Mount Shang City or not, this rule can't be broken anyway, you just say the money, you give it or not."
Liang Senior wanted to say something, but Su Xin stopped him.
"Liang Senior, needless to say, people made it clear today that they are here to make trouble. Even if you put out 10 million silver tael, they will not let it go."
Su Xin stood up and looked directly at Old Blade Handle and the others: "Let’s talk, who made you come?"
"hahaha! As expected of Human List Powerhouse Meng Qingze, today It’s really extraordinary at first sight, but unfortunately, from today, you’re probably going to be removed from the Human List!"
As soon as the words Old Blade Handle came out, Martial Artist from Yan Qingxue immediately defended Nie Fang and the others quickly let Yan Qingxue hide in the car.
Yan Qingxue knew that at this time, as long as she was not a burden, she would give them the biggest help. She immediately took Lu Li and hid in the car, but there was a lingering worry in her eyes.
Su Xin slowly shook the head: "Old Blade Handle, right? You can make such a reputation among the hundreds of bandits in Xiangnan, you should not be the kind of brainless person, I I’m very curious who gave you the courage to plunder and kill us?
The power of Mount Shang City in Xiangnan is not something you can provoke. I, Meng, I, have a bit of prestige, even though So you dare to gather so many to plunder and kill us, presumably the people behind you are not bidding low?"
Old Blade Handle's expression was cold: "Sorry, Childe Meng, I still have some things I really can’t say, if you want to know, go to Underworld and ask Lord Yama! Give it to me!"
They came from paying someone to solve a problem, and they didn’t have the idle time to talk to Su Xin. The more you talk about it, the bigger this variable becomes.
With the sound of the Old Blade Handle, the arrows fell all over the sky, and those caravan members who did not know how to martial merit were holding heads and hid behind the car, but many people were still shot directly.
The more than 500 Houtian Martial Artists can only barely protect themselves under the arrows. After all, the person who opened the bow is also the Houtian realm, and the momentum is big, power is deep arrows only Undying is also disabled with an arrow in the top.