Chapter 133 Robbery

There are eighty if not one hundred bandit forces hidden in the dense forest in southern Hunan. Among them, there are more than ten bandits with innate warriors. On him, there are six innate warriors.

This time, Yan Qingxue and the others were robbed and killed. The people Yan Chengheng found contacted the old swordsman, and he then contacted the other six groups of people.

The old swordsman was so diligent, of course not for the five million taels of silver, he actually wanted to wash his name.

Most of them who set up mountains and villages as bandits in the dense forests of southern Hunan came from casual cultivators, and because they offended the local martial arts forces, they had to come to the dense forests of southern Hunan to beg for a living.

Don't look at them looking majestic on the surface, but in fact they are walking on thin ice every step of the way, for fear that if they accidentally offend the wrong person, the whole cottage will be destroyed by them.

And the chances of this kind of thing happening are not small, who knows if there will be any strong people in any caravan? So every time they make a move, they have to send someone to follow the caravan for several days, and then make a move after confirming the other party's details.

But even so, there were quite a few times when they misjudged, and someday, if they didn't keep it all together, the disciples of the Central Yuan faction had a sudden whim and wanted to do justice for the heavens, and they came to wipe out their cottages by the way.

This kind of precarious life is enough for old knives.

Over the years, he has used the various cultivation resources he robbed to cultivate all the way to the spirit aperture state, and if he wants to cultivate further, his aptitude has reached the limit, so the old swordsman wants to quit for nothing and change to a new identity Reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

In order to cover up their previous identities, most of them used fake names, such as old knives.

So he didn't worry about being found out if he changed his identity, and after being cleansed, he was going to Shangshan City!

He has already contacted Yan Chengheng, as long as Yan Qingxue and others are robbed and killed, he will directly clean up his crimes, change his identity and come to Shangshan City to join Yan Chengheng's command. But it has nothing to do with him.

As for Shangshan City's revenge, the following idiots will naturally take the blame, so what does it matter to him?

So in the face of everyone's doubts, the old swordsman naturally tried his best to defend himself.

"You are all worrying too much. Do you know who asked us to take action this time? It is the ninth son of Yan Huangjiu, the lord of Shangshan City, Yan Chengheng!"

The old swordsman said with a mysterious face: "This involves the struggle of the heirs in Shangshan City. I don't understand it, but they kill their own people in Shangshan City. We are just using people's money to eliminate disasters for others. They Even if we want to take revenge, we can't get revenge on us."

Among the seven thieves, a middle-aged martial artist who was tall, thin and blind in one eye asked in a hoarse voice: "Because of this, I don't feel relieved. We are all shameless. What if we kill you in the end?" If you kill someone, but you want us to top the tank, then you will die of injustice.”

This blind martial artist was nicknamed Ghost Fox. It was said that he had offended a strong man in the Yuanshen Realm before. His eyes were gouged out by a sword qi, and he escaped by pretending to be dead.

So since then, this ghost fox has been very careful in doing things, and it has been less than ten years since his cottage stood in the dense forest in southern Hunan.

The old swordsman laughed loudly and said: "Brother Guihu, you are worrying too much. I am not a fool, old swordsman. Of course I was prepared for their trick of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge."

As he said that, the old knife took out a letter from his arms and said: "This is the letter that Yan Chengheng wrote when he contacted me. If they want to cross the river and demolish the bridge, I will stab this letter out. Let the entire Shonan Wulin see what virtue Yan Shengheng has!

He, Yan Chengheng, is different from us. If outsiders know that he, the generous and well-connected Young Master Yan Jiu, is actually a villain who buys murder and kills his own sister, his reputation will be terrible. It stinks completely.

At that time, let alone being the lord of Shangshan City, he won't be able to take over.

Even the rest of the Yan family can't tolerate him! "

Seeing that the old sword had produced such a strong evidence, everyone was immediately relieved.

But how could they have imagined that the old swordsman never thought of standing with them at all, and this so-called letter was even more fictitious!

There was an unpredictable smile on the corner of the old swordsman's mouth: "Well, everyone should bring more people for this operation. After all, the other party has a strong man on the list. We can't take it lightly."

Everyone nodded, even if the old swordsman didn't tell them, they knew that one of the top players in the same rank was against ten. This is not an exaggeration.

The speed of the old knives is not so fast. Every cottage needs to gather manpower, and it is also necessary to determine who will fight. After all, they cannot go out with all their strength, and they must leave a few people to watch the house.

In the end, it took three days for the Qijiashanzhai to mobilize 20 innate warriors and thousands of acquired warriors. They believed that even if the other party was a strong man on the list, they would be able to kill the other party just by the number of people.

At this time, in the dense forest, Su Xin and others were leading the convoy forward with difficulty.

The roads in the dense forests of southern Shonan are rugged, and most of them are mountain roads.

When they came here, it was easier to walk because they were all empty, but now that they brought back a large amount of goods, the speed of their progress was suddenly doubled.

At this moment, Su Xin, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the dense forest in southern Hunan, wild beasts howled and birds chirped constantly, but now there was not a single one to be seen.

Except for the occasional faint chants of insects, the entire mountain road seemed extremely quiet, and something was obviously wrong.

"stop!"

As soon as Su Xin raised his hand, the entire convoy stopped immediately, and Tao Qian and the others looked around vigilantly.

They are all veterans, so they naturally found out what was wrong.

"Hahaha! As expected, Meng Qingze is the strongest man on the list, and his perception is really sharp."

There was a loud laugh, and a dense group of bandits immediately appeared around them, holding weapons in their hands, and hundreds of people held bows and arrows, staring at them.

The aura of those twenty people was even more astonishing, and they were all warriors in the innate realm.

Uncle Liang's complexion suddenly changed: "It's old swordsmen! How could it be them?"

Su Xin asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this man?"

Uncle Liang said in a deep voice: "This old swordsman is one of the most powerful of the bandits in southern Hunan. Because of this, he mostly walks alone. It is rare for so many people to come at once like today. when."

After speaking, Uncle Liang walked forward, cupped his hands towards the handle of the old knife and said, "You guys have worked hard, I have a hundred thousand taels of silver here, you can take it to drink tea."

Uncle Liang has walked this business route several times. He knows the rules. Generally speaking, as long as he pays, the bandits will leave obediently.

But it's a pity that today's old knives come here just for money.

The old swordsman sneered: "It's only one hundred thousand taels of silver, why are you dismissing us as beggars? We have mobilized so many brothers, and you just give us one hundred thousand taels of silver?"

Uncle Liang snorted coldly: "Then how much do you want?"

"One million taels!" The old swordman stretched out a finger: "There are seven houses here, and each one is one million taels."

Uncle Liang's complexion turned dark immediately. They came out this time, and the total money they brought was only one million taels. Now they think that no one wants one million taels, are they crazy?

"Old swordsman! Do you know what you are doing? This is the caravan of Shangshan City, how dare you make up your mind?" Liang Bo said coldly.

The old swordsman sneered: "I don't care if you are a caravan in Shangshan City or not, anyway, this rule can't be broken, you just say the money, you can give it or not."

Uncle Liang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Su Xin.

"Uncle Liang, needless to say, today they made it clear that they are here to cause trouble. Even if you hand over ten million taels of silver, they will not let you go."

Su Xin stood up and looked directly at the old knife handle and the others: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

"Hahaha! As expected of Meng Qingze, who is a strong man on the human list, he is really extraordinary at first sight today, but unfortunately, from today onwards, you will probably be removed from the human list!"

As soon as the old knife handle said this, the warriors on Yan Qingxue's side immediately took a defensive posture, and Nie Fang and the others quickly let Yan Qingxue hide in the car.

Yan Qingxue knew that as long as she was not a burden at this time, she would be the greatest help to them. She immediately pulled the hedge and hid in the car, but there was a lingering worry in her eyes.

Su Xin shook his head slowly: "Is the old knife right? You can make such a big name among the hundreds of bandits in southern Hunan. You shouldn't be that kind of brainless person. I'm curious who gave it to you Courage gives you the guts to rob and kill us?

The power of Shangshan City in southern Hunan is not something you can provoke, and I, Meng, have a bit of prestige. Even so, you dare to gather so many people to rob and kill us. Presumably the people behind you are bidding a lot, right? "

The old swordsman's expression turned cold: "I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, there are some things I really can't say. If you want to know, go to hell and ask Lord Yan! Give it to me!"

They came here with people's money to help people avoid disasters, and they didn't have the time to chat with Su Xin. The more they talked, the greater the change.

With the bang of the old knife's handle, arrows fell all over the sky, and those caravan members who did not know martial arts hid behind the car with their heads in their hands, but many people were still directly shot to death.

The more than five hundred Houtian warriors could only barely protect themselves under these arrows. After all, the opponent who opened the bow was also in the Houtian realm. As long as the powerful and heavy arrow hits one arrow, they will not die or be disabled. (To be continued.)

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