Chapter 133 Robbery

? There are not one hundred or eighty bandit forces hidden in the jungles of southern Hunan. Among them, there are more than ten groups of innate warriors. This time, the old knife handle that gathered everyone this time is the strongest one. Counting him, there are six innate warriors.

This time when they robbed Yan Qingxue and the others, it was the person Yan Shengheng found who contacted Laodaobaozi, who then contacted the other six troops.

The old knife handle is so diligent, of course, not for the five million taels of silver, he actually wants to clean it up.

Most of them, who opened a mountain and established a village as bandits in the dense forests of southern Hunan, were from loose cultivators, and because they offended the local martial arts forces, they had to come to this dense forest in southern Hunan to seek a living.

Don't look at their majestic appearance on the surface, but in fact, every step they take is like walking on thin ice.

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

But even so, there were quite a few misunderstandings for them, and someday, the disciples of the Central Plains sect would have a whim and want to do justice for the sky, and by the way, they came to destroy their cottage.

This kind of precarious days is enough for the old knife handle.

Over the years, he used the various cultivation resources he robbed to cultivate all the way to the Spirit Aperture Realm. If he wants to cultivate further, his aptitude has reached the limit, so the old swordsman wants to clean up and quit and change his identity. reappeared in the arena.

In order to conceal their previous identities, most of them used fake names, such as the old knife handle.

Therefore, he is not worried at all that he will be discovered by changing his identity, and after the whitewashing, the place he is going to is Shangshan City!

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

As for Shangshancheng's revenge, then the following idiots will naturally be blamed. What does it have to do with him?

So in the face of everyone's doubts, Lao Dao handle naturally tried his best to defend.

"You've been thinking too much. Who the hell asked us to take action this time? Do you know? It's the ninth son of Yan Huangjiu, the lord of Shangshan City, Yan Shengheng!"

The old knife handle said with a mysterious face: "This involves the struggle of the heirs within Shangshan City.

I also don't understand, but they kill their own people in Shangshan City, and we are just taking people's money and money to eliminate disasters for others. Even if they want to take revenge, they can't take revenge on us. "

Among the seven bandits, a tall, thin, middle-aged warrior who was blind in one eye asked in a hoarse voice, "Because of this, I am not at ease. We are all blind. If you want us to top the tank, then you will be wronged to death."

This blind martial artist was nicknamed Ghost Fox. It was said that he had offended a strong person in the Primordial Spirit Realm before.

So since then, this ghost fox has been very careful, and it has been less than ten years for his cottage to stand in this dense forest in southern Hunan.

The old knife handle laughed and said: "Brother Guihu, you are overthinking it. My old knife handle is not a fool. Of course, I am prepared for their trick of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. I have already prepared."

Saying that, Lao Dao Kuozi took out a letter from his arms and said, "This is the letter that Yan Shengheng used to contact me. If they want to cross the river and demolish the bridge, I will stab this letter out. Let the whole Hunan martial arts see what kind of virtue he Yan Shengheng is!

He, Yan Shengheng, is different from us. If outsiders know that this young master Yan Jiu, who usually treats people with a generous and broad-minded personality, is actually a villain who buys robbery and kills his own sister, his reputation will be great. It stinks completely.

At that time, let alone the lord of Shangshan City, he will not be able to be the lord of Shangshan City, even the rest of the Yan family will not be able to tolerate him! "

Seeing that Lao Dao Zhe took out such a strong evidence, everyone felt relieved.

But how could they have imagined that, Lao Dao Shou had never thought of standing with them at all, and this so-called letter was even more incomprehensible!

There was an unpredictable smile on the corner of Lao Dao Handle's mouth: "Well, it's best for everyone to bring some more people in this operation. After all, the other party has a strong person on the list, and we can't take it lightly."

Everyone nodded, even if they didn't say the old sword handle, they knew that it was not an exaggeration to have one against ten among the strongest people in the ranking.

The old swordsman and their speed are not that fast. Each cottage needs to assemble people, and it is necessary to determine who is going to fight. After all, they can't be dispatched in full force, and there must be a few people left to watch the house.

In the end, it took three days for the seven cottages to dispatch 20 innate warriors and thousands of other acquired warriors. They believed that even if the other party was a strong person, they could kill each other just by the number of people.

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

The roads in the dense forests of southern Shonan are rugged and mostly mountain roads.

When they came, it was better to go because they were all empty, but now that they came back with a lot of goods, the speed of this advance was suddenly doubled.

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

In this dense forest in southern Hunan, the beasts are roaring and the birds are chirping constantly, but now they can't see a single one.

Except for the occasional faint insect chants, the entire mountain road was extremely quiet, obviously something was wrong.

"stop!"

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

They are all old rivers and lakes, and naturally they also found something wrong.

"Hahaha! As expected, Meng Qingze, a strong man on the list, has a keen sense of it."

A loud laughter came, and a dense group of bandits immediately appeared around, holding weapons in their hands, and hundreds of people holding bows and arrows, eyeing them.

The momentum of the twenty people in front was even more astonishing, and all of them were warriors of the innate realm.

Liang Bo's complexion suddenly changed: "It's an old knife handle! How could it be them?"

Su Xin asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this person?"

Liang Bo said solemnly: "This old knife handle is one of the strongest among the bandits in southern Hunan, and because of this, he is mostly alone, and it is rare to see so many people at one time like today. when."

After speaking, Uncle Liang walked forward, and cupped his hands to the old knife handle: "You all have worked hard, and there is 100,000 taels of silver here. Feel free to take it and drink tea."

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

But it's a pity that the old knives and handles are only here for money.

The old knife handle sneered: "It's only 100,000 taels of silver. Do you treat us like beggars? We have dispatched so many brothers, and you will give us 100,000 taels of silver?"

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

"One million taels!" Laodao's handle stretched out a finger: "There are seven houses here, each with one million taels."

Liang Bo's complexion suddenly turned dark. When they came out this time, the total money they brought was only one million taels. Now they still think that no one wants one million taels. Are they crazy?

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

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

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

"Uncle Liang, needless to say, they made it clear today that they are here to make trouble. Even if you spend 10 million taels of silver, they won't let it go."

Su Xin stood up and looked directly at Lao Dao Handle and the others: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

"Hahaha! As expected of Meng Qingze, the leader of the People's Ranking, he is truly extraordinary today, but unfortunately, from today onwards, you will probably be removed from the People's Ranking!"

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 give them the greatest help. She immediately pulled the hedge and hid in the car, but there was a lingering worry in her eyes.

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

The power of Shangshan City in southern Hunan is not something you can afford, and I, Meng, have a little reputation. Even so, you dare to assemble so many to rob us, presumably the people behind you are bidding not low, right? "

The old knife handle's expression turned cold: "I'm sorry, Young Master 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 to take people's money and money to relieve people's disasters. They didn't have the spare time to fight with Su Xin. The more they talked, the greater the variable.

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

The more than 500 Acquired Martial Artists could only barely protect themselves under this arrow. After all, the person who opened the bow was also in the Acquired Realm. As long as the powerful arrow hits one arrow, it will not die. (To be continued.)