Chapter 6723 Kowtow

"Senior's martial arts talent is so high?" Song Chen put away the complacency in his heart.

"Okay, let me take you to get revenge!" Qin Ming grabbed Song Chen's shoulders, flew into the sky, and headed forward.

Not long after, he brought Song Chen to a group of bandits who were resting.

When the bandits saw someone flying over, they all stood up quickly. When they saw the aura of Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi, their faces suddenly became solemn.

The lowest level of martial arts for warriors who can fly is the Holy Beast Realm, and they don't have any Holy Beast Realm warriors.

The leader of the robbers was a middle-aged man in black. When he saw Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi, he smiled and trotted over quickly, bowing and saluting: "I don't know why you are here, senior? As long as it's useful." If you find a place for me to wait, just give me your orders."

This place is remote, the energy in the air is thin, and the number of strong people in the Holy Beast Realm is very small.

Suddenly two strong men in the holy beast realm appeared, and he was beating drums in his heart.

Even though he dared to massacre villages at every turn, killing people was a common practice. That was because he knew that there were no real strong people here, and a real strong person would not be bored to care about them.

In the eyes of the strong, they are like ants.

The martial arts realm of these two powerful men who flew down from the sky reached the lowest level of the holy beast.

Facing such a strong man, his first reaction was to run away, because his life was already in the opponent's hands.

But he didn't dare to run.

If he ran away without saying a word, these two strong men would probably think that they did not respect each other, and then the other party would probably kill them casually.

You must know that with the strength of the Saint Beast Realm experts, it is easy to kill them.

Failure to respect the strong will definitely lead to death.

And in the eyes of the strong, they are just ants. As long as they show respect and keep their posture to a minimum, the other party will not lower themselves to embarrass them.

Looking at the group of bandits, Qin Ming smiled lightly and said, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Senior, we are hunters from a nearby village. We usually make a living by hunting, and we are taking a break now." After saying that, the middle-aged warrior waved to his companion, and a piece of beast meat was taken out.

"This is the meat of Qingfeng Rabbit. It tastes delicious. If senior wants to try it, I will help you roast it now."

"Why don't you light a fire quickly, take out all the most precious drinks, and greet this gentleman properly!"

After hearing his words, the others quickly set off, lighting the fire and nodding and serving beside them. It can be said that there is a detailed division of labor.

Looking at their appearance, Jin Zhizhi looked at Qin Ming doubtfully: "Is it wrong? I don't think they look like bandits. They should all be hunters."

Song Chen had never seen the bandits who massacred the village. After hearing Jin Zhizhi's words, he put away the hatred in his eyes and looked at Qin Ming doubtfully.

Hearing the word "robber", the group of people trembled. The middle-aged man in the lead moved his eyes quickly, and the smile on his face became wider. He nodded and bowed to Jin Zhizhi with great respect: "We How could they be robbers? They are all villagers who do their duty."

"It's just that because of hunting all year round, it's inevitable that there will be the smell of blood on your body."

"What? Are there robbers around here? Thank you for reminding me. We will be careful. If the robbers dare to come here, we will definitely let them die miserably!"

Judging from the middle-aged man's expression, he seemed to have a blood feud with the robber. "Senior's martial arts talent is so high?" Song Chen put away the complacency in his heart.

"Okay, let me take you to get revenge!" Qin Ming grabbed Song Chen's shoulders, flew into the sky, and headed forward.

Not long after, he brought Song Chen to a group of bandits who were resting.

When the bandits saw someone flying over, they all stood up quickly. When they saw the aura of Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi, their faces suddenly became solemn.

The lowest level of martial arts for warriors who can fly is the Holy Beast Realm, and they don't have any Holy Beast Realm warriors.

The leader of the robbers was a middle-aged man in black. When he saw Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi, he smiled and trotted over quickly, bowing and saluting: "I don't know why you are here, senior? As long as it's useful." If you find a place for me to wait, just give me your orders."

This place is remote, the energy in the air is thin, and the number of strong people in the Holy Beast Realm is very small. .??.

Suddenly two strong men in the holy beast realm appeared, and he was beating drums in his heart.

Even though he dared to massacre villages at every turn, and even killed people for free, that was because he knew that there were no real strong people here, and real strong people would not be bored to care about them.

In the eyes of the strong, they are like ants.

The martial arts realm of these two powerful men who flew down from the sky reached the lowest level of the holy beast.

Facing such a strong man, his first reaction was to run away, because his life was already in the opponent's hands.

But he didn't dare to run.

If he ran away without saying a word, these two powerful men would probably think that they did not respect each other, and then the other party would probably kill them casually.

You must know that with the strength of the Saint Beast Realm experts, it is easy to kill them.

Failure to respect the strong will definitely lead to death.

And in the eyes of the strong, they are just ants. As long as they show respect and keep their posture to a minimum, the other party will not lower themselves to embarrass them.

Looking at the group of bandits, Qin Ming smiled lightly and said, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Senior, we are hunters from a nearby village. We usually make a living by hunting, and we are taking a break now." After saying that, the middle-aged warrior waved to his companion, and a piece of beast meat was taken out.

"This is the meat of Qingfeng Rabbit. It tastes delicious. If senior wants to try it, I will help you roast it now."

"Why don't you light a fire quickly, take out all the most precious drinks, and greet this gentleman properly!"

After hearing his words, the others quickly set off, lighting the fire and nodding and serving beside them. It can be said that there is a detailed division of labor.

Looking at their appearance, Jin Zhizhi looked at Qin Ming doubtfully: "Is it wrong? I don't think they look like bandits. They should all be hunters."

Song Chen had never seen the bandits who massacred the village. After hearing Jin Zhizhi's words, he put away the hatred in his eyes and looked at Qin Ming doubtfully.

Hearing the word "robber", the group of people trembled. The middle-aged man in the lead moved his eyes quickly, and the smile on his face became wider. He nodded and bowed to Jin Zhizhi with great respect: "We How could they be robbers? They are all villagers who do their duty."

"It's just that because of hunting all year round, it's inevitable that there will be the smell of blood on your body."

"What? Are there robbers around here? Thank you for reminding me. We will be careful. If the robbers dare to come here, we will definitely let them die miserably!"

Judging from the middle-aged man's expression, he seemed to have a blood feud with the robber.