Aragorn's voice was low and firm, emphasizing word by word: "The strength of the opponent is beyond imagination. We must turn, even if we give up the carriage!"

The low wind whirled in the wilderness, and the uneasy breath came from the wind, which made the slow-sensing horses feel a little uneasy. They kept digging their hooves and yelling twice from time to time, conveying dangerous messages.

Qin Wuyang sneered: "Is it just a match for the opponent like a native chicken and a dog?"

Aragorn said calmly: "Those are just mixed fish, powerful enemies are approaching! We are too few, and we are always against each other!"

Qin Wuyang interrupted him and said, "You are wrong, Yaragang, I didn't calculate your combat power at all. In my eyes, your strength is not much different from it." Qin Wuyang pinched the neck of the Soul-Devouring Beast with two fingers and held it in the air. As soon as he spoke such arrogant words, Yaragang's face turned red. Even if he had been educated by a politician, he could not bear such insults in person.

Qin Wuyang did not give him a chance to speak. He loosened his fingers and threw the soul-devouring beast to the ground and said, "Go and teach him a lesson, little thing!" Qin Wuyang's voice was extremely cold and full of murderous intent. He believed that the little beast would understand what he was saying. As expected, as soon as the soul-devouring beast landed, its limbs curled slightly, and it bounced on the ground with a whoosh, and rushed towards Yaragang.

It was when Yaragang was so angry that he was so provoked by Qin Wuyang that he immediately forgot the gap in strength between them. He shouted wildly, and the sword flashed and slashed towards the neck of the soul-devouring beast. He had no intention of keeping his strength in this move.

The blood of the Gondor royal family should not be despised. Qin Wuyang must pay the price. At this moment, Aragorn threw all the things his mother taught him. Only a happy battle was what he wanted to do now.

With a light "ding", the Soul-Devouring Beast actually used its claws to take the sword. The two strokes separated, and then the Soul-Devouring Beast was a little on the ground and rushed towards Aragorn again. The strange beast from the Secluded Realm attacked like a tide, pulling out afterimages in the space, and constantly striking Aragorn.

Aragorn also showed his hard work for a hundred years of cultivation. Although the soul-devouring beast was getting faster and faster, it was attacking at a speed that was hard to tell the naked eye, no matter where the soul-devouring beast came, it was greeted with a flashing sword blade.

The sounds of "ding ding ding ding ding" sounded in succession, like rhythmic knocks. Suddenly, Qin Wuyang shouted, "Stop!" The soul-devouring beast suddenly disappeared and appeared again on Qin Wuyang's shoulders.

Yaragang's face turned ashen, and even after the intense activity, it did not change at all. He was actually tied by a pet from another person, which made Yaragang feel so unwilling. While embarrassing, he was still very unwilling to give up. Now the long sword in his hand was just an ordinary green steel sword. If he could hold the Nashir Holy Sword of his ancestor and cooperate with the unique Holy Fighting Aura unique to the Gondor royal family, his strength would double. At that time, this little beast could be destroyed, and he would not be so humiliated.

Qin Wuyang said lightly: "Do you still have any questions now?"

Aragorn didn't speak, jumped into the carriage, slammed the whip and drove wildly. The strong wind blew towards him, and the four of Frodosam couldn't open their eyes, so they had to lie in the carriage to hide.

When the cold wind blew, Aragorn slowly calmed down and slowly considered what to do if he encountered an irresistible enemy.

A distance was pulled apart by Yaragun, Fan Bingxi, Qingxi and others accelerated to chase, and Zhao Yanlan and Yu Lan two girls fell to the end. Suddenly, several guys wearing half-armored armor and holding spears rushed from the side of the mountain road, and their faces were full of madness and chased Zhao Yanlan. It was a part of the wilderness wanderers who could not bear the temptation of women and rushed out to take a risk.

At this moment, Zhao Yanlan drove the car. She swung her whip and accelerated forward. She turned her head and shouted to the frightened Yu Lan: "Shoot the arrow quickly, don't let them pounce, hurry up!"

Yu Lan said in a crying voice: "I dare not..."

Even though Zhao Yanlan was recuperating well, she couldn't help but curse at this time: "Damn!" Zhao Yanlan whipped a long whip, and the whip tip teared the air and made a harsh sound, and a slap hit the face of the wanderer who was running wildly.

A bright red blood mark appeared immediately. The wanderer was really brave. He was hit hard, but he didn't even blink his eyes, and he smiled and rushed towards them.

Zhao Yanlan needs to drive and grasp the direction, otherwise the carriage that was running rapidly would be overturned in an instant, and no one would survive. Yu Lan couldn't count on it. Just when the wanderer thought he was about to succeed, a "sneer" sound was sniffing, and the wanderer broke two pieces on the spot. Qin Wuyang smiled and said to Zhao Yanlan: "I'll drive!"

Zhao Yanlan had been impatient for a long time and did not speak. She turned around and grabbed the long bow in the carriage, and aimed at it! The bow string shook continuously, and three long arrows rushed out, and then fell one by one.

If driving requires a certain amount of exercise to operate, then bows and arrows will require years of training to perfectly master them. Zhao Yanlan is well aware of this point and is not discouraged. There are many arrows in the car, and even if the quantity is used to make up for the quality, it is enough for her to kill the five wanderers behind her.

Unfortunately, the wanderer is not a fool. After chasing for twenty seconds, he saw that the hopeless attack was successful, and he decisively entered the jungle. Zhao Yanlan sighed slowly, and Qin Wuyang smiled and said, "Do you feel a pity? There is no need to wait a moment, it's enough for you to work hard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Aragorn let out a long roar in front of him, Qin Wuyang immediately soared into the sky, and what he saw was the dense wilderness wanderer. In Qin Wuyang's super-powerful perception, the appearance of the wilderness wanderer was clearly visible. His excited face, blood-splitting eyes, protected the vital half-body armor on his chest, as well as simple wooden or leather shields. The sharp spearhead had been polished smoothly, and the wilderness wanderer who flocked to the fullest explanation of the term "mob"!

Fortunately, Aragorn discovered it very early, otherwise Frodo and the others would have been surrounded!

Qin Wuyang touched his chin and asked, "We didn't even eat much, and it wasn't too unreasonable to attract so many people to covet it? Even if the difficulty is doubled, it can't be so illogical!"

“What exactly is the reason?”

Too little information cannot be used to infer a reasonable result! Seeing the scene full of crisis, Qin Wuyang shook his body, and his speed was no less than teleportation.

Netherworld Shura Prison!

A tragic aura enveloped the four fields. The beasts within a radius of hundreds of miles were aroused by this murderous aura, and their eyes were bright red and they immediately fought each other. Even a pheasant dared to think of the challenge of the king of beasts. There was a mess in the mountains, and the scene was indeed quiet and weird.

The gray-black smoke drowned all the wanderers in the wilderness, and the team of hundreds of people could not make a sound, as if they were all exiled to another world.

This was the first time that Yaragon had seen such a strange scene. He quickly turned the front of the car and met Qingxi Fan Bingxi and others.

The fog came quickly and disappeared quickly. Before Aragorn could turn around, Qin Wuyang had already gathered the fog. The gray-black fog was like a tired bird returning to his nest, gathering rapidly into Qin Wuyang's hands, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This is the second time that Qin Wuyang has used the Netherworld Shura Prison. Unlike the previous time, this time, the soul-devouring beast suddenly spit out black smoke and attacked, which also led to a very different attack effect.

The original Netherworld Shura Prison was mainly corrosive attacks, but this time the black smoke turned into a ghostly figure and penetrated into the body of the wanderer in the wilderness.

In this moment, Qin Wuyang realized that this was the true face of the Netherworld Shura Prison. It was extremely vicious and could control living people with unconscious ghosts. Now the life and death of these people was just in his mind. Even if they were asked to commit suicide, these dull guys would not hesitate. Their self-consciousness had been erased and it would be difficult to recover. In other words, these wanderers were dead.

"Life is as humble as dust, no one is exception!" Qin Wuyang sighed in the air, stroked the soul-devouring beast's head, and thought to himself: If it weren't for the chance to meet this little thing, I don't know when the second move of the Five Prisons Sword Sutra will be truly practiced. From this move, the Infinite Light Prison seems to have another mystery. If you have free time, you must study it carefully.

Thinking of these irrelevant things, Qin Wuyang asked the wanderers to line up to make way. So a strange and inexplicable scene appeared on the business road.

The two sides who were supposed to fight for life and death were very friendly, which made Fan Bingxi and Wang Bo, who were originally so nervous that they were sweating all over, feel very funny. After they passed, these wanderers followed behind and trotted all the way.

Zhao Yanlan was nervous, and the bow and arrow that had already been full of strings burst out. Before the white wood arrow shot into the wanderer, a black line was shot in the air to wrap the entire arrow, and then corroded into ashes.

Qin Wuyang's cold voice drifted with the wind, "Now, both of us are teammates, Zhao Yanlan!"

Zhao Yanlan's face turned slightly red and he quickly put the bow and arrow. Qingxie saw Qin Wuyang's entire attack process clearly, and the strength of the veteran was fully revealed. Although Qin Wuyang also showed his peerless kung fu in the process of massacre of the flying dragon, few people on the fierce battlefield had the time to care about fighting in the air, but now it was very different.

The team of hundreds of people was destroyed by Qin Wuyang with one move, which was easier than sneezing. At this moment, someone made up his belief in climbing to the top!

A real man should be like this!

This night, with the protection of these wilderness wanderers, everyone, including Aragorn, had a very stable sleep. There was only one problem, that is, when preparing dinner, there was too much game needed to be prepared. Fortunately, the beasts killed each other just now, so these wanderers picked up cheap and quickly found enough food.

The halfling was quite excited at the beginning when facing the mountain of ingredients, but after roasting two deer, she immediately gave up her efforts!
Chapter completed!