Jiang Wuji's words undoubtedly angered these horse bandits, but for Jiang Wuji, he didn't even need to take action to deal with these horse bandits.
Following the order from the leader of the horse bandits, five horse bandits armed with steel knives immediately pounced on them, making savage roars from their mouths, as if they had not evolved well.
"Cao Li!"
"Don't worry, little Taoist master, leave it to me!"
Cao Li pushed his feet fiercely, and he rose up from the ground. The iron buckle on the seven-ring knife swished, and in a flash of thunder, he cut off a horse bandit in half, and blood spattered on the spot!
"..."
"..."
The scene seemed to be still, and it wasn't until there was a spurt of blood that the horse bandits reacted.
"Wu, Wu, Wufu!"
"He is a martial artist! A martial artist!!"
Everyone was frightened and looked timid.
"Hey, grandpa is still an eighth-grade martial artist." Cao Li sneered and picked up the seven-ring sword in his hand, and another head flew away.
When the moon is dark and the wind is high, and blood flows like a river.
Jiang Wuji's eyelids twitched when he saw Cao Li's fighting style. Although his fights were very bloody, as a bystander, he still couldn't help but comment: Cao Li is really cruel, like a villain.
As a martial artist born in a small county town, Cao Li was already at the eighth level, but he still used basic swordsmanship and had no martial arts skills or moves that he could name.
Therefore, Cao Li's fighting style of open and close can be a great deterrent when he is overwhelmed by strength, but once he encounters a difficult opponent, he will be very passive.
Fortunately, these are ordinary horse bandits and pose no threat to Cao Li, who is already at the eighth level.
In the blink of an eye, the five horse bandits who rushed up were all killed. The scene was in a mess, and the pungent smell of blood mixed with the night began to fill the air.
"You bastards, you don't show any talent in your tactics. Who can you mess with? How about messing with me?"
Cao Li shook off the blood on his knife, pointed at the livid-looking horse bandit leader, and said, "I will do justice to God today and send you bastards to hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Li, who was already on top, rushed out again. At this moment, the energy of the eighth-grade martial artist completely exploded.
"Fuck! Come on! Come on, I'll do it all!"
The leader of the horse bandits roared with red eyes, but when the other horse bandits rushed towards Cao Li, he pulled the reins and rushed straight towards Jiang Wuji!
Are you treating me as a soft persimmon? Jiang Wuji couldn't help but want to laugh.
But think about it, for people like them who are on the road, it is good to have an eighth-level warrior as a guard. Who would have thought that the eighth-level warrior is the weakest among the three of them?
"Kill my brother and you will die!"
The leader of the horse bandit roared, using his feet on the horse's back, his fat body took off! The mottled steel knife in his hand came towards Jiang Wuji's head and face!
A ninth-grade martial artist... Jiang Wuji estimated the strength of the horse bandit leader, then flipped his wrist and flicked out a copper plate from the copper coin sword with his fingers.
Wrapped in Qi Yuan, the copper plate was as powerful as a bullet, and it pierced through the shoulder of the horse bandit leader with a whoosh.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wuji used the Five Ghosts' ability to move the weapon and controlled the copper plate to draw an arc in mid-air and then flew towards the back of the horse bandit leader's head.
"Qi refining?!"
At this moment, the horse bandit leader also reacted, quickly drew his knife and turned around to block the inconspicuous copper plate.
But he still underestimated the power of the copper plate. Xiaoshan's body was directly knocked away, and the steel knife in his hand also broke!
And with such skill, Cao Li had already killed more than ten horse bandits like he was chopping melons and vegetables.
This is completely a crushing game. In Jiang Wuji's eyes, these horse bandits are almost the same as experience monsters.
Not even as good as experience monsters...
But I don’t know why, although this horse bandit leader is only at the ninth level and is not as rich in blood as Cao Li, he seems to be purer than Cao Li, an eighth-level warrior...
Maybe it had something to do with Gen Gu's talent or something. Jiang Wuji didn't think about it and was about to kill the horse bandit leader, but at this moment, the other party knelt on the ground with a thud, and several of them kowtowed decisively!
"Hero, spare your life! Hero, spare your life!"
"There is a tomb in this mountain. As long as the hero lets me go, all the treasures in the tomb will be yours!"
The horse bandit leader's begging for mercy was very straightforward, and he expressed his greatest reliance on survival as quickly as possible.
The copper plate still stained with blood was hovering less than an inch away from his eyebrows. If he hesitated for a moment, the copper plate would have penetrated his heavenly spirit cap.
"Combat?" Jiang Wuji frowned, feeling a little unfamiliar with this word.
At this time, Cao Li, who also stopped, said: "The tomb in which the deceased's body is replaced by clothes and items is called a tomb. Generally speaking, the owner of the tomb was either rich or noble during his life, and the tomb will be set up to commemorate it after his death, while the real remains are
It is buried somewhere else to avoid being disturbed by future generations."
"However, most of the tombs are longevity tombs. In order to change the feng shui, the owner built a longevity tomb while he was still alive and buried the clothes and nails he wore in the tomb. But even for dignitaries or wealthy businessmen,
, and gold, silver, and jade objects are generally not buried in longevity graves.”
"How do you know this?" Jiang Wuji asked.
Cao Li scratched his head in embarrassment and replied: "My brother and I thought about fighting upside down before, but later we were afraid of encountering something unclean, so we didn't do it, hehe..."
Jiang Wuji nodded and said, "So according to you, there is nothing valuable in this tomb?"
Before Cao Li could speak, the leader of the horse bandits cried and shouted: "No, no! There are good things in the tomb, there really are!"
Jiang Wuji looked at the bandit leader expressionlessly and said nothing.
For the bandit leader, Jiang Wuji's silence brought the greatest pressure.
The leader of the horse bandits swallowed hard and said: "Well, that is the tomb of a martial artist. No, it should be a Taoist cultivator, a Taoist cultivator who made elixirs! It was only when I found an elixir in the tomb that I became a nine-year-old warrior.
It’s for Pinwufu.”
Pill? Is this why his ninth-grade blood energy is purer than Cao Li's eighth-grade blood energy?
Jiang Wuji remained silent on his face, but his thoughts were already moving in his heart.
A single elixir can make a ninth-grade martial artist. What elixir? Could it be another blood elixir?
Sensing the change in Jiang Wuji's expression, the bandit leader quickly continued: "There is a tomb-slaying beast in this grave. It is very ferocious. There must be treasures in the tomb of a tomb-slaying beast! There must be some! I'll take mine
Life is your guarantee, really!"
Jiang Wuji looked at Cao Li, who mused: "If there is a tomb-suppressing beast, there should be some treasure in the tomb, but tomb-suppressing beasts are generally very evil..."
"Yes, it's an evil sect! But the tomb-suppressing beast is definitely no match for these two heroes!"
"As long as the tomb-suppressing beast is eliminated, the treasures in the tomb will belong to the two uncles!"
The leader of the horse bandits was spitting because he knew that once the young man in the carriage lost interest in the tomb, he would have no value.
Judging from the other party's murderous methods, once you lose your value, there will definitely be only one end! Death!
Just when Jiang Wuji was hesitating whether to get down from the tomb, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
The little-footed female corpse actually made movement at this moment.
Jiang Wuji touched the red hijab in his clothes and felt a little dumbfounded.