The two commanders of the Jing Lei Bandits, who like He Xiao are masters of the Qitian realm, were listening to their men's mission reports in a lobby.
"There is no news from the no-man's land yet, and there is no summons from Commander He. It is estimated that they may not have come out yet, but if we calculate the time, it should be almost done today..."
A commander frowned and said: "Among the Qingshan Sect's team escorting supplies, there are only three people with the highest cultivation level. Even if they encounter teams from other sects and enter the no-man's land, their strength is probably just like this. If there are
Logically speaking, team leader He Xiao will not make any mistakes."
Another leader shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate the Qingshan Sect. This is a large sect with a history of more than ten thousand years. No one knows how many tricks they can hide. It is not unreasonable for them to be able to stand. You should be careful."
It’s better”
The commander smiled and said: "These big sects are accustomed to cultivating their morals and cultivating their character. How can they be like us big bandits who live in a fighting environment all year round. If they are not careful, they may be overthrown. They are too lazy.
, that is, you can rely on your reputation..."
While the two bandit commanders were conversing, their brows suddenly knitted together. At this moment, they suddenly noticed that an extremely powerful energy seemed to have come to the top of the Jing Lei bandit camp, and then
Locked them firmly, and locked them tightly.
"Whoa, whoa?" The two big bandits stood up at the same time and said almost in unison: "Who is here?"
After this powerful Qi came down, they felt a great sense of crisis, and their bones instantly shuddered. There was even a kind of powerless fear deep in their hearts, and they did not dare to make mistakes at all.
After being surprised, the two people quickly jumped out of the lobby and saw a middle-aged figure floating above the island in the middle of the lake. This man was wearing an ordinary green shirt, with his hands behind his back, looking down flatly.
A commander-level bandit frowned and said, "Who are you? What do you want to do with your visit to my Jing Lei bandit camp?"
"Qingshan Sect, Zhao Ping"
Below, the figures of the thundering bandits emerged. They were all stunned when they heard the other party's words, especially the two commanders who immediately became nervous. One of them shouted: "The enemy is attacking, set up defenses!"
Zhao Ping watched quietly as the Thunder Bandits immediately set up a defensive formation below, without any reaction.
The leader of the thundering bandit raised his head and asked: "Sect Master Zhao, do you have any advice?"
Zhao Ping said calmly: "You Jing Lei bandits surrounded and suppressed my Qingshan Sword Guard, and robbed Qingshan to escort the supplies from Lishui City. What do you think I came to do? Of course I came here to kill people and take revenge. On weekdays, you bandits occasionally move.
We can still turn a blind eye to Qingshan's goods because we think this is the law of survival in the Cave Heaven Paradise after all. But this time you are no longer blind. Even Qingshan's sword guard and the future sect
The master of the gate dares to surround and kill you, you are going too far!"
The two bandits suddenly trembled in their hearts. They knew that Jing Lei and Haru Xue had been intercepted and killed in the no-man's land. However, they did not feel anything wrong. Just as Zhao Ping said, this is the Blessed Land.
The law of survival is what the big bandits rely on to survive. As long as there are enough benefits, what will they not dare to do?
This island in the middle of the lake is a camp run by the Jinglei bandits. It has been maintained for many years. Not only are the two of them in the Qitian realm here, but there are also hundreds of Xu Ying and out-of-body powerhouses below.
Man, even if Zhao Ping, your Qingshan sect master, is domineering, can you still come here single-handed and wipe out us all!
What's more important is that in this camp on the island in the middle of the lake, there is a retired commander of the Jinglei Bandits. The old guy who has never been too involved in worldly affairs is here to clean up. The old man has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years.
, is sprinting to enter the realm of the later stage of the avenue.
Until now, Dongtian Paradise has not given any precise description of the strength of top sect leaders like Zhao Ping and Fang Ke, because in the past hundred years or so, the world has been peaceful and there has never been a large-scale sect war.
Therefore, almost most people do not know the strength of the top sect leaders such as Qingshan, Qingyun, Taixu Palace, and Tianzhou Sect, because it is normal that they almost never take action, so naturally there is no
What a concept.
So this creates an illusion for people, that is, the strength of people like Zhao Ping is probably only around the Great Dao stage. After all, they are relatively young, and they have not made any big achievements after becoming the sect leader. Like Fang Ke
He is still quite famous. He once entered the Netherworld alone and escaped unscathed. This is a relatively shocking rumor, but Zhao Ping does not have such a dazzling resume.
A big bandit like Jing Lei may care about the entire Qingshan Sect, but he may not be too afraid of Zhao Ping.
Therefore, the two thundering bandits were somewhat confident when facing Zhao Ping.
At this time, the Thunder Bandits' defense had been completed and all defensive formations were opened. There were almost three to four hundred bandits staring at the Qingshan Sect Master with eager eyes.
Zhao Ping's hands behind his back slowly stretched out. His hands were empty because the Qingshan Sword was with Xiang Que.
Zhao Ping, the leader of the Qingshan Sect with a plain appearance and ordinary attire, without any expert demeanor, stretched out his hands gently, and then crossed them in front of him, seeming to draw a semicircle. Then he raised his hands to the sky again, and suddenly
In the meantime, his hands passed over the afterimages, and he quickly pinched out a series of sword techniques, then opened his mouth and spit out: "Sword!"
There were originally clear and dark clouds over the lake center island camp, but at this moment, patches of clouds suddenly gathered in that patch of sky, and sword rain suddenly began to fall from the clouds.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Sword rain, rain like swords.
When Zhao Ping said the sword was coming, the sword really came.
One after another, the sharp swords fell out of the air and smashed into the team of Jing Lei Bandits. The sharp swords were unstoppable and penetrated several people's bodies almost instantly. The sharp swords inserted into the people's bodies immediately followed.
Disappeared out of thin air, as if being vaporized.
This is the Qingshan Sword transformed by Zhao Ping, which is transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, because at his level, it doesn't matter if he has a sword in his hand or not, as long as he has a sword in his heart.
So now Zhao Ping actually does not need a sword, but probably few people, including the Qingshan Sect, know that he has reached a situation where he is more like having a sword than having a sword.