The bloody light bloomed in front of everyone's eyes, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold winter day. The two bandits next to them looked frightened, and for a moment they forgot to fight back. However, with their rudimentary skills, even if they fought back, they would just hit the stone with an egg.
Mo Yunzi withdrew his sword, and his eyes moved to the left and then to the right. In his eyes, the whole world turned into a bunch of lines and numbers. The lines represented the trajectory of the sword, and the numbers represented the trajectory of the sword.
The required strength, after extensive and rapid calculations, everything was accurate to the last minute.
Precise and deadly!
He used the next sword along the calculated trajectory, and the sword light drew an arc of light in the cold wind, easily taking away the other two stained lives.
Because the swords were drawn too fast, although the three bandits were fatally wounded, they did not die on the spot. They had to struggle for a short time before dying. They covered their wounds, screamed, and cursed. Drops of water fell from the wounds.
The blood dyed the white snow red, like a cruel painter painting.
The world of mathematics doesn't like redundant formulas, and the same goes for Zu Xun's sword technique. Once the enemy's life is taken away by the sword, there is no need to waste energy on the enemy.
Mo Yunzi jumped up with his sword and ran towards the archer closest to him. A line of death was drawn in his eyes. This line connected all the bandits on the mountain together, and no one was left out. If there is still one,
If other hidden bandits show up, this line will be extended without mercy.
The archer did not run away, perhaps out of bravery, or perhaps because his legs were weak from fear. He put an arrow on the bowstring made of beef tendon, and aimed his eyes along the tip of the arrow that shone with cold light.
The figure flying through the air was so fast that it made aiming very difficult.
In a trance, he felt that the tip of the arrow and the figure were connected in a straight line. He released his fingers that were a little stiff due to the cold wind, and the arrow came out in response.
Probably due to a lot of luck, the arrow was aimed extremely accurately and hit Mo Yunzi's chest along a straight trajectory.
Mo Yunzi did not dodge or dodge, and stabbed the sword in the direction of the arrow. A layer of internal energy swelled on the tough sword, and the internal energy finally left the sword and turned into a white light.
The internal force collided with the arrow in mid-air, causing a spark. With the sharpness and power over it, it tore the arrow into two halves. The broken arrow bounced to both sides, while the internal force continued to move forward.
It didn't stop until it hit the archer's head.
Another bandit died.
Seeing that the momentum was not going well, the other bandits started shouting, but in Mo Yunzi's opinion, their pace was no different than a snail.
Mo Yunzi continued to pursue, and easily caught up with the fleeing bandits. He raised his sword and lowered it, one sword at a time. It seemed easier than chopping vegetables and melons. He ran on the mountainside for a few minutes and killed nine bandits.
They were all dead, and only one was left alive for questioning. The remaining lucky man was already frightened and told everything.
In fact, there is nothing to say. This group of people is just a mob. They got together for various reasons and stayed here to rob. They rarely robbed anyone. When they did, they sat on the ground and divided the loot. The boss mostly shared a little, and the bandits
Score less.
Mo Yunzi asked about the bandit forces here and who was the most powerful bandit. The man answered one by one without daring to hide anything. He mentioned Wang Sheng, the leader here, and talked about things related to Wang Sheng. He deserved it.
When he found out that Wang Sheng actually had the strength of the fifth level, Mo Yunzi's expression fluctuated obviously, but he soon calmed down.
"I'll spare your life for the time being. You run an errand for me and send a message to the mountain kings along the way. Let them come to me for trouble, and I will accompany you anytime and anywhere. Also, remember to tell them that I have reached the sixth heaven.
, before letting them take action, weigh yourself first." Mo Yunzi looked down at the kneeling bandits and said coldly.
"Okay, I will definitely bring you the message." The bandit turned pale with fright and nodded repeatedly.
"It's none of your business, go away." Mo Yunzi waved his hand.
The bandits rolled and crawled away as if they had been granted amnesty.
Zhao Zheng stayed at the foot of the mountain, seeing everything clearly, and had a deeper understanding of Mo Yunzi's strength. Mo Yunzi's strength should be at the fifth level, not as terrifying as the sixth level. Just now
Those words were just to deceive the bandits. Mo Yunzi probably had an ulterior motive for lying.
Mo Yunzi walked down the mountain, looking very leisurely without the thunderous thunder when he killed people before.
"Brother, you have reached the sixth heaven realm at such a young age. You are really amazing." Zhao Zheng had an awe-inspiring expression on his face when he spoke, trying to convey a hint.
"Did you hear everything I said to the bandits on the hillside?" Mo Yunzi asked with raised eyebrows.
"I heard that, I didn't expect there to be so many bandits on this road. If I had known this, I wouldn't have risked taking this road. But fortunately, we have only been gone for two days, and it is still too late to turn back now." Zhao Zheng tentatively said.
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"If you want to get back to me, I will not go back. If I say anything, I will throw water away. Since I have issued a challenge to the local bandits, it is impossible to escape again."
When Zhao Zheng heard what Mo Yunzi said, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Mo Yunzi really turned around and left here, all his previous efforts would have been wasted. He praised with a smile: "Brother, you are not afraid of bandits, you are so brave. It's really impressive."
I admire you. With you here, there is no need for me to turn back."
"Maybe you heard it just now. The bandit said that there is a mountain king here who is a fifth-level heavenly warrior. He is extremely powerful. Even I can't guarantee that he will win."
"Brother is a sixth-level heavenly martial artist. He is a whole level higher than me. Why should you be afraid of him?"
"I have not reached the sixth heaven. I just said that on purpose. Firstly, by saying this, I can scare those ungrateful bandits, and secondly, it can interfere with Wang Sheng's judgment. Among the bandits in the Soul-Desolating Path, there is only one Wang Sheng.
People pose a threat to me, and other people are not afraid at all. He has the strength of the fifth level. If I go head-to-head with him, I am not completely sure, so I have to use some tricks."
"What kind of method is this? Is it... knocking the mountain to shake the tiger?"
"Somewhat like this, but I guess Wang Sheng will not believe that I am a sixth-level heavenly martial artist. He will just be confused and start to make random guesses about my true strength. He may overestimate me or underestimate me, but no matter it is
Whether he overestimates or underestimates, it will have an impact on him. If he really has the guts to come to trouble me, this impact is enough to kill him." Mo Yunzi glanced at Zhao Zheng, who seemed to understand, "Your strength
If you are too low-level and can’t understand these things, even if I tell you, I’m just talking nonsense.”
"Haha, you're right, I really didn't understand." Zhao Zheng pretended to be stupid. In fact, he already understood Mo Yunzi's intention. This lie will indeed have an impact on Wang Sheng, although the impact is very small, but
But it's like a sharp thorn piercing into the flesh, with a real effect.
If Wang Sheng believed that Mo Yunzi was a sixth-level heavenly warrior, he would definitely be afraid and would not dare to cause trouble to Mo Yunzi. If Wang Sheng underestimated Mo Yunzi's strength, he would definitely suffer a big loss in the fight.
.Even if Wang Sheng guessed that Mo Yunzi was a fifth-level heavenly warrior, he would still feel tremendous pressure and be affected.
Mo Yunzi lied that he was a sixth-level heavenly warrior, just to get this effect.
Of course, Mo Yunzi is not Zhuge Liang, so he cannot be sure that the bandits who were let go will definitely bring the news to Wang Sheng. This is just a matter of chatting about personnel matters.
Zhao Zheng felt that things were more changeable than expected and full of uncertainty. He was a little worried that things were out of control, but he was also inexplicably excited, as if he was expecting something. With such a subtle mood, he followed
Mo Yunzi's two carriages were on the road again.
Several corpses of bandits were abandoned in the wild on the hillside, and their body temperatures dropped to the extreme due to the cold wind.
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The Broken Soul Road was built along the mountains, with rolling mountains on both sides. In this cold winter, the mountains lost their green covering, revealing rugged dark mountains, which looked like the earth stretched out.
There are many sharp teeth in these mountains. Among these mountains, there are many natural caves, the largest and most complex of which is occupied by the great golden sword Wang Sheng.
At this time, Wang Sheng was sitting in the stone hall dug in the hinterland of the cave, holding a greasy chicken leg in one hand and hugging Mrs. Yazhai who had been snatched for many years with the other, watching with interest two of his men wrestling shirtless.
There were many bandits surrounding him. These people were eating, drinking, and watching the excitement in the field, as if they had forgotten all the disturbances in the outside world.
The level of the two wrestlers was actually not that great. It was more like fighting than wrestling.
In Wang Sheng's eyes, this level of fighting is very childish, but he still enjoys watching it because these two people are performing for him, fighting for him, everything is for him. He enjoys this feeling of being like a local emperor,
In this small world, he is the supreme existence, which is wonderful.
There is wine, meat, women, and fun, what more can a husband ask for?
At least Wang Sheng has nothing to pursue. He has been very happy during the years he was the king of the mountain, otherwise he would not occupy this place and refuse to leave.
The battle between the two wrestlers came to a further end. One of the wrestlers with small eyes used a move to pinch the back of his neck, grabbing the other wrestler with curly hair and throwing him heavily to the ground.
Fortunately, there was a blanket made of animal skins spread on the ground, which reduced the impact of the fall.
The small-eyed wrestler deliberately violated the rules, chased after his opponent after he fell to the ground, and secretly kicked his opponent in the head. The curly-haired wrestler was hit in the head and suffered severe pain, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't get up for a while.
"We've only fought a few times, why did we lose so quickly? Stand up quickly, don't act like a bitch." Wang Sheng hadn't finished watching, so he grabbed the wine glass on the table and spilled the wine on it.
Curly face.
The surrounding bandits were cheering each other, urging Curly to stand up and continue wrestling. The small-eyed wrestler was very proud of his small victory and yelled at his opponent who fell to the ground. Curly was unwilling to give in and shook his dizzy head.
, trying to get up and fight again.
At this moment, a subordinate who was responsible for guarding the cave door led another bandit in from outside.
This bandit was none other than the survivor of the group of bandits who robbed Mo Yunzi. After he saved his life, he rushed here directly, intending to report Mo Yunzi's situation. He did this because he wanted to
Wang Sheng should take care of Mo Yunzi. Secondly, because he has some friendship with Wang Sheng, if something like this happens, he must be notified.
"We have guests, please stop and continue fighting later." Wang Sheng raised his hand and ordered, and the two wrestlers stopped fighting and distanced themselves. Wang Sheng looked at the bandits who came in and asked, "Li Dahu,
What wind brought you here?"
"Brother Wang Sheng, no, something big has happened! A tough guy came up on the Soul-Destroying Road. He claimed that his name was Mo Yunzi. Our group was no match for him. He killed all of us except me.
Survived." The bandit named Li Dahu knelt on the ground with a thud, "Brother Wang Sheng, you must avenge my dead brothers!"
Li Dahu and his group of bandits are considered a relatively strong force on the Soul-Destroying Path. They were all wiped out, proving that the man named Mo Yunzi must be very strong. Hearing this news, the surrounding bandits were moved and lowered their voices below.
Sound discussion.
"Mo Yunzi?" Wang Sheng frowned and shook his head, "I've never heard of such a person. Where did he come from?"
"I'm not sure. He just gave his name and didn't say much. In addition, he also claimed to be a sixth-level heavenly martial artist. I don't know if it's true or not," Li Dahu replied.
"Have you not fought with him before? How could you not know his depth?"
"We are all laymen. In our eyes, warriors from the fourth, fifth and sixth heavens are all the same. How can we tell them apart?"
"Can he force his inner energy out of his body when he strikes?"
"It seems possible. I see a white light on his sword."
"Can he fly around in the sky?"
"He has very high Qing Gong, but not enough to fly."
"How old is he?"
"Not too old, only in his early twenties."
"According to what you said, he probably hasn't reached the sixth heaven yet, he's just trying to scare people." Wang Sheng opened his mouth, pulled off a piece of chicken leg meat, and chewed it up, "But his strength isn't too bad.
, he is at least a fourth-level heavenly martial artist, and may be even more powerful, so we cannot underestimate him. How many troops he brought with him, and what he said, please tell me in detail."
Li Dahu responded, recalling the nightmare experience that happened two days ago, and recounted it in detail.
After Wang Sheng heard this, he fell into silence and considered whether to take action. He knew Li Dahu and others, but he was not willing to come forward for such a casual friendship. The reason why he became interested in this was out of profit considerations.
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There are two types of people with the biggest pockets in the world, one is a court official, and the other is a warrior. These two people gain the most from robbing.
In the past two years, fewer and fewer people have passed through the soul-breaking path. They can't make ends meet with the money they get from robbery. Wang Sheng's money bag has long since hit the bottom. It's a time when he is short of money. In his opinion, his name is Mo Yunzi.
The man will be a fat sheep, but this fat sheep has two sharp horns and is not easy to deal with.
Mo Yunzi is at least a fourth-level heavenly martial artist. If that's all, it's not difficult to deal with him. He can cut him with one knife. But if Mo Yunzi is a fifth-level heavenly warrior, or even more powerful, it will be difficult to deal with him. He can't do it.
It's good to risk your life.
Wang Sheng thought over and over again and decided to adopt a compromise strategy, first sending some of his subordinates to find out the details of Mo Yunzi, and then make specific decisions based on Mo Yunzi's strength.
"Come here, go get my big golden sword!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
