A carriage galloped on the spacious road paved with bluestones.
There are lush greenery and trees on both sides of the bluestone road.
Suddenly, the speeding carriage stopped suddenly, and smoke and dust rose up wantonly.
Mu Feng and Li Wenshu, who were sitting in the carriage with their eyes closed to rest, opened their eyes one after another.
"Qiu Xuanji, why did you stop?" Mu Feng asked with a frown.
The car curtain was pulled up, Qiu Xuanji smiled bitterly and said: "Master! There are two teams fighting a hundred meters ahead, completely blocking the road!"
Mu Feng walked out of the carriage and looked forward.
Sure enough, a hundred meters ahead, I saw two teams fighting together.
The two teams combined totaled nearly a hundred people.
It can be seen from the attire of both parties that one of the teams should be gangsters, while the other team is a convoy of ordinary wealthy businessmen.
Mu Feng could tell at a glance that the bandits' team was much stronger than the wealthy businessmen's team, and they completely crushed the latter.
The two teams were originally about the same number, but within a quarter of an hour, nearly half of the wealthy businessman's team was killed or injured, and they were surrounded by bandits.
"The battle is almost over! Master, we..." Qiu Xuanji couldn't help but look at Mu Feng and asked.
"Keep moving forward! If these bandits know what they are doing, they won't block our way!"
After Mu Feng finished speaking, he returned to the carriage.
Qiu Xuanji naturally did not dare to disobey Mu Feng's order. He tightened the reins and drove the carriage forward.
At this moment, the wealthy merchant's convoy suffered heavy casualties, with only a dozen elite warriors left barely resisting, but all of them were seriously injured.
In the center of more than a dozen warriors, stood a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in brocade clothes and a middle-aged man with a big belly.
"It's over! Uncle Xiao, I should have listened to you in the first place and shouldn't have sneaked out!" The young man in brocade clothes said with a pale face.
The pot-bellied middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, there is no need to blame yourself! The matter has come to this, and there is no point in talking about it!" When Qiu Xuanji drove the carriage and gradually approached, he immediately attracted the attention of many bandits.
The leader of the bandit team is a strong, bald man.
He hugged the long knife with both hands, noticed the carriage approaching in front, and a cold look burst out from the depths of his eyes.
"Who is coming? Get off your horse quickly!" the bald man shouted coldly.
"My master has spoken! If you don't want to die, then make way!" Qiu Xuanji said calmly.
After saying that, Qiu Xuanji did not stop, but rushed towards him at a faster speed.
In an instant, the originally fierce fighting fell completely silent.
Many bandits stopped and looked at Qiu Xuanji.
No one expected that this old guy was so bold that he rushed over to face so many bandits!
"Old guy, you are looking for death!"
The bald man narrowed his eyes into a straight line, looked at Qiu Xuanji coldly, and smiled angrily.
Stab!
The bald man suddenly pulled out the long knife in his hand, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised his head to slash at Qiu Xuanji.
A sword light about ten feet long, like a crescent moon, swept out and slashed straight at Qiu Xuanji.
"Lingyuan is released. This bandit leader is indeed the third level of the Life Wheel! This old man is going to be in trouble!"
The middle-aged man with a big belly changed his expression slightly after seeing the light of the sword slashed by the bald man.
Only warriors at level 3 or above of the Life Wheel can release the spiritual energy.
This time, the main reason why their team was completely defeated was because of the presence of this bald man.
The sword flashed like lightning and appeared in front of Qiu Xuanji instantly.
When everyone thought that the old man in front of them was going to be knifed together with his horse
When the light is cut into two pieces.
Suddenly, Qiu Xuanji's whole body erupted with a vast and terrifying aura, and a six-color life wheel appeared in his lower abdomen.
Qiu Xuanji waved his sleeves and a sword energy swept out, annihilating the sword light in an instant.
"Fate... a strong person with the sixth level of Fate Wheel!"
The bald man who had a chance to win was so frightened that he turned pale when he saw the momentum released by Qiu Xuanji. .??.
"You're only a third-level life wheel, but you dare to speak rudely in front of my lord! Die!"
Qiu Xuanji's eyes flashed coldly, and as soon as he uttered the word 'death', a terrifying sword energy roared out.
This sword energy was several feet huge and cut through the air, making the sound of tearing cloth.
Wherever it passed, the ground was plowed by the sword energy to create a long and huge ditch.
"Sir, please wait!"
Just as the bald man was about to beg for mercy, the sword energy roared in and struck him heavily in front of him.
In desperation, the bald man had no choice but to mobilize all his spiritual energy, hold the long knife in both hands, and hold it in front of him.
Click!
The sword energy came instantly and struck the long sword.
The bald man groaned and found in disbelief that the moment the long knife touched the sword energy, it collapsed inch by inch.
"No!"
The bald man shouted in despair, watching helplessly as the sword energy sank into his body.
Poof!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the bald man's body burst into clouds of blood mist, and he fell to the ground.
For a moment, the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Qiu Xuanji looked indifferent, his hair and beard were dry, and his clothes were windless.
The spiritual essence, condensed like substance, penetrates the body and turns into dense sword energy.
Bang bang bang!
The sword energy formed by the spirit essence burst out of the air one after another and flew straight ahead in an instant. .
I saw that the bandits blocking the middle of the road were pierced by the sword energy and killed in one blow.
"This person is too powerful! Too terrifying! Run away!"
The other bandits were so frightened that they pissed themselves and fled in all directions.
In an instant, there was no one in the middle of the crowded avenue.
Qiu Xuanji drove the carriage, leisurely passing by, and continued to move forward.
"Got...saved!"
After the bandit ran away in fear, the young man in brocade and the middle-aged man with a big belly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What is the origin of the man in the carriage? Even a master of the sixth level of the Wheel of Life is only qualified to be a groom!"
The young man in brocade looked at the carriage that was going further and further away, and said curiously.
"That groom looks familiar! I remembered, he is Qiu Xuanji, the ancestor of Donghai City! I have seen him in Donghai City before!"
The middle-aged man with a big belly suddenly realized the truth.
"It turns out to be Qiu Xuanji. He has dominated the Sicang region for decades! Many people in the capital have heard of his name!"
The young man in brocade clothes nodded, and then asked doubtfully: "Qiu Xuanji, who is so famous, when did he recognize someone as his master?"
The middle-aged man shook his head, feeling equally confused.
Qiu Xuanji's reputation in the Sicang area was too great. Many forces in the capital had tried to recruit him, but they all failed.
The middle-aged man didn't understand that such a strong and arrogant man could one day regard others as his master.
Then who is the owner of Qiu Xuanji?
"Looking at their route, they should be heading to the capital. Let's follow them!"
The young man in brocade clothes jumped on the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and rode away.
"Sir, wait for me!"
The middle-aged man with a big belly, supported by two servants, reluctantly got on the horse and led the team in a hurry.