More than four hundred soldiers from Shadow Wolf Pavilion arrived at the location pointed by the scouts. They heard various sounds of cattle and sheep from a long distance away. This made them more sure that they were in the right place, so they sneaked in.
…
Then there is a problem here...
Who is there in the baggage camp at this time?
Ever since they found out that Yan Bing and his three ladies were missing in the "Xingtian", the entire Tongshun Army's officers basically went crazy... They all thought about how to rescue and find them.
On the contrary, the old man was not anxious at all. He was enjoying himself all day long and seemed not worried at all.
According to the old man's original words: "With this ghost girl's brains, even if she is thrown into the desert, she can find a way to come back by herself, let alone this Sugihara Heze? In addition, the two masters Lingyue and Xuekui are following,
It's definitely fine, don't panic, I'll be back in two days."
But after waiting for several days, there was no trace of Yan Bing. At this time, the old man was a little panicked...
But if he said it, he wouldn't be able to slap himself in the face, so he had to secretly call Feng Chen and ask him to organize all the juniors to go out and search together in his own name. After all, they can use Qi machines and naturally search faster than ordinary people.
, be more careful.
Therefore, there are only five Feixiamen left in the supply camp at this moment...
But these five people... will be a nightmare for Koziger's life...
The story... started when this group of Shadow Wolf Pavilion soldiers killed a sentry...
Because killing people... there will be murderous intent...
Even the top professional killer will reveal a trace of murderous intent at the moment of killing, and this trace of murderous intent is enough to wake up the five "old monsters" sleeping in the supply camp...
"Shua——!!!"
Almost at the same moment, five black figures emerged from the five camps and gathered together instantly.
"Do you feel it?" the old man said in a deep voice while stroking his beard. At this time, the old man no longer had the rickety state before, his body was straight, and he looked around with a pair of eagle eyes.
"There seems to be a lot of people... Master, please wait for a moment... I'll go and come back." After Qin Ming finished speaking, he tapped the ground with his toes, and the man flew into the air, and then seven rays of light came from his tent.
Galloping out of the middle, Qin Ming stepped on seven flying swords and flew away...
"Senior Brother, you are unjust! I haven't moved my muscles for a long time!" The fourth old man, Situ Chengqian, shouted, stomped on the ground and chased after him. However, only four people flew out of his tent.
A flying sword, but these four flying swords are not so much swords as they are four iron plates with handles! Although they still have the form of swords, each one has the capacity of two adult men.
So wide!!!
The old man looked at their retreating figures, stroked his beard, turned to his second senior brother Liu Zihao with a smile on his face and said: "Second senior brother, please help me protect my great-grandson, I also have a little... hey
Hehe... I'm feeling itchy..."
After the old man finished speaking, he just wanted to go away, but Liu Zihao took a step faster, pressed his shoulders, pulled him back, and then said with a smile: "You already said that is your great-grandson.
Then of course it’s up to you to protect it yourself!”
After saying that, without waiting for the old man to reply, he flew directly to the ground, and what jumped out of his tent were seven blunt weapons, seven of different lengths, maces!
The old man shook his head helplessly. When he turned back to look for his junior sister, he found that the junior sister didn't even say hello, but had already flown out a hundred feet away, heading towards another wave of thieves. Behind her was Qigen's
A slender iron nail that doesn’t even have a handle!
Soon, bursts of wailing and roaring could be heard in the baggage camp. Countless soldiers from the Shadow Wolf Pavilion died under the six flying swords of the uncle, but he himself, like a sword fairy, stepped on them.
Standing in the air on the last flying sword.
The second uncle's flying maces of different lengths are just like their appearance, some are fast, some are slow, the fast ones are as fast as lightning, blocking the opponent's weapons and blocking the opponent's movements, while the slightly slower ones are as fast as lightning.
, then a powerful and heavy fatal blow will be struck, and anyone who touches it will die without exception!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Four huge iron plates surrounded the fourth uncle, and with loud noises, they took pictures in turn! Wherever they passed, the soldiers of Yinglang Pavilion couldn't even utter a cry, and they were photographed abruptly.
Turned into minced meat!
But the Fifth Master Shu Yu Mohan was exactly the opposite of him. Not only was her footwork as light as a bee and butterfly, dazzling, but even her seven iron nails were like embroidery needles flying through the crowd, constantly moving through the crowd.
"Threading the needle and thread", bright red blood flowers bloomed!
"You all have enough to play! What should I do!!!" The old man stamped his feet anxiously, but he had no choice but to sigh and quickly walked to Wang Wensheng's tent.
Lifting the curtain, the old man smiled. It turned out that Wen Sheng had been awakened by the movement outside, and Wen Pei was holding a sword in one hand and guarding him firmly behind him with the other hand.
"Are you awake? It's better to be awake... You can save yourself the fear when you go out tomorrow." The old man looked at Wen Sheng and Wen Pei and smiled, found a place, lifted up his robe and sat down, but his legs couldn't help it.
Vibrating up and down, it fully conveys the old man's depressed mood at the moment...
"Is there any tea? Make me a bowl! Calm down..." The old man was really annoyed and said directly.
"Oh! Yes! Wait a moment, ancestor!" Only then did Wen Pei fully react. He quickly put the sword away, put it on the ground, and ran to make tea for the old man...
After all, if the old man is here, his little master will be completely safe.
He picked up the burning copper kettle on the stove and made a bowl of hot tea for the old man. Before he handed it over, he heard that the noise outside had gradually become quieter. By the time the old man took the tea and took a sip, everything had calmed down.
.
And four figures lifted the curtain and entered.
"It's so happy! It's so happy! Hahaha!" Fourth uncle patted his belly and laughed.
"Hey? Is there tea? Please, little friend, please make me a bowl." Qin Ming smiled politely and sat next to the old man.
"Humph!" The old man snorted coldly, stood up, looked at these rosy-faced fellow apprentices, and became even more angry. He walked directly to the other side of the tent, hiding away from them.
Silent and silent.
The second uncle looked at the old man's angry back, chuckled, walked up and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Master, there is no need to be so upset. In fact, during the fight just now, several of the opponents ran away. You want to
My hands are really itchy, so go out and chase me now! You can definitely catch up!"
"Chasing now?" The old man turned back and glanced at the second uncle, then sighed and said: "Forget it, I can't afford to lose that person!"
"Look at him! He's so excited!" The second uncle pointed at the old man and laughed.
"That's all! Then let's help him find it!"
"Okay! I will control the east, you will control the west, senior brother will control the north, and second senior brother will control the south!"
"good!"
Following the word "good", the four people released their energy at the same time, instantly covering a radius of dozens of miles.
Yu Mohan, who was in charge of the west side, stood up and said with a smile: "Brothers, look to the west!!"
"Ouch!! Third Senior Brother copied a big one this time!! There are so many more!!" Fourth Senior Uncle also stood up with an excited look on his face at this time.
The old man looked at them, frowned, and said suspiciously: "You guys are working together to make me happy, right?"
As he spoke, he also released his anger and looked towards the west. Then he raised his eyebrows and showed a wicked smile...
At the same time, in the mountain col five miles away...
The Shadow Wolf Pavilion soldiers who were responsible for recovering the corpses and weapons were talking and laughing one second, bragging about their respective achievements, but the next second, they all suddenly became mute, all of them as silent as ice, and their faces were ashen!
Some people were sweating profusely, some were trembling uncontrollably, and some even knelt on the ground with a "gud-dong" sound...
"What...what's wrong with you guys???" Xianyu Kezig was still holding a Warwick rifle and praising everyone just now. However, the next second, they all turned into the ghostly look they are now, and suddenly there was an ominous feeling.
A premonition enveloped him.
And these soldiers of Shadow Wolf Pavilion seemed to have lost their souls. They wanted to speak, but could not hear what they were saying at all. Only the president leader among this group of people shivered for a long time before finally speaking.
Said a whole sentence.
"Your Majesty!!! Run!!! Quickly! Run quickly!!! East!!! Four, four realms!!! And... there is one more!! Yes! Yes!! It's the Grandmaster——!!!
"
"What——!!!???" Xianyu Kezige was instantly shocked!!!
