A powerful punch set off a wave of air that traveled several feet through the air, hitting the blood shadow flying in the distance.
The blood shadow suddenly flashed horizontally, and the fist roared past the side, hitting the rising ridge in front, causing broken tiles to splash everywhere.
"He can't escape! The speed is getting slower and slower!" The big barbarian man punched and said with a ferocious smile, the eagle totem tattooed on his forehead flashed a ray of blue light, and he kicked with force, like a big bird leaping out, and the blood shadow
The distance is getting closer again.
"Old rule, the things on his body belong to you, and the person belongs to me!" A man from the Yaksha tribe ran side by side with the barbarian man, licking his forked tongue, and his scarlet eyes shot out with a bloodthirsty glare. p>
A cloaked tiger minions chased the blood shadow from the other side, making weird "Jie Jie" smiles from time to time. His hands and feet were all tiger claws, his torso was like a human, and his face was like a black smoke shrunk in his hood.
Here, there is an endless surge.
Several horses turned into horses and jumped all the way, following closely behind. Three human men took their time and landed at the end of the group, separated by a distance from each other, and they were obviously wary.
"Bang!" The Yaksha man suddenly swept his right leg, and large pieces of roof tiles were like rolling waves, smashing towards the blood shadow. The blood shadow continued to shake, and countless rubbles quickly passed around him, and a broken tile hit the blood shadow.
Back, he staggered, revealing a pale and bleeding face. It was Cui Zhihuan of the Blood River Sect.
The three human men looked at each other, accelerated suddenly, and passed Ma Hua and Hu Min. Cui Zhihuan couldn't even dodge the rubble thrown at him. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and was almost exhausted.
The extending roof ridge in front reached the end, revealing the ancient wilderness road covered with vegetation below. Cui Zhihuan jumped off the roof and swept away. The group of people chased him farther and farther, and quickly disappeared into the vast night.
The air rippled, and a man and a woman suddenly appeared from the roof.
"Brother Tian, it seems that Cui Zhihuan is really dying." The woman's eyes were shining brightly, looking towards the direction where everyone was leaving. She was fat and short, with withered yellow hair and half of her face covered with an ugly blue birthmark.
"Not necessarily. Most of the disciples of these aristocratic families will have special skills to save their lives." The man is tall and thin, with a handsome face. His pupils are white and lifeless, like bulging eyes of a dead fish, making him look like a blind man.
"Du Qi the poisonous hand, Fang Kui the multi-armed Xiong, and Li Xiaoxiao the pink butterfly all caught up." The woman sneered, her face trembling, "Let them fight to the death first, and then we, the couple, will reap the benefits."
"Don't worry." The man sniffed around, bent down, and pressed his fingers accurately on a spot of blood on the rubble. His white eyes rolled a few times, "The blood energy in Cui Zhihuan's body is indeed declining, and even his level has dropped to the level of Qi Refining.
Return to the lowest level of God."
"Cui Zhihuan is a true disciple of the Blood River Sect. He must have a lot of good stuff, and he may even have the Blood River Sect's magic secrets!" There was a trace of excitement on the woman's face, "After this vote, we will leave the wilderness.
, go overseas to avoid the limelight."
"Blood River Sect, hehe, Blood River Sect..." the man murmured to himself, his tone sounding like crying and laughing, "Which direction are they going?"
The woman said: "Further south, it should be Wang Mazi's Yingchou Valley - terrible!"
The expressions of both of them changed. There were many horse bandits there and their martial arts were low. It was the best hunting ground for Cui Zhihuan to absorb blood essence.
"We can't let him heal, we must intercept him!" the woman shouted, grabbing the man's hand and quickly lifting it up. The man's hand was pinching the hand, the air vibrated silently, and the two figures gradually became transparent and disappeared.
"Little brother, please open these boxes."
Zhikarizhen's eyes passed over the second iron box on the left. The eight-winged golden cicada screamed loudly in the core of the soul, its wings trembled, and wisps of white-gold strange luster flashed through.
The pony bandit ran over excitedly, took out the wire with familiarity, and got into the keyhole. "Click, click, click—" the lids of the boxes popped open one after another, revealing the jewelry, antiques, gold ingots, and banknotes inside.
Tickets, secrets on jade slips... Xiaoma Bandit glanced at it covertly, and when he saw Zhi Karuzhen's gaze, his heart jumped slightly and he quickly lowered his eyelids.
"You choose first."
When he heard Zhikarizhen's calm voice, his heart couldn't help but jump again, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Should I pick first? Why?"
Zhi Kaizhen looked at the little horse bandits: "Without you, I can't get the treasures of these horse bandits. You should get a share first."
"How can that be done!" The little horse bandit hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, "Brother, you killed that horse bandit. I am already grateful. How can I get these treasures again?"
Zhikari Zhen said calmly: "I can't take away so many things by myself. If you keep them, it will be an advantage for others. Besides, there are no treasures that I can like in this shabby place."
The pony bandit's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Brother, you are so loyal! Okay, since eldest brother asked me to take it, I'm welcome!" He rummaged for a few times, grabbed a handful of gold ingots, and a few pictures
He put the banknotes and a string of pearls in his arms, raised his head and said with a smile, "Brother, I've got enough!"
Zhikarizhen smiled slightly: "Aren't you going to do a lot of work? Why do you get this?"
The little horse bandit's expression was stagnant, and he was about to defend himself when he heard Zhikarizhen chuckle and say: "When the horse bandit whipped you earlier, you used your back muscles to tremble and relieved most of the force. It shows that you are not incompetent in martial arts. Xiao Ma.
Brother, you are not very honest."
The pony bandit's heart suddenly tightened. At that time, the force release was due to the instinctive reaction of the body, and the movements were subtle and secretive, but unexpectedly they were discovered.
"Also, is this what you really want?" Zhikarima flicked his wrist, with a flash of crimson sword light, he reached into one of the iron boxes, picked it up lightly, and a hard bronze object ejected.<
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Zhikarizhen grabbed it. It was a flat bronze object with four sides, one finger long, and engraved with simple and rough patterns. On the front was a carved eagle, with its claws clasped downwards, its wings and feathers spread upward, and its roots erect. The eagle
The eyes are inlaid with two cinnabar ant beads, a specialty of Dayan, which are shining brightly. Zhikarima's fingers stroked the back and touched the concave and convex snake-shaped characters of Dayan on it.
"What kind of treasure is this?" Shikari asked with great interest, "When you touched it just now, your heart beat very fast. But you threw it away without even looking at it. Don't you think it's a bit cover-up?"<
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The little horse bandit's heart sank, and he heard Zhikarizhen say: "Little brother, you were caught by the horse bandit on purpose, so that you could sneak in and steal this thing, right? Why haven't you done it yet? Let me think about it,
Behind Yingchou Gou is Boss Bai, who refines his energy and restores his spirit. You’re worried that you won’t be able to escape. Besides, it’s best to find someone to take the blame for you, right?”
The pony bandit looked stiff, his lips moved a few times, and the muscles all over his body quietly tensed.
Zhikarizhen's eyes flashed: "Your heartbeat has accelerated again. It seems that you have been holding back, just waiting for someone to take the blame for you? In this case, this treasure must be of great importance and involves many things. You dare not reveal any clues.
."
The pony bandit was silent for a while, then suddenly grinned: "Brother, are you looking for a reason to kill me so that you can take all the treasures?" His green eyes stared at Zikari Zhen, and slowly glowed, as if silently.
The blade slides out of the sheath.
Zhikarizhen smiled faintly and threw the bronze object casually.
The pony bandit subconsciously grabbed the bronze object and was stunned for a moment: "Why?"
"I'm not interested in it, and I'm not interested in killing you either." Zhikarizhen said in an understatement. He leaned over and took out a few banknotes from the second iron box. After thinking for a while, he took away a few pieces of ancient and colorful blank jade.
Jane, finally found a white jade dice from the corner and looked at it carefully.
This dice is what the Eight-Winged Golden Cicada senses. At first glance, there is nothing strange about it. The dice is the most common quartz white jade, in the shape of an octahedron, with each side forming a triangle, and is dyed with some dark brown spots. The jade quality
It's quite rough. The die point is light blue, as if it is inlaid with jadeite fragments. Zhikari really fumbled it several times, but didn't notice anything strange.
Suddenly, the eight-winged golden cicada let out a clear cry, and an invisible soul wave connected to the white jade dice. In an instant, the dice points seemed to be slowly rotating, emitting a psychedelic light. In a trance, Zhishanzhen really
I saw dream moths flying out one after another, their green eyes flashing, surrounding me, as if they were flying to a distant and mysterious world.
An inexplicable impulse surged into Zikari's heart. He grabbed the dice and wanted to throw it.
"What do you need me to do?" the pony bandit's voice suddenly sounded. Zhikari regained his consciousness and looked at it again. The white jade dice was held between his fingers, motionless, and the emerald green moth eyes were just dots showing through.
Biguang.
The vision that just occurred seemed like a dream.
Zhikari really calmed down and put the dice into his sleeve. This thing is too weird, I will think about it slowly when I have time in the future.
"You gave it to me, what price do you want me to pay?" The little horse bandit stuffed the bronze object into his arms and stared at Shikari Makoto warily.
"I've already said it. I want to wipe out all the horse thieves, leaving no one behind." Zhikarizhen took a deep look at the little horse thieves, his broken sword flashed continuously, the lids of the box were closed one after another, and the iron lock was fastened again. p>
"Put it on me!" Pony Bandit patted his chest and readily agreed.
As for the blame for killing all the horse bandits, who else is more suitable to take the blame besides the person opposite? The two teenagers looked at each other and smiled in unison.