It is true that there are bandits on this road, especially before and after Luoyangpo, but the bandits who can attack individual travelers must be small groups of bandits.
Among such bandits, the martial arts practitioners are the leaders, and most of them are ordinary people, just crooked melons and cracked jujubes.
Only those who cannot survive will become bandits, and only they will target individual travelers who have no money in their pockets.
The leader of a small group of bandits is at most a warrior with the Six Fu realm, or even a stronger ordinary person.
After all, if you have martial arts skills, you can make a living wherever you go, which is better than being a small group of bandits.
And no matter how many internal organs level warriors or ordinary people there are, they are not enough to face them.
At three o'clock in the evening, the two leaned against a big tree, searched for hay branches, and built a simple bed.
Naturally, there was no need for the two of them to go to a small road outside the sky to rest. They slept here at night.
Both of them are warriors. They can travel very quickly and have no extra luggage. If they set off tomorrow morning, they can reach Xialin Village in time.
Seemingly influenced by Huang An and Zhao Yan's calm behavior, the group of lone people judged that the two were probably warriors.
Therefore, as time passed, their simple camp gradually got closer to the two of them.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, but did not chase anyone away. They continued to discuss the errands and recruitment procedures after going to Feng'an County.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the hot weather was gradually dissipated by the refreshing mountain breeze.
Smoke rose from the mountains and forests, and there was gradually more talk and laughter.
Time passed slowly, and just as everyone was opening the packages, chatting and laughing, and preparing to soak dry food and pickles in hot water to eat, Zhao Yan's complexion changed slightly.
She turned her eyes and looked at Huang An, who noticed something strange about her. Her eyes indicated that something might have happened to him.
Senior Sister's expression is...
somebody is coming?
Huang An's eyes moved, and he looked in the distance where his senior sister's eyes were, and at the same time, he listened attentively.
Soon, he also heard movement.
It’s the sound of horse hooves, messy and disorderly!
The sound gradually became louder according to the standard he could judge, which showed that the person was coming very quickly.
There was still a faint roar, but it was too far away for Huang An to hear clearly.
But Zhao Yan, a master in the copper-skin realm, already understood the identity of the visitor.
"Bandits!"
Zhao Yan was not surprised but overjoyed. She opened her mouth and used lip language to convey the information to Huang An.
Huang An frowned slightly, listened attentively, his eyes were slightly fascinated, and he continued to look in the direction where Senior Sister Zhao was looking.
But his five senses are still not as sensitive as Senior Sister Zhao.
All he could hear was the sound of horse hooves and the faint strange cry of a man.
But based on these alone, he could not judge that the person coming was a bandit.
However, he believed in Senior Sister Zhao's judgment.
His expression became serious again. He turned his head and looked at the luggage pile on the ground. There were two long guns there!
There are many powerful weapons in the Wanjie Garbage Dump, which can be used for self-defense even if they are not enough.
With his mind at ease, Huang An, like Zhao Yan, stood up directly, stretched his neck, and continued to stare at the direction of the sound, looking into the distance.
The two of them had no intention of avoiding the possible crisis.
After about a minute or two, the distinct sound of horse hooves reached my ears.
On the road in the distance, four or five small black spots appeared.
Along with the sound of horse hooves, there was also a strange cry of howling.
The sound came in an instant from far to near. In the process, it gradually became louder and everyone heard it.
The identity of the visitor is obvious.
"Bandits!"
The shrill screams instantly echoed through the mountains and forests of Luoyangpo.
"Run, run!"
"Daddy, where is the child? The child is missing!"
The originally bustling foothills suddenly became chaotic.
A man picked up the luggage beside him, pulled up his companion, and ran into the forest behind him.
There are also men who are alone and seize their horses and run wildly.
What's more, he ignored the screams of his wife, children and father, and ran and crawled into the dense forest above.
In the face of life and death, they seemed to have turned into beasts.
There are also those who are in a hurry and drag their families with them to the direction of the sky.
Obviously, they wanted to save their lives with the help of the escort team in front.
Huang An's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the glimmer of light, a cold light flashed.
He was about to grab a spear and run over.
Suddenly, his wrist moved and was pinched.
Zhao Yan grabbed Huang An's wrist and stopped him.
Her eyes were also shining with coldness and excitement.
"Junior brother, your fists and feet are weak and you are not good at fighting. Just sit still! Let me do it!"
After finishing speaking, he stood up directly, tiptoed a little, and the spear on the ground instantly rose into the air. He picked up the spear with his bare hands like a long dragon exploring a cave, with a calm face, and looked at the bandits who were getting closer and closer.
The corner of Huang An's mouth moved, and he wanted to argue a few words, but considering the gap between himself and his senior sister, he gave up.
However, he still stood up and waited quietly.
Neither of them is passive. These small groups of bandits have no humanity and they cannot be avoided.
Rather than wasting time or even being verbally humiliated, it is better to take the initiative and send them to the West as soon as possible.
The bandits came very quickly, and they were only a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.
The ferocious smiles on their faces were clearly visible.
The bearded man in the lead, judging from his relaxed and carefree movements on horseback, must be a warrior in the Six Fu realm.
From afar, he caught sight of the maverick Zhao Yan at a glance.
Zhao Yan's appearance and temperament would not be ignored anywhere, let alone these lustful ghosts?
The man's eyes suddenly lit up, saliva gushed out from his mouth, and he roared wantonly:
"What a beautiful girl, brothers, you are so lucky today, you will come one by one later. Haha!"
"Huh, looking for death!"
A cold snort full of murderous intent rang in Huang An's ears.
There was a "swish" sound, and before Huang An could get angry, he saw a small white shadow crossing the sky.
next moment.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
The leading man instantly jumped into the air, three or four meters above the ground, and then with his head raised to the sky, he hit the ground hard.
The dust is flying, and there is no more life left.
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I'm afraid he will die immediately.
Huang An secretly lamented that the senior sister's feet were very accurate, with a cheerful smile on her face.
I didn't expect that today I would be able to experience the wonderful pleasure of being a chivalrous and righteous person.
The commotion caused by Zhao Yan's understatement was too shocking.
The scene flipped instantly, with different offensive and defensive positions. The atmosphere was still chaotic, but there was something strange in this chaos.
Weird to the point of terrifying.
No one knows exactly what happened, but they know that someone died.
The leader of the bandits is dead.
A warrior must have taken action, and the person who took action must have a high level of martial arts.
Originally, he was running for his life in a panic, but by chance he turned around and saw this scene, with a look of horror on his face, and his movements were much slower.
What's more, they just stop where they are.
They didn't understand what happened. Zhao Yan's movements were so fast and small that almost no one noticed.
Except Huang An.
He could see clearly that Senior Sister Zhao had taken action, no, had taken action.
He tiptoed a little, and a stone in front of his feet was instantly thrown out like a cannonball.
The gray shadow across the sky was clearly a gray-white stone the size of a fist.
The stone was very accurate and hit the bearded man directly on his dark forehead.
At that moment, he must have returned to his hometown.
"Humph, you're asking for death!"
After a successful attack, Zhao Yan's face was still as cold as frost.
He retracted his slender and tight right leg, turned his wrist, picked up the spear and rushed towards the remaining four bandits who looked frightened like an arrow.
The remaining four bandits saw their boss being knocked off his horse, their eyes were splitting, and they knew they had made a mistake today.
They were all a mob and had no intention of avenging their boss. They all tried to turn around and run away.
But under the huge inertia, it still rushed forward.
This means that they missed the best time to escape.
The moment the bearded man was knocked off his horse, the remaining bandits realized that something was seriously wrong.
This time, they encountered a tough situation.
When all the men saw the swiftly approaching figure, their hearts were shattered and they screamed miserably.
"Go, go, go!"
"A warrior in the copper-skin realm!"
This group of men who didn't even have the Six Fu realm immediately turned their horses and ran towards the direction they came from.
However, the road was narrow and it was impossible for them to turn their horses around in a very short time.
Even hindering each other, seriously reducing the escape speed.
In just a short moment, Zhao Yan was already in front of him.
Her running speed is much faster than ordinary horses.
He took a quick step forward, his calf muscles tightened, and he soared into the air, flying more than two meters high in an instant, like an eagle hunting for prey. The cold red-tasseled spear in his hand stretched out like a long dragon.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the man at the back suddenly froze, lowered his head and looked at his chest, and saw a spear tip flashing with blood and cold light two inches from his chest.
His eyes widened and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. The unlucky man tilted his body and fell directly from the horse.
Zhao Yan retracted his spear, and without slowing down his movements, he kicked the horse on its back and used the force to move forward at high speed again.
Huang An was extremely surprised. This was the first time he saw a bronze-skin warrior take action.
Although his opponent was only a warrior in the five internal organs realm, he could still find some clues.
"Originally, I thought that with my foundation, even if I can't compare with the warriors in the copper-skin realm, I can't compare with them. Now it seems that I am still too arrogant!"
Huang An swallowed his throat, stood up and ran in the direction where his senior sister was chasing him.
He couldn't do the senior sister's move of chasing the enemy on the back of a very fast horse even if he practiced it ten times or hundreds of times.
The strength, reaction ability, and kick speed required are simply not what he can do now.
He prides himself on having excellent eyesight, but it seems now that the senior sister's running speed is at least three times faster than him.
He still couldn't tell the precise difference between strength and reaction speed.
And with a speed that was more than three times his own, he had no ability to resist in the hands of his senior sister.
The gap is so huge that it's disappointing.
He ran towards the bearded man with long strides. Huang An hurriedly glanced at the man's face and suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, he died.
On the right forehead, there is a stone the size of a fist inlaid.
The hard skull, in front of Ju Li, is no different from a piece of tofu.
Most of the stone was embedded in it, and turbid blood and yellow and white brain water seeped out from the middle of the gap, staining the exposed parts of the stone.
The man's chest was still rising and falling, his breath was weak, his eyes were dim, and his pupils were as dull as a layer of gauze.
Apparently, he was dying.
There is a prayer in the eyes, which is the instinctive will to survive before the death of life.
It seems that there is no difference between humans and animals. Regardless of whether they were good or evil during life, they all have the instinct to survive when facing death.
What a pity, what a pity.
Huang An smiled coldly, raised his right foot, and stepped hard on the stone on the bearded forehead.
The crisp sound of "click" is particularly permeable.
Huang An was kind-hearted after all and gave him a happy ending.