The giant camel cart was fast, stable and comfortable. It quickly left the Luo family's territory and drove on the wide official road, speeding forward.
Late at night, the giant camel cart also stopped. The giant camel beasts needed to rest, and people also needed to rest. The warrior guards on the cart cart were on guard in three groups to ensure that there would be no accidents.
Chen Zong, like other guests, got off the giant camel car one after another. Although it was very comfortable to sit in the car, it would feel stuffy after a long time, so he had to come out to get some fresh air.
The night is as cool as water, and if you take a sip, the coolness will penetrate your heart, and your energy will be invigorated.
Everyone is a warrior, and they are all in the Jinjing realm. As long as they don't take action, it doesn't matter even if they don't sleep for a day or two. What's more, everyone is sitting in the giant camel car, and the comfortable seats keep them in a semi-resting state.
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A bonfire was raised, and everyone sat around the bonfire and talked in twos and threes.
Mu Tieyun did not participate. He was arrogant enough. After all, he was not old, but his cultivation level was not low. He also planned to take the Linshan Academy test, and no matter what, he would be better than the other warriors present.
It's inevitable to feel a little flattered when being praised by others. He has a high profile, but he is rather unhappy with Chen Zong. His attitude is lukewarm and he doesn't compliment himself as much as others.
Chen Zong sat by the campfire and didn't deliberately look for anyone to talk to. He just listened and would respond if someone took the initiative to talk.
Late at night, everyone had talked about everything they could and had enough air, so they all returned to the carriage to close their eyes and rest their minds.
It was a peaceful night, until the first ray of sunlight shone from the eastern sky, symbolizing the arrival of a new day.
After resting for the night, the giant camel beast ate a lot of vegetation again. It was full of energy and strength and moved forward again.
The sun was shining brightly, but the giant camel beast that was moving forward stopped. There was a row of people standing in front of them. They looked fierce, and there were more than a dozen of them.
"Want money or life, it's your choice." The big man in the lead opened his chest, a bunch of thick black chest hair was shocking, and he said in a vicious voice with a black copper rod as thick as an arm on his shoulder.
"We are from Jumen Automobile Dealers." The coachman responded calmly.
"Jumen Car Shop!" A dozen or so ferocious robbers groaned at first, and then their expressions changed.
"Turns out it's someone from Jumen Automobile Dealership. I didn't see clearly. Sorry, sorry, we're leaving now." The fierceness on the leader's face turned into humility. After handing over the car, he hurried away with a group of younger men.
Everyone sitting in the car not only heard the conversation clearly, but also saw it clearly through the small windows of the car. They all laughed and looked relaxed.
"I thought two Lingbei were too expensive before, but now I think it's worth it," one person said with a smile.
"Indeed, if we were to go on our own and encounter these bandits, we would be injured even if we didn't die, or else we would lose all our wealth. Now it's really worth paying two soul shells, safe escort, and fine wine and food."
If you encounter bandits on your way, you won't have such a relaxed attitude, and you can still talk about it.
"They are just a group of bandits." Mu Tieyun smiled proudly: "I hope they realize it early, otherwise I will let them know how powerful my iron palms are."
"That's right, Mu Xiaoyou is the one who wants to examine Linshan Courtyard."
"I really want to see Mu Xiaoyou's iron palm."
Everyone complimented him one after another. They all had some discernment and could tell from hearing Mu Tieyun's hands that Mu Tieyun was proficient in palm skills.
The compliments from everyone made Mu Tieyun smile on his face. Then he glanced at Chen Zong and felt a little unhappy because Chen Zong didn't express anything.
"I said Chen Zong, how old are you?" Mu Tieyun asked again.
"It should be nineteen." Chen Zongdao calculated that it was less than twenty, but it was getting closer.
"Nineteen, one year older than me, what kind of cultivation level is that?" Mu Tieyun asked again.
Chen Zong did not answer, but he exuded a hint of inner energy.
"Early stage of the eighth level of Jinjin Realm!" Mu Tieyun was surprised, and everyone else was also surprised.
At the age of nineteen, he reached the early stage of the eighth level of training. This is considered a genius among casual cultivators. Of course, it cannot be compared with the geniuses of those big forces.
"It turns out that Chen Xiaoyou is also a genius."
"I made a mistake."
One by one, they began to compliment Chen Zong.
The powerful disciples have their own criteria for judging the powerful disciples, and the casual cultivators also have their own set of criteria for judging the casual cultivators.
Facing the compliments from everyone, Chen Zong just smiled slightly, neither arrogant nor arrogant. In fact, in Chen Zong's view, this was nothing at all. Chen Zong's definition of himself has never been to compare with casual cultivators.
Competitors are the geniuses of those big forces. Only they can bring pressure to themselves, enough pressure.
Only when people have pressure and goals can they move forward better.
This is true for ordinary people, and even more true for warriors.
Mentality determines altitude!
Mu Tieyun was unhappy.
"At the early stage of the eighth level of the training realm, he is indeed higher than me, but within a month, I will be able to break through to the early stage of the eighth level of the training realm." Mu Tieyun said, somewhat competitively: "At that time, I was still
Eighteen years old."
Everyone also saw Mu Tieyun's thoughts, provoking Chen Zong, and no one said anything. No matter it was Mu Tieyun or Chen Zong, they chose not to offend.
Chen Zong didn't respond. Mu Tieyun frowned and felt bored. He stopped talking and the whole carriage became quiet.
The sun sets in the west, and the remaining red clouds reflect the sky, like blood-red clouds and like gauze.
The giant camel cart just entered a small forest.
There was no sound of birds, only the rhythmic sound of the giant camel's limbs falling to the ground and the rolling wheels.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was a bit dull, and the guards at the huge car dealership outside the carriage said nothing and were always on alert.
Suddenly, Chen Zong's slightly closed eyes opened, and a sharp ray of light burst out, piercing the sky like a sword unsheathed.
Mu Tieyun, who was sitting next to Chen Zong, felt only a hint of coldness and sharpness, like an invisible sword cutting across his skin, which made his hair stand on end.
This feeling was so fleeting that Mu Tieyun thought it was an illusion and didn't even have time to tell where it came from.
Outside the carriage, a strong and sharp sound of breaking wind streaked across the sky, shooting from the left. Before it could reach the car, the astonishing high-pitched sound was already making people's scalp numb. The guards of the giant car dealership stood up one after another.
, the swords were unsheathed and surging with strength, and they were all ready in formation.
In the darkness, accompanied by a sharp and powerful sound that penetrated the brain, a streak of blood shot through the air like light, fast and fierce, like a red lightning coming with the will of death.
In the blink of an eye, bloody lightning shot towards one of the guards.
"Kill!" The guard exhaled, raised the sword in his hand, and his internal energy surged. The white light was like a blazing fire, and he slashed out fiercely. The white sword light tore through the darkness in the forest, and slashed hard towards the bloody lightning.
The world in front of him turned into black and white, and the astonishing energy struck in all directions. Each shot was extremely terrifying, and part of it shot onto the giant camel cart, tearing open holes and criss-crossing them.
The guard flew up and down, retreating continuously. His hands holding the knife were trembling and his face turned pale. Under the giant camel, a blood-red spear was stuck on the ground, and its tail trembled slightly.
"We are from Jumen Car Company." The coachman spoke again, his voice like a bell ringing, spreading around.
"Everyone is going to die." The gloomy voice seemed to be coming from all directions. Immediately, the sound of breaking wind came, and three figures appeared, one from the left running against the ground like a cheetah, as fast as the wind, and the other vertically.
It leaps between the trees, as nimble as an ape, and falls directly from the sky, like an eagle pounces on food.
The three figures formed a triangular encirclement, directly surrounding the giant camel car in the middle.
The person who rushed towards me like a cheetah was a lean middle-aged man wearing black armor, with a ferocious face and cold eyes. Each hand held a short knife that was curved like a waning moon. The blade was covered with fine serrations and glowed with a faint blue luster.
The ape-like figure on the right is a short middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, iron claws on his hands, a scarlet luster on the tips of his claws, and a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.
A man who swoops down from the air like a goshawk. His arms are very long and he wears very strange clothes. His armpits are decorated like wings, making it easier to glide in mid-air. This man has sharp eyes and looks at people.
It was like staring at prey, which made people feel chilly. He carried two bloody spears behind him. It was obvious that he had projected the spears just now.
The three of them were filled with astonishing evil aura, and the fluctuations in their aura made people aware of their cultivation level.
Nine levels of training strength!
Still at the peak of the ninth level of training strength!
The nine guards at Jumen Automobile Dealer all looked ugly.
Jumen Car Dealer makes hundreds of trips between Luojia Town and Linshan City. Although some bandits will block the way, most of the bandits will give face to the sign of Jumen Car Dealer, even if they don't give face.
, the guards accompanying the vehicle are also strong enough to solve the problem.
After all, people who become bandits are often casual cultivators, and they are often casual cultivators who have a relatively unsatisfactory life. Even some warriors who are evil in nature and strong in strength may not be able to defeat the car dealers of Jumen.
Guard.
After being escorted down in the car many times, the guards can also distinguish what kind of people are blocking the road. Some can be scared away without taking action, some can be repelled only by taking action, but some must fight to the death.
Now, the three people in front of me are not good friends, they belong to the latter group.
Moreover, the cultivation of the three of them is as high as the peak of the ninth rank of the Jinjin Realm. Their strength is extraordinary and they have more guards. However, there are only three of them at the ninth rank of the Jinjin Realm. The one with the highest cultivation level is only in the late stage of the ninth rank of the Jinjin Realm.
"If you, three of you, are seeking money, please report it to the mountain gate. Afterwards, our giant car dealer will give you a generous gift." The coachman, who was obviously the head of the guard, said solemnly with clasped fists.
Generally speaking, when people block roads, most of them are asking for money, and a few are for grudges.
If the person seeking wealth is weak, he will naturally be repelled. If the person is strong and his life or death is uncertain if he strikes like this, he should try his best to make the person retreat first, and then offer him a gift of wealth afterwards. This is an invisible rule.
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If it's a grudge, we should look at the grudge before talking about it.
"We don't seek wealth." The man on the left said with a strange smile.
"There is no grudge." The man on the right also said with a sinister smile.
"We only ask for our lives." The man in the middle said with a sinister expression on his face.
When the escorts on board heard this, their expressions darkened and their brows furrowed.
Begging for life!
That means killing someone.
"Is there no room for maneuver?" The coachman's voice was low. He had no choice but to take action. He never thought that he would be unlucky enough to meet such a lunatic who was not motivated by wealth or grudges, but simply wanted to kill people.