Chen Xinzhu stood on the roadside and slowly opened his eyes, looking at Wang Yidao and others who were walking not far away.
"Brother Chen, you came quite early." Wang Yidao greeted him with a big smile from a long way away.
"I just arrived not long ago." Chen Xinzhu replied calmly.
"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's set off." Wang Yidao waved his hand and walked out of the town first.
Looks like there's a lot of momentum.
The others looked at each other, with a smile on their faces, and quickly followed.
In fact, Wang Yidao's three companions were not very happy for Chen Xinzhu to join them.
Because all four of them are third-rate masters above the tenth level of the inner energy realm, and Chen Xinzhu looks too young.
No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a strong man.
At that time, it would probably drag down the entire team, so even though they had a good impression of Chen Xinzhu, they still did not agree to Chen Xinzhu's joining.
However, Wang Yidao seems to be very confident in Chen Xinzhu's strength.
Similarly, Chen Xinzhu also knows that if he wants to join Wang Yidao's team, he must perform well.
After careful consideration in his heart, Chen Xinzhu still showed his hand in a small way, which was only at the third-rate level.
However, this is enough.
Although the other three people were surprised that Chen Xinzhu had such strength at such a young age, they readily accepted Chen Xinzhu's joining this time.
After all, the team formed by Wang Yidao was just a temporary team, and the four of them didn't have much friendship before. They just wanted to go to the Grandmaster battlefield as a team.
So as long as Chen Xinzhu is strong enough and as long as he won't drag down the rest of the team, then it doesn't matter if he has one more person.
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A quarter of an hour later, Chen Xinzhu and the others arrived at the edge of the mountain forest.
Wang Yidao glanced at the mountain forest, and his face became a little more solemn.
Looking back at Chen Xinzhu and the others, Wang Yidao said in a serious tone: "We are going into the mountains next, everyone, please be careful."
Chen Xinzhu and others nodded to express their understanding.
Seeing this, Wang Yidao waved his hand again and walked into the forest first.
Chen Xinzhu and others quickly followed.
Soon, Chen Xinzhu and his party of five stepped into the forest.
Everyone, including Chen Xinzhu, was a little cautious and extremely wary of the surrounding mountains and forests.
However, Chen Xinzhu was wary of the innate masters of the Nether Sect, while Wang Yidao and others were wary of the mysterious people lurking in the mountains and forests.
After a group of five people walked slowly through the forest for half an hour, Chen Xinzhu suddenly frowned.
His powerful soul perception once again made a contribution, detecting a slight movement hundreds of meters away in advance.
Someone is coming?
It seems there are quite a few people?
Is he a disciple of the Nether Sect? Or an ordinary gangster?
After taking a look at Wang Yidao and others, Chen Xinzhu decided to give them a heads up to prevent them from accidentally suffering a big loss.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu suddenly reached out and pointed in the direction of those people, and said to Wang Yidao and others beside him.
"Everyone, be careful, there are people coming over there, and there are quite a lot of them."
Hearing this, Wang Yidao and others, who were already nervous, quickly turned their heads to look.
However, they looked carefully and saw no one.
"Brother Chen, did you really see the figure?" One of the old men holding a sword asked Chen Xinzhu with some doubts.
In his opinion, the strength of the four of them is no worse than Chen Xinzhu, and is even a bit stronger.
It makes no sense that Chen Xinzhu could see the figure, but they couldn't see it at all.
Did Chen Xinzhu get it wrong???
The old man holding the sword was deeply suspicious.
but.
After hearing his words, Chen Xinzhu nodded heavily and spoke again.
"My eyesight has been relatively good since I was a child, and I can see very far away. I'm pretty sure I did see a figure just now, and there was more than one."
Hearing Chen Xinzhu's affirmative words, Wang Yidao and others all increased their vigilance.
He stared in that direction with his eyes tightly, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
When the people in the forest saw how vigilant they were, they knew they had lost the opportunity to make a surprise attack.
Then you have to do it forcefully.
More than thirty strong men armed with various weapons rushed out with a roar, and soon surrounded the five Chen Xinzhu people.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yidao and others tensed up, their hearts beating fast.
There are too many people in this group, right? And they don’t seem to be weak in strength.
Just then.
A middle-aged man in gray robe next to Wang Yidao recognized the origin of this group of people and couldn't help but exclaimed loudly: "Purple Turban Bandits! They are Purple Turban Bandits!"
"Purple Turban Thief?" Wang Yidao was a little confused, and he seemed to have some impression of this name.
"They are the largest green forest bandits in the Purple Scarf Mountains. Although I don't know why they are here, the most important thing is that their leader is said to be a second-rate master in the acquired realm."
The middle-aged man in gray robe explained in an extremely bitter tone.
"Second-rate master?!" The last member of the team, a middle-aged woman in her forties, couldn't help but exclaimed.
In fact, not only her, but also several others except Chen Xinzhu were shocked by the news.
In their opinion, although they are all third-rate masters, they definitely have no chance of winning against a second-rate master who is in the acquired realm.
Not to mention that there are more than thirty people on the opposite side, and the others don't look weak either.
I'm afraid there are quite a few third-rate masters.
Thinking of this, Wang Yidao and others felt extremely bitter in their hearts, and even felt a hint of despair.
This time, it's bad.
but.
Looking at this group of strong men all wearing purple headscarves, Chen Xinzhu felt a little confused in his heart.
"These people don't look like people from the devil's path at all, let alone demons from the Netherworld Sect. Are they really just ordinary gangsters?? They seem to fit the name of the Purple Turban Thief."
Are they the ones lurking around the Grandmaster battlefield?
Or is there someone else??
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu also had a headache. There were too many possibilities.
It seems that for the sake of own safety, the true identity cannot be revealed for the time being.
However, Wang Yidao and others cannot let go.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu clenched the ten-level sword in his hand and quickly scanned the group of purple scarf thieves around him.
With his vision and cultivation, he can naturally see the strength of this group of purple turban thieves.
Except for the leading middle-aged man, who is a second-rate master of the acquired realm, there are eight third-rate masters.
As for the remaining twenty or so people, none of them were of the first-rate level. Their cultivation level was only at the seventh or eighth level of the Inner Qi Realm. They could deal with ordinary people, but they were unable to deal with Wang Yidao and others who were at the third-rate level.
At best, they can be regarded as high-level cannon fodder. Although they cannot be completely ignored, they are not a big threat.
What can really pose a threat to Wang Yidao and others...