Feng Xihan brought four people from the ninth level of Qi refining and two masters from the Chivalrous Alliance who were in the early stages of elixir condensation.
Although there are only six people, all of them are outstanding masters. In addition to the four swordsmen at the ninth level of Qi refining, the two strong men in the early stage of condensation are even more famous.
Li Kezhou knew without asking that to invite these six people to help out, the amount of spirit stones Feng Xihan paid was definitely not a small amount. He had already made up his mind that when the matter was completed, he would return the spirit stones to the other party no matter what.
Eight people and eight horses left the ancient city of Huangsha.
"Wait a minute!"
Feng Xihan was walking in front and suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone.
At this time, she was already dressed up in a costume suitable for walking in the yellow sand, and she also had a scarf wrapped around her face.
"Is there anyone else?" Li Kezhou asked doubtfully.
Feng Xihan nodded slightly: "The Xiakui I told you before also promised to come and help me. Let's wait for him here!"
Li Kezhou's eyes brightened slightly and he nodded secretly.
Xia Kui, a title of the Chivalry Alliance. To have this title, strength and fame are indispensable. As far as Li Kezhou knows, as long as he can bear the title of Xia Kui, his cultivation level usually has the cultivation level of Dan Condensation.
And as long as someone has the title of "Xia Kui", there is almost no need to question his character, because if there is any stain on this person, there is no way he will be awarded the title of "Xia Kui" by the Chivalry League.
Having the help of such a master undoubtedly adds a bit of confidence.
The sun is scorching in the sky, and the sky is filled with yellow sand.
A strong wind blew and the sky became dark.
After a full stick of incense.
Li Kezhou suddenly said: "Okay! It's almost time, let's go. This hero may have something to do, so we'll leave immediately!"
The wind felt cold under the veil, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
At the agreed time, the person she asked for did not arrive, which made her feel a little unusual. He glanced at Li Kezhou, his eyes filled with thoughts.
Under such circumstances, if the other party did not show up, it was naturally impossible for the other party to escape because of something, as Li Kezhou said. It could only be because the other party knew something.
After all, Feng Xihan can know the details of the "Gust of Wind" horse thieves group, but others may not have the means to know it. If the knight leader heard that the horse thieves group was behind the Liyue Sword Sect, out of fear of this sword sect, he might not
Will not back down from battle.
These are naturally what Li Kezhou is thinking.
The group of people stopped waiting and rode away, bathed in the yellow sand...
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Thousands of miles of yellow sand.
A strange red-eyed black horse climbed up a sand dune that was more than ten feet high and stretched for several miles.
Immediately there was someone, and the man hit the horse and walked a thousand meters before reining in the horse and stopping.
The world was completely silent, except for the howling wind and sand.
The visitor suddenly spoke: "Since you are looking for me, why are you hiding your head and showing your tail now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang and a figure rushed out from the sand.
This man's whole body was covered with only two eyes left, and what he held in his hand was not a sword, but a scimitar.
The man played with the scimitar in his hand and looked at the person coming immediately.
"Are you Li Kezhou?"
The man asked in a hoarse voice.
"I don't like to talk nonsense. Looking at you, I know you are a spy on sentry duty. You must have spread the news about my arrival!"
A flash of surprise flashed in the man's eyes.
"You have good eyesight! Yes, although I am a spy, I am also a member of the bandit group of Fengfengma. Let me ask you, have you brought the one million spiritual stones we want?"
Li Kezhou glanced at him: "Who are you? Are you qualified to talk to me? Yan Qi can't fly here, but you also want to see the spirit stone?"
A flash of anger flashed in the man's eyes: "Li Kezhou, you are indeed as crazy as the legend, but you don't even look at where this place is. In the land of Youyan, you dare to talk to me like this! You are not afraid of me
Bury you here?"
Li Kezhou was condescending, with contempt in his eyes: "Just what you just said, today, if it were in the past, you would have been dead in the wilderness! Even the corpse will not be left in the capital."
"Crazy guy! I think you are looking for death."
Just as the spy finished speaking angrily, a sudden burst of laughter came from him.
"Hahahaha! He is worthy of being the one who defeated Lu Jianming. He is worthy of being the former number one genius of the Purple Sword Sect. Even if he is defeated, he will still be arrogant!"
Following the words, a person appeared first under the sand dunes. The person came on horseback. The horse was a rare exotic wildebeest, and there was a dried human head hanging on the horse's neck.
Immediately afterwards, twelve more people came up with the same horses and the same style.
Li Kezhou ignored the twelve people behind him, and his eyes fell on the leader who spoke.
The Burst of Wind Horse Thieves are indeed arrogant. The leader of the Horse Thieves has no face covered at all and seems not to be afraid of being recognized at all. The man has a scar on the left side of his face that extends to his neck. From a distance, he looks as hideous and terrifying as a centipede crawling around.
"Yan Qifei!"
Li Kezhou called out this person's name.
When Li Kezhou was sizing up this man, the man was also sizing him up.
After a moment, the man laughed again for no apparent reason: "Lu Jianming is so famous. I thought that someone who could defeat him without relying on sword energy was such an amazing and different person. But now I see that he is nothing more than that."
Li Kezhou didn't talk nonsense with him and said coldly: "Where is my father?"
Yan Qifei raised his hand and made a move.
A horse thief behind him grabbed a sack from behind and dropped it on the ground. The sack was untied and a pale middle-aged man appeared.
The man seemed to have passed out and was lying motionless on the ground.
When Li Kezhou saw this man, his expression suddenly changed. When he saw his roughly bandaged left hand, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a violent aura arose around him.
Regarding his anger, the thief leader opposite seemed very satisfied and said unscrupulously: "Before we discuss the formal sale, you need to satisfy my curiosity..."
Li Kezhou didn't answer.
The man smiled and said: "I'm really curious about how a person who doesn't even have sword energy can defeat a master at the ninth level of Qi refining, and he's not just an ordinary master, he's a genius who is known as the number one in the sword field."
He said and waved again.
Two horse thieves, one on the left and one on the right, rode out with scimitars in hand.
Yan Qifei smiled and said: "If you want to continue talking about business today, you must first be able to survive under the swords of my two men. If you die accidentally, the spiritual stone you brought will still be mine, but I
You can send your father on the road with you out of kindness..."
He said with a cold voice and pointed forward: "You two, go! Cut off his head and bring it back to me. The head on my horse has not been replaced for a long time. With this person's reputation, his head has fallen.