The long arrow penetrated thousands of feet, pierced the bodies of thirty-one wasteland thieves, and then stuck in the sand, soaked with blood.
The big man who was leading the charge and surrounded by the shadow of the black bear was shot through the chest by an arrow, and his whole body exploded, leaving only the big sword spinning and falling to the ground.
The bandits' cavalry formation completely collapsed two hundred feet away from the caravan, and fled in all directions.
Without the leading bandit leader, they would not even be able to protect themselves, let alone charge into the caravan.
Most bandits are like this. When they are in numbers, they are powerful. If they lose their leader, they suddenly lose their fighting spirit and can only flee.
The fate that awaits the lone bandits in the wilderness will not be much better than dying in battle today.
With the power of one arrow, three hundred wasteland thieves were wiped out.
A large trading house that can span tens of thousands of miles is indeed very powerful.
Seeing the bandits fleeing in confusion, the cultivators beside the cart at the back showed smiles on their faces and breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
As for Du striking out, they were equally happy.
When walking in the wilderness, it is certainly a good thing to have strong people walking with you.
Zhao Chen didn't care about other people's eyes and only looked at Han Muye's expression quietly.
Unfortunately, Han Muye looked indifferent and could not tell any emotion at all.
This made Zhao Chen slightly regretful.
Also, how could such a scene be taken seriously by Han Muye, who was strutting around with a thunderstorm above his head?
The caravan guards went to collect the clothes, armor and weapons of the beheaded bandits, and the belongings of the Lu family brothers were also brought close.
Also delivered was the bandit leader's sword.
Zhao Chen glanced over and said with a chuckle: "It's up to you to see it. Brother Han, you can choose one."
Among these weapons and treasures, the two and a half magic weapons owned by the Lu brothers are the most valuable. The others are the big sword owned by the bandit leader, which is also somewhat valuable.
Han Muye was not polite and raised his hand to hold the big sword in his hand.
The sword is heavy and is at the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon.
"I am a sword cultivator, and I am somewhat interested in this sword." Han Muye said lightly, and the immortal energy and sword intention in the palm of his hand moved lightly, directly pouring into the sword body.
A picture appeared in his mind.
A sword in the hand of a bandit leader running rampant in the wasteland. The memory hidden in it is really interesting.
Many other sides of the fairy world that Han Muye had never known before slowly emerged.
As he rode forward, he remained silent, only carefully digesting the various messages that hidden the dark side of the fairy world.
"Brother Zhao, what kind of place is the Bitter Immortal Realm?" Han Muye turned around and suddenly spoke.
Bitter Immortal Realm?
Zhao Chen was slightly startled.
"Brother Han wants to know about the Bitter Immortal Realm?" Shaking his head, Zhao Chen said: "It is difficult for us human immortal cultivators to live in that place."
"The Bitter Immortal Realm is dominated by great demons, and only those half-demon cultivators from the Tianyao Sect can set foot there."
Compared to the wasteland where humans and demons live together, the Bitter Immortal Realm is truly a forbidden land for humans.
Among the thirty-six states in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the states occupied by the two great demons are called the Bitter Immortal Realm.
What's interesting is that although the Buxian Realm is a forbidden area for humans, there are still many people going to the Buxian Realm.
Some were sold to the Bitter Immortal Realm and became slaves of the demon clan, refining elixirs, refining weapons, and mining mineral deposits.
These people will never be free for the rest of their lives, but they can still survive.
Some are poaching and mining teams organized by various sects, plundering and robbing resources in the Buxian Realm.
There are various major sects behind these people, in order to grab resources and create obstacles for the demon clan. If they are caught, they will of course lose their lives.
However, if you can come back alive, you will not only gain experience, but also accumulate a lot of resources. It will not be difficult to stand out in the future.
As for the third type, it is what Han Muye saw from the long sword.
Many loose immortal cultivators formed an alliance, turned into bandits, and wandered around the Bitter Immortal Realm and various wastelands.
These people have no foundation or backing, and will never see the light of day.
The only thing I have is freedom.
Live with ease and die with ease.
"Many cultivators who smuggled themselves from the lower world were sent to the Bitter Immortal Realm to mine." Zhao Chen said in a low voice: "Not even one person in a hundred can return alive from the Bitter Immortal Realm."
The name of the forbidden area is no joke.
Han Muye nodded and said, "Have you ever heard of the Storm Bandits?"
Zhao Chen's expression froze and he said in a deep voice: "The three great thieves of the Bitter Immortal Realm are Jing Lei, Zidian, Gale Wind, Jing Lei Yong, Zidian Speed, and Gale Wind."
"Although the Swift Wind Pirates are not as tyrannical as Jing Lei and Zidian, they are so powerful that every business is afraid of them."
Zhao Chen frowned and looked at Han Muye: "Brother Han, are you saying that this black-riding bandit is a gale bandit?"
"The Swift Wind Pirates are in the Bitter Immortal Realm, hundreds of millions of miles away from Fuliao Wasteland, so they won't come here, right?"
Han Muye shook his head and said nothing.
Naturally, the bandits of the Swift Wind Bandits will not be here, but there are indeed some of the bandits in this group who are the Storm Bandits.
At least the big guy in the lead was born as a Storm Bandit.
The Gale Pirates were surrounded by big monsters in the Buxian Realm and split into dozens of teams. Several of them left the Buxian Realm and came under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
This matter has not spread yet, but I think it will not be hidden for too long.
Under the control of Gale Bandit, Xuanling Sword Sect may also have a headache.
Although Han Muye said nothing, Zhao Chen's expression darkened.
There are many secrets in the world. It is not difficult for Han Muye to detect some secrets after getting the big man's sword.
Since Han Muye brought up this matter, there must be a reason.
Sure enough, as the caravan moved forward, it encountered a hill at dusk on the second day.
There were corpses everywhere on the hill.
"It was a caravan that was intercepted. It looked like there were at least three hundred people in it."
The guard who came forward to investigate reported the situation, his face extremely solemn.
There were only about a hundred people in their group. Although there were strong men, they didn't know how to compare with the caravan that was intercepted.
It is impossible for a caravan of three hundred people not to have a strong person in charge.
Zhao Chen's eyes fell forward and he thought slightly.
At this time, they were only more than 50,000 miles away from Qingyun Town.
If you really want to go back with your sword, it won't take long.
Even going to Spreading Fire City is actually not too far, and it doesn’t even take a day to achieve true sword flying.
"Brother Han, why don't you first—"
Looking back at Han Muye, Zhao Chen stopped talking.
Because Han Muye had already slowly galvanized his horse and walked forward.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "There is a rule in my hometown that people should be laid to rest. After all, they are human beings. It is not good to see their corpses exposed in the wilderness."
Han Muye's voice came.
The kindness of women?
uncertain.
Zhao Chen looked back at the guard, Mr. Chu, who shook his head.
Can't see through.
Ordinarily, a powerful swordsman should not have such compassionate thoughts.
Sword cultivators are supposed to be the most steadfast cultivators, the best at killing, and the most hard-hearted.
Du Sanzhen and others had already rushed over, and together with Han Muye collected the corpses, dug a big pit to bury them, and piled up a mound of earth.
Han Muye also set up a formation on it to drive away wild beasts.
Turning around, he used his sword to chop a three-foot bluestone, and then placed it on the tomb.
"When we meet from the left and right, we are both people running for life in this world."
Han Muye sighed softly, raised his hand and the sword light shone, and a line of large characters fell on the bluestone tablet.
Runner of life.
Who isn't?
Those big characters reveal a heart-stopping sword intent.
The caravan guards and those cultivators who saw this word all looked solemn on their faces.
Just looking at these words seems to affect the mind, and it seems to make people see the sword light filling the sky.
"Good word." Mr. Chu, who was following Zhao Chen, opened his mouth and said two words.
This was the first time in a long time that he directly commented on Han Muye.
Zhao Chen nodded.
This word is Han Muye's ability to show his own strength.
He told himself that he could move forward with his own sword.
Sword cultivator, that’s it!
Moving forward, the caravan was much more careful.
The guards exploring the road ahead joined two teams and did not stop for a moment.
But for three consecutive days, no one blocked the way.
Not even monsters.
"Either we are being watched, or," Zhao Chen lowered his voice with a hint of fear in his eyes, "it's really the Gale Thieves who are here."
Swift Thief.
Jujin Trading Company does not yet have the courage to face the violent thieves.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Many of the hired immortal cultivators have given up.
If they abandon the convoy, abandon the mission, and run away with all their strength, their speed will not be slow.
Fortunately, everything is as usual.
Only when he saw the large city stretching for dozens of miles in the wasteland ahead, with flames rising and dyeing the sky, did Zhao Chen breathe a sigh of relief.
Not just him, everyone else was slightly relaxed.
This journey was really depressing.
Han Muye turned around and looked into the distance.
He was also curious as to why the other party didn't take action.
Combined with the memory in the great sword and the subsequent induction, there should be many wind thieves in this wasteland now, including strong ones.
It's just that these gale bandits didn't attack the caravan, which was unexpected.
Perhaps the caravan is not their target?
Spreading Fire City is still the same as Zhao Chen and the others are familiar with, a city made of blue and red boulders, with tall gates.
The avenue paved with blue-red bricks stretches outside the city.
Even the earth and rocks on the ground looked a bit bluish-red.
It seems that this is a characteristic of Scattered Fire City.
When they arrived at the door, they saw large carts carrying various spiritual stone mines.
"Hey, Jujin Trading Company, what good things have you brought this time?" At the gate of the city, there were already immortal cultivators with account books in their hands.
These people have been waiting and watching for a long time, and they will directly go forward when the caravan comes.
"The black gold mine is of good quality. I'll take it. One cart contains 2.3 million fairy spirit stones." A middle-aged man with a bulging belly opened the corner of the cart and his eyes lit up.
"Lao Zhu, you are exorbitant at the price, and you don't even look at who is here. This is Zhao Shaodong." A thin old man walking from behind saw Zhao Chen, his face was slightly startled, and he said with a chuckle.
Everyone in business knows Zhao Chen's name.
Zhao Chen did not sell the black gold ore on the cart at the city gate, but sent it to the smelting furnace in the city that cooperated with Jujin Trading Company.
Of the twenty carts, half were sold directly for 2.8 million fairy spirit stones each, and the rest were entrusted to be smelted into black gold ore.
After these ores are smelted and then sold elsewhere, or if they are made into magic weapons and sold, the value can be doubled.
Overall, this time Jujin Trading Company can earn at least 30 million fairy spirit stones from just this black gold mine.
Among them, the remuneration paid to the guards and immortal cultivators does not exceed one million.
This still takes into account the losses along the way, and the rewards of a few strong men accounted for the majority.
These immortal cultivators were not at a loss. They were just worried on the way, but they did not fight. Instead, they got some scraps and thousands of immortal spirit stones as rewards.
The hired convoy and cultivators were dismissed, leaving only the guards. Han Muye, Du Sanzhen and others found an inn to stay.
Zhao Chen originally invited him to the trading company's residence, but Han Muye said he wanted to take a stroll in the city.
Anyway, his cart of ore has been handed over for smelting, so he won't be able to leave for a while.
Scattered Fire City is really a city suitable for a refiner to stay, as several earth fire veins converge in it.
Unfortunately, these earth fires are not of high quality and are somewhat violent. They can only be used to smelt ore. If you want to refine weapons, they are not suitable.
"Brother Han, there is a caravan in the city from outside the wasteland. It is said that they have brought a lot of treasures." Zhao Chen's eyes sparkled after he found Han Muye.
"Three days later, they were selling treasures in the central square."
Fuliao Wasteland has a radius of 80 million miles. Zhao Chen has extensive knowledge, but he rarely leaves the wasteland.
A caravan brings treasures from outside the wasteland, and you can make a lot of money just by changing hands with these treasures.
A caravan outside the wasteland?
Han Muye's eyes flashed.
Seeing his expression, Zhao Chen had already guessed something, and lowered his voice: "Brother Han thinks that they may be Gale Bandits in disguise?"
I don't know if it's a pretense or not.
But at this time, the Storm Bandits happened to appear nearby. If they said there was no connection, no one would believe it.
If it is true that the Swift Wind Pirates pretended to be a caravan and brought treasures, did they really want to trade, or did they have other agendas?
"Although Spreading Fire City is not small, it is nothing in the eyes of the Wind Pirates, right?"
"There are no real treasures in the city. Will the famous Storm Bandit pay attention to the small Fire Spreading City?"
Zhao Chen frowned and whispered softly.
"In this way, after I see their treasures, if there are any worth taking, I will buy them directly, and then we will leave from the teleportation array." After a slight pause, Zhao Chen spoke again.
"Put those smelted ores here first."
It has to be said that as a businessman, Zhao Chen's caution and keenness are extremely rare.
If the smelted ore is not taken away, not only will all the profits from this trip be recovered, but most of them will be lost.
But Zhao Chen could be so decisive as to leave first and directly give up the wealth.
But in Han Muye's opinion, Zhao Chen was still a little behind.
If it's you, you have two ways to go now.
The first rule is simple, leave as quickly as possible.
Article 2: Gather the forces in the city to respond immediately.
It's a pity that Zhao Chen's insight and judgment are not comparable to those of someone who has been in charge of a large force in dealing with conflicts like this.
"Brother Zhao, you can send someone to see if the teleportation array in the city can still be used." Han Muye's words made Zhao Chen's expression change.
"Also, take a look at the situation of the caravans that have entered the city recently."
Teleportation array.
The caravan that recently entered the city.
Zhao Chen got up and left.
Half a day later, Zhao Chen came back, followed by Mr. Chu and two guards in black robes.
Zhao Chen's face was extremely ugly.
"Brother Han, the teleportation array had an accident half a month ago when it was teleporting. It is being repaired. It will take at least ten days to repair it."
really.
Han Muye's expression did not change.
If the teleportation array is not destroyed, any calculation will be meaningless.
"So, apart from the small caravans nearby, the people who have entered the city recently are just people I have never seen before?"