Under the cover of night, deep in the Black House Mountains, a group of people and horses, along with horse and carts and ox carts, drove all night along the official road in the direction of Jinzhou.
This group of people seemed to be just a caravan.
But the people sitting in several of the carriages were all members of the Wan Du Sect.
Wan Qingqing and Wei An, as well as Wei He's parents and eldest sister, are all here.
In addition, Wan Ling was also among them, disguised as an ordinary team leader, hiding beside the caravan truck, looking around carefully to beware of danger.
The name of the caravan is Jin He Ji, a signboard of a large business in Jinzhou.
This was also a back-up plan that Wei He had already arranged. The master behind Jin He Ji was actually Wei He.
The word "jin" in Jinzhou and the word "weihe" are homophonic to the word "he" in the purse.
Inside the carriage at this time.
Mr. and Mrs. Li Cui of Weitang didn't know the situation, but they were still worried about something happening in Wandu City.
Wan Qingqing kept whispering comfort from the side.
Wei An was playing the rattle obediently on the side, very quietly.
"It's so late and we have to hurry. When will Xiaohe come together?" Weitang asked in a low voice.
"Come soon. My husband is dealing with the follow-up material transportation arrangements. If trouble occurs and he wants to integrate it, it will be too much trouble. Without further delay, make emergency arrangements first." Wan Qingqing comforted softly.
"Yes, Dad, Xiaohe is not the Xiaohe it used to be. It's such a big city. Without his control, it might stop tomorrow, so don't worry." Wei Ying comforted her.
Zhenqi sat on one side, holding her hand and saying nothing.
They had already told their parents about their relationship, and originally thought that the Weitang couple would strongly object.
But the attitude of the two men not only made them feel at ease, but also made them sad.
Because the Weitang couple didn't care much about their daughter's fate, they focused all their attention on Wei An.
So now Wei Ying and Wei Ying can sit together openly.
While comforting Weitang Li Cui, Zhenqi glanced slowly outside the car window.
She always felt that the other party would not let them leave so easily, and there would have to be a fight.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a thin sound came from the woods beside the carriage.
The sound was not loud, even very small. It was overwhelmed by the sound of rolling wheels, and many people did not hear it at all.
But Zhenqi heard it.
Because Wei Chun had practiced martial arts hard in the past few years, his five senses had also improved, and he also heard it.
The two exchanged glances, alert.
In order to conceal themselves, this caravan did not deploy much defensive force.
Therefore, at critical moments, it is likely that they will have to take the lead.
At this time, the caravan was surrounded by dark mountains and forests.
The moonlight is shining brightly under the night sky.
Groups of black-clad and masked men stood in the shadows, watching the convoy slowly leave.
"This is the team. I saw with my own eyes Wan Qingqing, the wife of the Wan Du Sect's sect leader, entering it, and she also brought Wei He's son Wei An. If we can catch Wan Qingqing and Wei An, the superior of Wu Shi Sect
Teachers can definitely give more rewards!
It is said that the Wushi Sect has collected countless true skills and secret techniques, which are stored in Wanfa Pavilion. People can read all the books in a year.
If this trip can be successful, we ourselves will not be able to change our martial arts, but our descendants may be able to create a new family!"
The man in black spoke excitedly, with a hint of excitement.
Few people can withstand such great temptation.
The conditions offered by the Wushi Sect to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect include, in addition to a mountain name, many material rewards, which are divided into different levels, including true powers and alien species, secret techniques, and even land deeds, wealth, and territory qualifications.
These various rewards have attracted many desperadoes to try their luck.
Everyone knows that the Wan Du Sect is powerful, but it cannot stand up to the Wu Shi Sect, which is even stronger.
With the Wushi Sect in front, and many experts gathered after hearing the news, the success rate this time will undoubtedly be extremely high.
They only need to deal with some juniors and ordinary masters from Wan Du Sect.
"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, who goes first!?"
A man in black said coldly.
"The martial arts my people practice are not suitable for coming forward in the first round, so..."
"Then let me do it. I'm afraid of just a few old, weak, women and children!" Another person sneered unceremoniously.
Everyone covered their faces and did not bring their favorite weapons or equipment. This was to hide their identities and not expose their family background, lest they be hunted down by the Wan Du Sect if they failed.
At this time, watching the caravan go further and further away, among the three groups, a group of men in black took the lead to rush out of the forest and quickly approached the caravan.
In their eyes, the caravan guarded only by Wan Qing Qing Wan Ling was like a liger with its claws broken off, without any threat.
"kill!!"
In an instant, men in black leapt down from both sides of the pipe like raindrops. They jumped down from the trees one by one and pounced on the caravan.
Many of them are martial arts masters.
Dozens of men in black faced off against dozens of caravan members, and were chopped to the ground in the blink of an eye.
One by one, the caravan members rushed forward and killed the men in black on the ground one by one.
The leader of the caravan was a seventy-year-old man with a white beard.
Up came a man in black with one hand in each hand, and when they collided with each other, their lumbar vertebrae were broken on the spot, and they fell to the ground with blood spurting from their mouths.
"There are still more in the woods!!" a member of the caravan shouted.
"Come in and kill them!"
A group of caravan members roared into the forest, and in an instant they caught up with the other men in black who were ambushing them.
In less than ten breaths, hundreds of men in black fell to the hands of the simple caravan members.
After the group plundered the loot, they piled it up and hid it in the truck as new goods and continued on their way.
Wan Ling looked at these people with satisfaction and was quite satisfied with their performance.
Many of the masters captured from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect as slaves, including the bone forging and viscera masters who had besieged Wei He a while ago, were clamped together. In this caravan alone, there were six viscera masters and six viscera masters.
Forging bones, twelve martial arts masters become masters.
They were all evil masters who were poisoned and had to serve Wei He.
Among them are four members of the Mo family who have changed their appearance.
These four people had previously surrounded Wei He, but they were all captured and then controlled with poison.
This time I had to help escort the caravan.
They had no choice but to lock the poison. If Wei He didn't know the type and order of the poison, he wouldn't be able to cure the poison himself.
This isn't just poison, it's cryptography.
Therefore, the King of Medicine from Wu Shi Sect was also at his wits' end.
In desperation, this group of people did not want to die after all, so they disguised themselves and acted as bodyguards to escort the Wandumen caravan.
After tonight, I am afraid that all the masters in Taizhou, except for the three major forces, who are attracted to besiege Wei He, will be controlled by the poison and become enslaved.
Of course, some of them were unyielding even in the face of death. Those who were determined were naturally killed by Wei He.
After the overwhelming massacre, the caravan returned to normal and headed towards Jinzhou.
After receiving the financial support and various good things from the people in black, Wanling Wanqingqing's mood improved a lot.
Inside the carriage, Wei An still wanted to stretch his head and look out.
But his eyes were covered by Evergreen.
"Don't look." She said softly.
"Why, mother?" Wei An is over two years old and can already speak some simple words.
"You're still young." Wan Qingqing said softly.
Wei Tang, who was sitting opposite, held Li Cui's hand tightly. Both old men closed their eyes and their bodies were trembling a little, but they did not speak a word.
In these troubled times, they naturally understand that either others will kill me or I will kill others. There is no choice.
The wheels rolled and moved away into the distance.
Bang.
Suddenly, a red firework shot up into the sky and exploded suddenly in the direction of Wandu City.
Wan Ling and others all looked back.
The bright red fireworks were like red plum blossoms blooming in the night sky, going from dim to bright, then slowly dispersed, fell, and extinguished.
Just like the short rise of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in a few years.
"Xiaohe will be fine." Li Cui said softly.
"That's natural. He said he would catch up soon." Wei Ying replied with a smile.
Everyone watched the fireworks slowly dissipating and prayed secretly in their hearts.
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"I heard that Wushi Sect has three main peaks, hanging high above Taizhou."
In the evening breeze, Wei He's upper body was bare, revealing his burly and strong figure.
He looked up at the blooming fireworks, his eyes seemed to be shining.
"What you heard is correct. The three main peaks, the seven inner courtyards, and the general outer courtyard. These are the three steps to the heaven that my Wu Shi Sect has practiced in practice." Yan Jiuzhen said calmly.
"Actually, if you had stayed in the outer courtyard and moved forward step by step, you wouldn't be where you are now.
Now that you have come this far, if you were in this sect, you would definitely be able to stand even higher."
He gently rolled up his long sleeves and tied them around his arms.
"One wrong step, every wrong step. Today, it will be your end."
"Wrong?" Wei He looked up to the sky and laughed.
"I, Mr. Wei, have been working hard so far. Even if I am wrong, I am still right!!"
hiss!!!
In an instant, the moonlight fell, and Wei He's upper body suddenly expanded and exploded.
His body shape instantly returned to its original shape, his three-meter-tall height was covered by a shadow, and his big hands opened like a millstone to grab at the three people in front of him.
"Go upstairs!!!"
Bang!!
At the same time, Wei He's whole body's blood energy exploded, all special effects exploded, and he further entered the full special effects state.
His original body size of nearly three meters further expanded to three and a half meters.
His palms became enlarged and expanded, and his fingers were engorged with blood, like copper rods, and he grabbed the three of them with violent force.
boom!!!!
Caught off guard, Yan Jiuzhen's flesh and skin trembled rapidly under the violent blow.
His pupils shrank sharply, and Wei He in front of him instantly seemed to have transformed into a monster from myths and legends.
The big grasping hand was like the legendary devil's palm covering the sky and the sun.
The huge palm spread with huge force, bringing out a twisted shadow like black smoke.
"I'm just practicing my visceral skills, but if I want to compete with my real strength, I'm just dreaming!!"
Yan Jiuzhen raised his right arm and concentrated the power of Huishan Fist. His right fist suddenly glowed with white jade fluorescence, and thin red lines extended from his arm.
This is the result of practicing Wushi Huishan Quan to a profound level.
"Secret Skill: Nine True Xuanji!!!"
Roaring in his mouth, Yan Jiuzhen knew clearly that the opponent was just practicing his internal organs, but the huge threat that the warrior's body instinctively felt made him unconsciously use all his strength and add secret techniques.
Extremely dense invisible power quickly condensed on his right fist.
"Let me see what you are crazy about!!!"
With a roar, the tiles under Yan Jiuzhen's feet exploded, and his body was knocked forward at the same time.
BOOM!!!!
Countless tiles exploded into pieces, and the force was accompanied by the miasma shattering and splashing, forming a strange white thread-like landscape.
boom!!
There was another loud noise, and the top floor of Tianya Building collapsed directly to the next floor.
The masonry and dust fell downwards like a waterfall.
As the dust and mist spread, Wei He raised his arm, holding a dead body in his palm.
"What just happened?"
He looked at the corpse in his hand in confusion, and then at Yan Jiuzhen, whose arm on the side had been completely broken and was covered in cold sweat.
"Having said so much..." Wei He frowned, and there was a faint bloody "Sichuan" character between his eyebrows.
"Are you kidding me!!?!!"
He didn't expect that the other party would be so weak, and most importantly, it wasn't Minggan!