Dirt roads.

Packing up the three array piles, Lu Chengfeng hurriedly turned off the Xiao Bingchen witch lamp, cherished it close to his body, slightly lifted the curtain of the car, and looked coldly at the two hundred escort knights accompanying him, Lu Chengfeng shook his head mockingly.

The two hundred guards were tall and handsome, and the armor and weapons on their bodies were rare and sophisticated. But this group of straw bales is all face-saving goods. There are two hundred guards, and none of them are in the late stage of blood training, and Lu Chengfeng, who is at the peak of blood training, is confident that one person can defeat fifty of them at the same time, and if he puts on a Tai Bai Jin Sword Array, he can slaughter this group of wastes in the blink of an eye.

This is the guard that the family sent to him, and he has to rely on them to open up a world in Xiaomengcheng, a ghost place with poor mountains and bad waters?

A burst of evil anger rushed in his heart, Lu Chengfeng suddenly lifted the curtain, and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the face of a knight by the car window, and roared viciously, "Give Childe, I'll get out, get out, get out! Something that doesn't open your eyes, you blocked Childe's light, can't you find death?"

The knight jumped down from his mount with a frightened face, grabbed the reins of his mount, pulled his mount and ran to the side.

Although it is an eyesore of the Lu family of Liyang bloodline, Lu Chengfeng still has the power of life and death over these knights, and even the families of these knights and even their relatives, the life and death of their relatives of the nine clans are in the hands of Lu Chengfeng. In the face of the angry Lu Chengfeng, who of these knights dared to say more?

Hysterically venting his anger, Lu Chengfeng gritted his teeth and walked out of the carriage, stood beside the driver who was driving, and stared blankly at the two big eagles above his head, which were almost suspended in the air.

After pondering for a long time, Lu Chengfeng asked indifferently, "Xiao Hei, how far is Xiao Mengcheng?"

The driver was a dark-skinned man with a height of nearly a foot in the car. Hearing Lu Chengfeng's question, a gentle smile appeared on the hideous ugly face of the black man with scars, and he replied respectfully, "Childe, there are still two hundred miles, which is Xiaomengcheng." ”

Smiling and patting Xiao Hei's thick and powerful, rock-like shoulders, Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Work hard, you must rush to Xiaomengcheng today." ”

In a carriage in front, a short, shriveled old man who was also covered in darkness got out of the carriage tremblingly, jumped out of the carriage with a bowl of milk, and came to Lu Chengfeng's car. Respectfully raised the milk bowl, and the old man smiled and said, "Childe, you have stayed up late again, let's enter a bowl of human medicine!"

Lu Chengfeng glanced at the gilded bowl in disgust, shook his head and took the bowl, and drank the milk in one gulp.

A strong smell of medicine rushed to his throat, and Lu Chengfeng almost didn't spit it out. He endured the discomfort, quietly feeling the heat flowing slowly rising after the milk entered his abdomen.

Although it is the human medicine he hates the most, he must admit that without this human medicine, where would Lu Chengfeng have the energy to complete three formation piles in a row?

Selected women who are still in the lactating family, forcing them to take a large number of various elixirs, and then using secret methods to force the most essential part of the elixir into their mammary glands, and secrete it together with breast milk. This tonic method is very popular among the bloodline family, and its beautiful name is "for the glory of the family", to put it bluntly, in the eyes of the main family, it is just waste utilization, and it is said that it can be the most effective way to remove the harmful ingredients in the elixir.

Lu Chengfeng hated this kind of human medicine, but he had to take them, otherwise he wouldn't be able to complete the formation, and he wouldn't have the confidence to fight in Xiaomeng City at all.

Handing the bowl to the old man, Lu Chengfeng sighed lightly and just shook his head.

He whispered to himself: "After all, I am also a piece of meat in your womb, why do you treat me like this? Why do you have to put your sin on me? Those dog breeds, why am I also the brother of your mother, why do I have to work so hard with each other? It is because the blood talent is not as good as theirs! ”

Before the words fell, the two big eagles in the air suddenly let out a sharp eagle cry.

In a small bush beside the road, there was a sudden banging sound.

With the sound of a bowstring, one hundred and fifty powerful crossbows sprang out of the trees like frenzied wasps.

Lu Chengfeng's two hundred guards were already stunned, and more than seventy of them were hit by the crossbow and fell from their horses.

Fifty people dressed in tight black, even their heads and faces were covered by black cloths, leaving only a pair of black-clothed men with their eyes exposed, holding long knives, rushed out like a gust of wind.

The black-clothed man who led the team pointed at Lu Chengfeng and shouted, "Up, chop off his left hand!"

As soon as the words 'chopped off his left hand' entered his ears, Lu Chengfeng's white face was suddenly covered with a layer of hideous murderous aura.

"Are you really trying to force me to come here?"

The miserable howl continued to sound, and Lu Chengfeng's guards collapsed at the touch of a button, and in the moment of two snaps of his fingers, more than thirty people were beheaded under the horse.

The other guards let out a burst of exclamation, instinctively turned their mounts, and fled in all directions.

Lu Chengfeng's hands and backs of his hands were bruised, and his body shook violently.

The man in black has rushed in front of him...

More than 100 backing soldiers drove the cart, Zhang Hu led the hunters on both wings to support, and the group advanced on the forest path with difficulty.

Thirty carts piled high with slain barbarian heads. The pungent smell of blood mixed with the smell of an unknown liquid can smoke people to the point of fainting. In order to prevent the skulls from rotting and spreading the disease, the elders of the backing tribe concocted all the skulls with herbs, and the result was this terrible smell.

The heads of nearly two thousand barbarians, according to the amount of the bounty just offered by Xiao Meng Chengshou, this is a lot of money.

The hunters and the mountain tribes made an agreement to send the head to the city of Xiaomeng, and the money was divided equally between the two sides. This money is enough to make up for the losses of the backer tribes, and it is also enough to make the hunters drunk and dream for many months in Xiaomeng City.

Baili sat on the wheel of a big car, seemingly enjoying the scenery along the way, but in fact, he didn't stop running for a moment, and the sword yuan wore out the power of space. Goodbye, backer tribe!

Baili Lin and his party set out from the backing tribe early yesterday morning, from the tribe to Xiaomeng City, all the way to more than 500 miles, and changed those city guards who rode fast and fast, that is, they could arrive in two or three hours. However, there were so many carts in the ranks, and there were piles of human heads, as well as animal skins, herbs and other things that the tribesmen were going to trade in Xiaomeng City, so the speed naturally slowed down.

The dirt road ahead has come to an end, and everyone has officially walked out of this mountain. Walk more than 200 miles along a road outside the mountain, and it is Xiaomeng City. From Zhang Hu, he learned that Xiaomeng City has a population of more than 200,000 and is the largest town within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Among the more than 200,000 people, only tens of thousands of people are regular local residents, and the rest are floating populations such as the barbarian hunter team led by Zhang Hu. Barbarian hunters, rangers, all kinds of traders, and even murderous and absconding outlaws, robbers, pickpockets, and all kinds of scoundrels who are abducted and abducted, there is no need for Zhang Hu to describe it, and a hundred miles of silence can imagine what kind of town it is.

The big man at the front of the team let out a few cheers, and the convoy finally walked out of the mountain forest and came to the avenue outside.

The speed at which the team moved forward became slower and slower. Baili sat on the wheel, running the sword yuan to resist the power of the space, while looking at the half-soft and not hard mud on the avenue, his face suddenly darkened. Judging from the situation of this road, Baili Lin is a little disappointed in this ghost place.

The tribesmen and the hunters were accustomed to this kind of road, whether they were barefoot or shoeed, they did not care and could not move forward on the thick mud, especially the men of the tribe, all of them were tall and heavy, and the mud often splashed several feet high when they stepped on it.

The mud was strangely colored, and there were some strange things mixed in it that could not be explained, such as dead rats, bugs, and all kinds of strange things, I don't know how many.

As he walked along the road, several big men boasted of the bravery of their night hunt, when he suddenly heard a terrible howl coming from the corner of the avenue ahead.

Dozens of horses galloping from the front, dozens of knights in gorgeous clothes and distinct armor on the mounts turned pale, and they were howling like lost dogs, and they were riding wildly in a panic.

The knights' armor was crooked, and along the way, some of them were taking off their armor and throwing them on the ground, and they were throwing their swords and weapons around, just to lighten their loads a little and make their mounts run faster. Behind these knights, seven or eight men in black were holding crossbow arrows, not in a hurry, as if they were shooting a target, methodically winding up their arrows and shooting crossbow arrows.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen knights were shot in the back, wailing and falling from their mounts. The men fell to the ground and smashed the mud into the air. The crossbow arrows seemed to be quenched with poison, and these knights had just landed, and after a few convulsions all over their bodies, their faces stiffened and did not move.