Chapter 270: Scimitar

The phosgene flow in the air, a bit of a solemn meaning, the middle of the camp is piled up like a hill like a hill of nine-sided characteristic things are placed, and then in the distance, hundreds of wild beasts ranging from ten to a hundred zhang are leisurely grazing, there are also wild beasts that capture this wild spirit to catch the local beasts, running farther and farther, so that the taming monster barbarian shouted more than once, and put the things in his hand and drove out.

Be ready and wait for the rabbit.

It seems to be an ordinary defense, but it is actually an extremely close defense, where the goods are piled up, there are only three or two barbarians sitting upright, but they are the existence with the highest combat power among these people.

The barbarian people do not practice the law is very different, the demonic qi is only divided into nine levels, and there are initial, middle, and peak sayings, similar to the differentiation of people in the practice, but it is more rugged, and it will not be divided into nine levels, which is also in line with the style of the barbarians, and the few barbarians next to the goods are at least equivalent to the existence of the gods.

The few barbarians who had already driven the beast away to pick up the goods and the barbarians next to them were even stronger, not weak, casting nets everywhere, if there was an enemy attack, Qin Feng believed that it was very likely that they would fall from the sky, or even come out of the ground.

However, Mei Jiyun is already underground, and it is more likely that they will fall from the sky.

Qin Feng looked at the woman next to him, the person looked at the Sky Viewing Mirror without blinking, his lips bit lightly, and the meaning of indignation was quite strong, there were two beauties sitting on the left and right, but it was not monotonous, but it was too dull, "If my guess is right, your boxes should be empty." ”

Mei Jiyun didn't look at him, "I think I'm smart, I use spiritual rings and the like to traffic goods, who still uses a box?"

"It's really empty, and even though it's just for show, you have to put something in it. Mei Jiyun added.

Qin Feng couldn't say a word at this time, so he simply didn't say anything.

The woman saw that he didn't speak, and her expression was strange, "I have already indicated my identity by saying this, why are you not afraid at all?" Although the strength of the Nine Border Barbarians and the Demon Sect has plummeted, most of the people in ordinary cultivation still can't avoid them when they encounter them, and there are really few like Qin Feng.

Mei Jixue glanced at the two of them coldly, "There will definitely be something in the future, if you have the courage to follow, you don't necessarily have the courage to go out, if you don't dare, stay inside." She looked at Qing Yuluan again, "Why are you crying? I didn't force you to follow." ”

Qing Yuluan's face darkened, "It's stuffy here, am I suffocated?"

It was already dark, but it was not yet late at night, and the sky viewing mirror was still the same as before, except for the patrolmen, the rest of the barbarians went back to their respective tents and went to sleep.

Cuckoo!

Cuckoo!

There's the sound of a night owl!

"In recent years, I have often heard that there are kamikaze thieves in Xiluo to the side of Dahua, who come and go like the wind, kill people like hemp, and loot things of non-quality and extremely high-quality, and they can't look down on them, so it is often some giant merchants or strange goods that will be poisoned by them. Hearing the voice of the night owl, Qing Yuluan interjected.

Qin Feng had also heard that these kamikaze thieves were so fast that they were unbelievably fast, and there was a leader inside, and he heard from many scattered mercenaries that he was extremely strong, and the exercises he used were completely different from those of the people of Jiuzhou, but he didn't know where they came from.

The number of these people is uncertain, as many as hundreds, as few as dozens of people, and they will never increase or decrease in strength because of the large number of people or the small number of people, just because the dozens of people who lead the way have never been pulled down, and the lord of Xiluo Country has asked people to kill people a few times and can't touch the other party's tail at all.

In fact, it is just an official thief, this kamikaze thief robbed and robbed, most of the things robbed were Haoqiang and foreign businessmen, and the things of the Xiluo border soldiers were also robbed by them a few times, but they only had a small loss, and they were all pretentious.

"It's a kamikaze thief, these people all fell from the sky, can you catch them if you stay underground like this?" Qin Feng didn't forget to remind this woman.

Mei Jixue's hand had been raised, and the antbeast's neck was shrunk, ready to attack.

In the sky-viewing mirror, the clouds suddenly cracked, revealing an eye with a big head in the mirror, which scared people enough to leave the mirror.

Finally saw what the eyes were, a huge eagle griffin was standing in the air, its thick legs stood firmly in the air, its wings kept vibrating, blowing the completely defenseless mirror to flutter around, Qin Feng looked at the scene in the mirror, and his eyes were dazzled.

Then the mirror finally stopped, and only a large hand was seen perched on top of it.

Hum!

After a cold snort, the mirror was torn apart and shattered into slag, and only a faint halo was left on the mirror surface of the antbeast, but nothing could be seen.

Mei Jiyun's face was dark, the other party's provocation was thorough enough, listening to the cold snort in the mirror, he obviously knew that the ground had already been prepared, and those kamikaze thieves didn't mind.

Another mirror flew out, exerting spiritual power in his hand, and the mirror in his hand revealed the image again, and the sky-viewing mirror was obliquely upward, but it was near the camp, and it did not fly into the sky again.

There was a faint starlight in the sky, and the starlight was covered by the dark clouds, and after the cover was gone, the dark clouds were pulled away again, revealing a fluffy tail, and the eyes of everyone in the barbarian camp were all attracted by the tail.

The knife in his hand was held tighter, and the feeling of pretending to be asleep was not so pleasant.

The clouds had been swept away, revealing dozens of horsemen inside, all but one in the lead, all of whom were draped in crimson cloaks, and their backs were covered with precious stones, all of which were priceless treasures.

The scimitar of murder didn't need to be so complicated.

Dozens of griffons slowly shook their wings, and there was a sound of fluttering in the air, flattening the ground with dozens of people, but it was a bit of a feeling that these dozens of people surrounded these more than a thousand people.

In an instant, the barbarians on the ground already had the sound of trumpets and footsteps, and the scattered barbarians gathered towards the center of the cargo.

The man in the sky was caressing his chin, and the scarf on his face was constantly swaying with the wind, the weather was extremely cold, but the beast head on his chest was showing four fangs, and the silver hair on his head was flying wildly.

He waved his hand.

The scimitars of the dozens of eagle knights were out of their sheaths, and the knives were not out of their sheaths, and the sheath revealed a ten-zhang long sword light, hundreds of thousands, thousands of sword lights kept pouring down around the camp.

The sails were pierced, the animal skin tents in the camp were all torn apart by the light of the sword, the barbarian shamans sacrificed the fire spirit in their hands, and those fireballs flew into the air one after another, and the scimitar giant mangs kept colliding, and the flames were pushed away, and those scimitar blades were only blocked for a moment, and the momentum returned, attacking straight towards the barbarians in the center of the cargo.

The sound of tragic cries kept coming, and it was inevitable that the old and weak would be hit, even if those barbarian wrestlers could barely resist the blows of these swords, it was difficult to say whether the next blow could be resisted.