"Officers and soldiers, the big leader of Black Wind Village is actually afraid of officers and soldiers?"

This time, the old farmer who had previously laughed at Mobei Shuangxiong showed a hint of sneer.

"It's the Black Wolf King who is leading the team, you have the kind of saying it again in front of him."

The leader of the horse bandits said coldly.

The old peasant immediately stopped talking, but looked around vigilantly.

Mobei Shuangxiong also felt bad at this time, and with his brother's corpse, he faintly had the intention of retreating.

Although the leader of the horse bandits was better, he was injured in the fierce battle, and knowing that it was the black wolf king who came, his face was also ugly, and he began to look for a way out.

"Since the Black Wolf King is here, it is only natural that we should back down first."

The old farmer didn't change his face. Then the body shot out like an arrow, and in a few strokes, it was submerged in the black wind.

But after a while, before the rest of the group could react, he flew back with his back to his original place, staring at the direction he had come from.

"Brother Shan just came here and was leaving, is it because he looks down on me Bi Shihua?"

In the wind and sand, a leisurely sound came with the wind.

Soon, not only the old farmer came back, but also Mobei Shan Xiong, who had left before, was also forced back. Both of them were ugly.

Everyone looked around at the periphery, paying attention to the Black Wolf King who didn't know where it would come from.

"Although I don't have much interest in fist-sized blood-streaked steel, the most talented heir of my clan has died in your territory, and the murderer is still fine, should you give me an explanation."

The leader of the horse bandits suddenly changed his complexion, and suddenly turned to look behind him, only to see a tall axe-wielding figure shrouded in a cloak that came behind him at some point.

The huge axe swung down in the wind.

"You old wolf....!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Tearing and pulling, the head and body split in an instant, and the corpse standing in front of him fell straight to the ground, and the bright red blood slowly flowed on the sand.

"The Black Wolf King actually wants to be there in person, it seems that this time the Blood Pattern Steel is really a gathering of strong hands...."

The old farmer looked at the black cloak, and his face changed slightly. The eyes are fixed on each other every minute and every second, as if they are facing a great enemy.

The cloak figure waved casually, shaking off the blood on the axe, and the giant axe was still black and shiny.

"A group of ghosts, immortals, and martial saints are not local chickens and dogs, and strong hands are gathered? I haven't seen him for 30 years, and Brother Shan is still standing still, and if he doesn't advance, he will retreat, which is really disappointing to me. ”

"It's not as talented as the wolf king..."

The old farmer laughed a few times.

"I'm not interested in blood-patterned steel, but what I can get my hands on, naturally there is no reason to let it go."

The figure under the cloak said lightly.

"Brother Shan is a smart person, he must not know what to do."

"The Wolf King, please...."

The old peasant's face trembled.

"It's just that it has a long history, and there are countless magic weapons left, but it's not easy to deal with.... The wolf king should be careful, don't break his body, and then throw himself into the fetus. ”

"You don't have to worry about that."

There was a cloak to cover it, and he couldn't see the specific expression, so he only listened to the black wolf king say lightly.

Although they said politely, both of them knew that if it weren't for the old farmer and some hole cards, I am afraid that all the outsiders present today would die here.

With the murderous nature of the Black Wolf King, no one present could leave a mouth alive.

Of the eight great demon immortals in the world, which one is not a tyrannical person, how can anyone jump under his nose.

……

Fast forward to a few more days.

The convoy had been waiting for a long time at the Black Wind Mouth, but the team leader still didn't have any intention of going in.

They spread a layer of black mud around the area and sprinkled a lot of black-green liquid to draw a green line on the ground. It emits an eerie smell.

Every day someone is busy outside, it seems to be a vigilance, and it seems to be observing something. Stop-and-go, back and forth.

Zhou Biao and the others roasted their hands around a bonfire in the middle of the convoy.

Seeing that he was getting out of the car, Zhou Biao also got up and smiled.

"I thought I would have to wait for a while, but I didn't expect to be able to go in today. We are all ready to go, ready to go into the valley at any time. ”

"So fast? Originally, when I saw the old way of camping, I thought I would stay for a few days. ”

As a long man walked over, someone gave him a place to sit down and roast the fire.

"I thought it would be a long time, but I didn't expect the storm to recede quickly, and depending on the situation, it should be able to enter the valley today or tomorrow."

Zhou Biao said.

"And when are you going to go in? Inside, it's the territory of Black Wind Village. ”

Another businessman asked in a low voice.

"I've already started telling my brothers to clean up, and I'll eat later..."

Before Zhou Biao finished speaking, he suddenly saw Zheng Yi standing up, his face changing slightly.

Stomp on!!

In the distance, there was the sound of countless horses' hooves kicking the ground.

Outside the black ox cart, a black-clothed figure with a knife on the back of a horse galloping appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"It's a horse bandit! Alert! Alert!! ”

Zhou Biao roared loudly.