Mo Yu's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, although he had nothing to do with Qi Cheng, but they knew each other well along the way, and he couldn't help but feel a cloud of anger in his heart when he saw him die on the spot! But at this moment, he didn't delay much, and changed the direction of his journey with one step! After shooting down a few arrows, he successfully brought the black-faced strong man and Ma Yu back to the carriage where the merchant's father and daughter were.

There was an incessant sound of "bang" and "bang" above their heads, which was the sound of arrows shooting through the carriage! The father and daughter of the merchant were pale, their eyes were full of fear, and occasionally they looked at the place where Qi Cheng had fallen, and their eyes couldn't help but welling up with sadness. It's just that when I saw Mo Yu listening attentively, he suppressed his fear and sadness without saying a word, and even his breath was suppressed a lot.

After a while, the rain of arrows stopped, and the sound of dense footsteps came from the surrounding area, and soon there were exclamations and miserable howls! Mo Yu's eyes flashed, he raised his head and swept around, and with his eyesight, he vaguely saw a dense figure covering up, leaving no living mouth everywhere!

The night raider actually made up his mind to wipe out the entire caravan! This is different from the behavior of ordinary raiders, it seems that today's events have a hidden meaning! The thought turned, and he looked up at the northeast corner of the camp, where the royal convoy was stationed!

Rumble!

A strong Yuan Force fluctuation suddenly came, and a fireball shot up into the sky, and the suspended firelight lit up the entire camp, revealing many night raiders wearing black night clothes!

Wang Duanling's body stood in the air, he glared angrily at the round robe, and his body was rippling with strong soul fluctuations, "Kill!" With a low roar, he raised his hand and shot out several fire knives, slashing several people who rushed to the ground at night, and the strength of the Spirit Infant Realm cultivator was fully revealed!

The night attackers directly attacked with a rain of arrows covering the killing, and this kind of vicious method was obviously not an ordinary robber! These people came at them specifically for them! There must have been a spies among the gangs, otherwise this matter would not have been leaked!

Wang Duanling was furious in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, since he was coming at them, how could the other party not be prepared?

At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded, "Old fellow, your opponent is me!"

The monk stepped out of his body, shrouded in black robes, and with a finger of his hand, a series of ice picks shot out, exuding a bitter chill. This person cultivated to be in the high-level spirit infant realm, and suppressed Wang Duanling alive!

His heart sank, and he raised his hand to slash out the fire knife, and the two Spirit Infant Realm monks suddenly fell into a fierce battle, and the powerful aura that made the surrounding monks dare not approach at all!

The aura in the caravan escort leader's body suddenly erupted, reaching the fourth-order battle master realm in one fell swoop, and he actually hid his own cultivation! With a heavy step, his figure rushed out, raising his hand and slashing out a sword-like light, cutting the bodies of the two night raiders into four! But at this moment, before he could continue to attack, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he slashed back with a sharp sideways sword!

The short dagger collided with the long knife, and a loud spark of "bang" appeared, and a short black shadow appeared behind him, and the slight tremor of his shoulders dissolved the surging force, but the leader of the caravan was shocked back two steps.

He smiled coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sure enough, there are some means, but you don't want to see today's sun again! This person is handed over to me, you can do it, and kill everyone!" The last half of the sentence was said to the surrounding night raiders. His figure flashed, and he rushed forward with an astonishing speed, and a short dagger in his hand slashed a cold light!

The leader of the guards roared and raised his sword to resist!

The two hidden powerhouses of the caravan were all entangled, and most of the remaining black-clothed night raiders killed the surviving caravan guards, and a small part dispersed and began to hunt down the rest of the caravan! The sound of screams and corpses falling to the ground continued to sound, and the air gradually filled with a thick bloody aura!

"There's someone hiding under the wagon, kill them!" the three night raiders smirked and pounced. But in the next moment, their bodies flew out at a faster speed, and everyone's chests were deeply dented in the sound of broken bones, and they fell a few meters away and lost their breath.

Mo Yu flashed out, took the long knife in the hands of the three people, and said to the father and daughter of the merchant under the carriage: "Stay here and don't run around!"

He kicked under his feet and disappeared under the cover of night, and soon there were a few soft grunts around the carriage, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly became a little stronger.

Mo Yu carefully put down the corpse in his hand, making sure that no one should find this piece again in a short period of time, and his figure turned into a cloud of green smoke and approached the battlefield where the two Spirit Infant Realm monks were fighting.

Wang Duanling's face turned pale, his cultivation was a little weaker, and every time a spell collided, his soul would be shocked, and he could only support it. Moreover, the cold breath invaded his body, and his own reaction speed became slower and slower, but he was afraid that if he couldn't hold on for too long, he would be killed on the spot, and his heart would be angry and then gradually fearful!

"Hehe, old thing, go die!" The black-robed spiritual cultivator didn't know what kind of means he used in an instant, and the aura in his body instantly skyrocketed, and more than ten ice picks appeared between his hands, each of which was the thickness of an adult's arm, and shot forward with a roar!

"Ahh

The black-robed spiritual cultivator was panting again and again, obviously this shot was extremely expensive, but a trace of pride flashed in his eyes. With this method, he had killed no less than ten monks of the same rank over the years, and he was caught off guard, and very few people could resist it!

But at this moment, his color suddenly changed, and an ice shield appeared behind him to protect him! In the next moment, a long knife slashed at him under the infusion of terrifying power! With a "snap", the ice shield was directly shattered! Without giving the black-robed spiritual cultivator more time to react, two more long knives roared in, piercing his body fiercely! The blood flower bloomed, and with a "poof", the black-robed spiritual cultivator fell to the ground and was directly killed!

Mo Yu's figure swept out from not far away, and quickly moved to take Wang Duanling and the black-robed spiritual cultivation storage ring into his arms respectively.

The two Spirit Infant Realm powerhouses fell one after another, which immediately shocked the entire battle situation.

The short black shadow who was fighting with the leader of the caravan guard stiffened and screamed, "Withdraw!" His figure was the first to retreat, and the speed was amazing, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, but seeing the speed at which he retreated, he still gave up the idea of chasing and killing, and his eyes swept around, and many night raiders in the camp retreated outward like a tide.

When the sky was bright, the leader of the caravan guard walked to the carriage with a grateful expression, and arched his hand: "If it weren't for the help of Daoist friends, we would all die here today! There are 500 high-grade treasure crystals in the storage bag, and the right should be regarded as a reward!"

He carefully observed Mo Yu's expression, and said: "In addition, in the future, when Daoist friends enter the Chaos Domain, if there is any difficulty, you can go to the Blood Scythe Gang for help, and within the scope of my ability, my Blood Scythe Gang will never refuse!"

The Blood Scythe?

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, when he left the mist and rushed back to the Four Seasons Sect, he had also saved some Blood Scythe Gang monks. But at this moment, he didn't say much, just glanced at this person, took the storage ring, and said lightly: "Prepare some horses, and we'll leave immediately." ”

The leader of the guards only felt that all his thoughts had been seen through, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back, and he should have ordered the guards around him to do it.

Soon, several intact horses were brought in, among which Mo Yu rode a dark horse all the way, this guy was indeed clever and escaped last night's catastrophe, and at this moment he brutally squeezed away a few of his kind and stood in front of him obediently, looking deferential.

Mo Yu patted its neck, turned over on the horse, and rode away with the merchant's father and daughter.

The leader of the guards saw them go away, and he really breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly turned around and led the remaining guards to clean up the battlefield. He has sent a distress message to the gang, and someone will be answering him soon.

......

Five days later, outside the chaotic territory, several horsemen rushed in.

The first black horse ran happily, and on the seat was a man in a black robe, with a resolute face and bright eyes. At this moment he tightened the reins, and the black horse slowed a few steps and stopped. He swept his gaze around and said, "I'm going to enter the Chaos Domain, and you and I will separate here." ”

"Brother Yumo, will you stay in the Chaos Domain forever, can we go to you in the future?" a delicate girl spoke, her eyes showing reluctance.

This line is Mo Yu and the businessman's father and daughter.

He was slightly silent when he heard this, and said, "If nothing else, I will stay in the Chaos Domain for a while. But this is not a good place, and you should not stay long if you do not have to. He took out a storage bag and handed it to Shang Nan, saying, "The five hundred high-grade treasure crystals in it belong to you, farewell!"

Mo Yu shook the reins, and the black horse neighed, and the speed was extremely fast, and soon turned into a black dot and disappeared from the sight of several people.

Shang Lingling dismounted and looked at him in the direction of departure, and his mood was extremely low.

Shang Nan saw his daughter's reaction in his eyes and sighed lightly in his heart. He could see her thoughts clearly, and he had tried to help her along the way, otherwise he would not have allowed her to spend a month in the carriage with a man. Yi Yumo's mind must have sensed this, but he didn't say it, in fact, he had already expressed his attitude.

"Ling Ling, let's go. ”

Shang Lingling is very smart, Shang Nan can detect it, how can she not know. Not wanting her father to worry, she inhaled slightly to restrain the sourness in her heart, and when she turned around, her face had returned to calm, "Dad, where are we going?"

"Let's go to the market town where the caravans are concentrated first, and we'll make arrangements when we get there. Shang Nan glanced at the black-faced strong man, Ma Yu and the others, "What do you think?"

A few men shook their heads to indicate that they had no opinion, and they turned their horses and headed straight in the other direction.

......

The area of the Chaos Domain is about 10,000 miles in size, but the poisonous miasma is full of brute beasts, and there is only one place that can really allow monks to live and survive - the City of Chaos!

On this day, a black-robed young man with a black horse walked outside the city, he stood not far from the city gate, and looked up at the huge city in front of him.

The ancient walls are full of traces of the passage of time, and the surface is covered with dark green moss, but it still can't hide the traces of swords on it. The sky above the city was slightly gray with clouds and mist, and from time to time a few black crows flew by, "croaking" in their mouths, making the place suddenly a little more cold and cold. At the city gate, from time to time, there are fierce men wearing leather armor and holding sharp weapons in groups walking in and out, and the afterglow touches, all of which seem to be able to spark!

This is a rioter! This is a paradise of sin!