Gada, Gada。。。。。 It was like the sound of a chain dragging on the ground, or the friction of some broken machine, from far and near.

In the front are two figures that seem to be shrouded in darkness, one tall and one short, walking forward unhurriedly, and behind them is a barefoot limp man, whose movements are extremely stiff and strange.

The man's body was dark red, his clothes seemed to have not been washed for many days, they were all solidified into lumps and hard lumps attached to his body, a black lump in his eyes, and the vertical eyes in the center of his eyebrows were also weak, only a little slit opened, but it was like a crack wound more than an eye.

He carried on his shoulders a woman wrapped in idiosyncratic chains, like a dead fish hanging from a fishing rod, and there was no movement.

Suddenly, several people stopped at their feet.

"The road is blocked!"

Next to it was a dense bush, and in front of me were several overturned wagons and empty cargo boxes, blocking the entire road horizontally.

The file-like voice had a hint of coldness, and the Red Sand Scorpion's eyes glanced indifferently at the bushes on the side.

Bo Feng Shuimen didn't make a sound, just looked up at the sky.

Then, suddenly, a cold reflection of the cold light, accompanied by a dull loud thud, a flame slammed into the carriage, and the fragments of the explosion shot indiscriminately, and a steel knife with a handle slashed straight down.

Several burly mountain bandits, with a fierce glint in their eyes and suppressed a low hideous laugh, suddenly jumped out from behind the carriage, and the big knives in their hands slashed fiercely at the front.

Snort!!

A black light flashed, and several men's bodies still maintained their inertia and rushed forward, but their steps stopped at the same time at a distance of one meter in front of the red sand scorpion, and several people's necks were pierced through a hole from right to left.

A piercing hole was cut in the neck of the person on the far left, and a pitch-black scorpion tail barb stretched out, and blood dripped down the tail hook and fell to the ground.

The bone-chilling sound of sore pumping out, like a slippery snake skin passing through a human body, several mountain bandits until this moment, their necks were spurting red blood, and their bodies fell forward at the foot of the red sand scorpion, splashing a cloud of dust.

The whole scene was suddenly silent for a moment, and it seemed that the person who was secretly attacking did not expect such a scene, and did not react at once.

A second later, an angry voice shouted: "Damn, the idea is pricked, brothers go together." ”

The bushes staggered, as if there were countless ghosts hiding inside, and then they all jumped out.

"It's too weak!"

The deep voice was boring, and in the dark night, wisps of each other, skillfully tore a gap between a dazzling blade, and fiercely wiped between the chests of the mountain bandits.

Sparks splashed on the blade, and with the piercing sound of cutting, the chests of the bandits were torn apart, and large patches of blood spurted out.

Just a short breath less, at least a dozen corpses fell to the ground softly and died, the skin of the whole body was strangely black, even in the dark, it looked especially dark and deep.

"Damn it, brothers, be careful, it's poisonous."

A scream suddenly stopped, the mountain bandit, dressed like a small leader, looked horrified, his throat trembled as if he had been choked, and the half-inch-thick visor he wore on his entire face made a piercing tearing sound, slowly tearing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The skin of the face seemed to have been shaved off with some kind of file, the nose was gone, the eyes were pierced by some kind of hook, and the huge eyeballs in the sockets were smashed to pieces.

Some of the mountain bandits next to him felt as if they had been splashed with a bucket of ice water when they boarded, and it was cool and transparent from the inside out.

The feet of the two masters who had just rushed out of the bushes seemed to be frozen, and they stepped on the ground as if they had taken root, and their steps suddenly stopped, and they were sweating.

No matter how stupid they are, they also realize at this moment that the few people in front of them are definitely not some kind of channel people, some other "brothers" on some other mountain.

I have never heard of such a ruthless and cruel murderer on a mountain.

The second master of the sharp-beaked monkey cheek "Gollum" quietly swallowed a mouthful of spit, and a pocket crossbow arrow fell out of the cuff, he saw the opportunity, and with a flick of his hand, a crossbow arrow with the thickness of a black finger silently shot through the throat of a mountain bandit, and then suddenly shattered into a flying needle in the air, densely shooting towards the red sand scorpion and the wave of wind and water.

"Up, hack 。。。。。 to death with a knife"

In front of him, two black robes were shot through, and as soon as a group of mountain bandits mustered up the courage to take two steps, they saw one of the black robes' body disappear inexplicably, leaving only an afterimage that gradually became illusory.

The other eerily softened into a puddle of sand piled up on the ground.

The two black shadows all disappeared in front of them strangely.

"People。。。。。 What about people? ”

The second master's heart jumped suddenly, and then, he saw a pair of copper-bell-sized eyes of the big boss next to him, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, staring at him with horror and fear.

"Huh?"

His heart was full of coldness, his neck stiffened and made a "click" sound, he exerted all the strength of his body, his head twisted backwards, and then he was greeted by a vicious and hideous "grimace".

"You're looking for me?"

The hoarse and merciless voice reached his ears, and the whole skull circled around his neck, and suddenly a circle of black lines shot out, and the neck was rapidly rotting and suppurating, and in a short time it rotted through the muscles behind his chest, revealing bronzed translucent bones and wriggling internal organs.

The black poisonous gas extended into his internal organs, and he let out a crazy wail, and his voice was terrible and desperate, screaming like a ghost in the night, making all the spirits around him tremble, and they didn't dare to move.

Then, his shell was piled up on the ground like minced meat, and his black, corroded head fell to a puddle of liquid on the ground.

"Who are you?" Scarlet Amber's head turned, and his dark and indifferent eyes stared at the leader of the mountain bandits, a little puzzled and a little impatient: "It's too weak。。。。。 ”

"It's not a chaser, it's just a group of robbers." Bo Feng Shuimen sat on an empty box, with a strange smile on his face, and joked: "It's really bad luck." ”

"Chasers?" The leader of the mountain bandits was stunned for a moment, his head shook like a rattle, and he hurriedly explained: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding, two masters, we are blind, we are just a group of mountain bandits who don't have long eyes, let's go, let's go。。。。。 ”

"These things are also left to you, as long as they can spare our brothers。。。。。" The mountain bandit's voice became smaller and quieter, because he saw that the faces of the two people were even more cold and strange, and suddenly a strange thought appeared in his heart.