At night, the mountains and forests are filled with the smell of grass and wildflowers.

The Jiuding caravan stopped at a plain, where the terrain was flat and there was a small stream next to it, which was the most suitable for everyone to rest.

A bonfire was lit, and twelve carriages were parked in unison on the plain, and the tired guards and mercenaries sat around and chatted casually.

Today, nine days have passed, and they have traveled all the way south from Yuancheng, and they can reach Nan'an City in just a few more days.

On a moonlit night, next to the bonfire, a young man wearing a brown scarf and dressed in black was roasting a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

Several mercenaries dressed like teenagers sat around the bonfire, stretched out their hands, and roasted the fire, some mercenaries swallowed their saliva and shook their heads, if it weren't for that Brother Li said, drinking is not allowed in the team of Jiuding Mall, otherwise they can be driven out of the team, I'm afraid they would have started drinking a long time ago.

The night wind was a little cold, blowing goosebumps on people's bodies, and without the company of spirits, only by staying by the fire would you feel a little comfortable.

In the past few days, the young man and several mercenaries beside him have gradually become familiar, and the tall strong man on the left hand is the eight-star soul master Ma Teng, and the two of them almost had a fight last time in the "Aftertaste Wine Shop".

The short man who was as thin as a monkey next to him was called Chen Wenzhong, he hadn't mentioned it for him, but his skills were very athletic, and Uncle Xu also chose him as a scout because of him, observing the terrain, this plain where everyone rested, the terrain is vast, there are no mountains and forests to cover it, even if there are bandits and bandits attacking, you can clearly detect it.

Sitting opposite Chen Wenzhong, the unhappy horse-faced man called Wang Fang, along the way he and Ma Teng crossed their eyebrows and angrily, from time to time the two always have to quarrel, and every time they disagree, they have to do it, the young man heard Chen Wenzhong mention, these two used to seem to be a pair of good friends, but then they fell out for some reason, and since then they have looked at each other unpleasantly.

"Boy, what realm are you in now?" Idle and bored, Ma Teng asked, for Yang Yi, this kid, he was quite curious, when he was in Yuancheng, he just let himself regress with just one look, and he really had some ability, and a kid who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old dared to come to the city alone, this courage is not comparable to ordinary children.

"Just now, the soul master realm, you are not as good as you big brother Ma, you are powerful! If you are really in danger, you have to rely on the protection of your big brothers!" After so many things, Yang Yi is no longer the fledgling hairy boy.

When he goes out, these words are three points true and seven points false, he is indeed a soul master cultivator, but he is only a seventh-order.

All the mercenaries listened to Yang Yi's praise, and the smiles on their faces came out of Yang Yi, but Wang Fang was a little unhappy, this Yang Yi can praise anyone, but he can't praise Ma Teng! "He's a great fart!"

When Ma Teng heard this, he suddenly jumped like thunder, pointed at Wang Fang with his right index finger and shouted: "Wang Fang, you turtle son, do you want to fight? I have put up with you for a long time along the way!"

"Damn! Come on! Fight! Lao Tzu is afraid of you!" Wang Fang was not cowardly, he jumped up from the ground and looked at each other angrily.

The young man was caught in the middle, feeling helpless, these two people were really enemies in their previous lives, they quarreled when they met, and they had to do it at every turn.

"Brother Wang, Brother Ma, don't quarrel between the two of you, okay?" Opening his hands, Yang Yi held one person down with one hand, and the condensed soul power in his hand formed a wall of qi to isolate the two.

Wang Fang didn't put the young man in his eyes, raised his fist and was about to blast forward, but there was a wall of qi in front of him, which instantly stopped his momentum, and looked at the young man in surprise.

Ma Teng was also very surprised, the beginner soul master was able to resist his own momentum, definitely not a beginner soul master!

But it seems that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, could it be that he is a disciple of some big force?

Chen Wenzhong, who was silent beside him, walked over and was about to explain a few words, when suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and the smile on his face immediately dissipated. He immediately squatted down, attached his head to the ground, and listened carefully, the sound was somewhat like a horse's hooves, but it was a little different, could it be that the horse's hooves were wrapped in something?

Yang Yi's voice came from the spirit fox in his head:

"Someone's coming! A lot of people!

Xu Lao, who was closing his eyes around the bonfire, opened his eyes violently, and his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened.

"It's still here!"

The eleven white horses shook their hooves uneasily and began to neigh, but the last carriage remained motionless, as if unconcerned about the noise.

The evening wind whistled through the dense forest, making a mournful low sound, as if it were the cry of a ghost.

Everyone sitting on the ground got up one after another, and their faces were solemn.

Chen Wenzhong got up from the ground, didn't care about patting the dust on his body, according to the sound just now, it was less than three miles away from here, there were a large number of people gathering, and the sound of horses' hooves, if he didn't guess wrong, at least two groups of people and horses were rushing here.

Suddenly, a dark feathered arrow pierced the night like lightning, roaring, and struck the seventh carriage in the array.

"Poof!"

The dark feather arrow pierced the chest of one of the guards resting by the carriage, he covered his chest in pain, but found that he couldn't touch anything, looked down, it was a big hole, he couldn't bear it anymore under the pain, and fell down, and in an instant blood gushed and the grass was dark red.

"Enemy attack!"

"Take a shield!"

"Protect the carriage!"

On the plain, the angry voices of the guards and horsemen rang out in a hurry, and they all took up their arms and gathered around the carriage.

"Woohoo!"

Under the moonlight, the plain rained arrows, and the arrows in the sky were like pear blossoms in a torrential rain, and they shot out densely from the depths of the forest.

Ali, a middle-aged man dressed in white, stood anxiously next to the No. 3 carriage, a vigorous flying foot, and a few boxes on the carriage were suddenly scattered, "Quick! Pick up the shield!"

The guards beside him hurriedly picked up the shields scattered in the box and raised them above their heads to fend off the arrows.

"Bang!bang!bang!"

The arrows slammed into the shields, but some of them burrowed into the shoulders of the guards, blood flowing, and they snorted, gritting their teeth and still holding on to the shield.

However, the tall white horses were not so strong, and they had to roll back and forth on the ground in pain after being hit by arrows.

In an instant, the muffled snort of the guards, the mournful screams of the horses, and the breaking of the arrows converged.

"Bang!"

A black feather arrow suddenly drilled into the chest of a mercenary beside Yang Yi, and the mercenary fell to the ground in response, although this mercenary had the cultivation of a soul master, but before he could gather soul power, he was shot and killed.

Yang Yi immediately fell to the ground, rolling back and forth on the ground, dodging the flying arrows.

"Xiaobai!, what should I do?"

Yang Yi shouted anxiously in his heart, the corner of his eye had already glimpsed the jungle, and many black shadows had appeared in the jungle on both sides, it seemed that there were at least forty or fifty people, and many people on his side had fallen to the ground.

With a "boom", the Snow Spirit Fox got out of Yang Yi's arms and quickly ran to a crooked carriage.

"Quick! get under the carriage!" said Linghu hurriedly.

Yang Yi hurriedly turned over, bowed his waist, and hurriedly drilled into the carriage next to him.

Leaning down, Yang Yi saw the dying white horse gasping for breath, perhaps seeing the young man, the frequency of the white horse's exhalation accelerated a lot, the slender eyelashes covered the eyes a little, from the white horse's tired eyes, Yang Yi seemed to be able to hear the wail of "save me".

The white horse was hit by three arrows in the abdomen and two in the lower right leg, and the dark red blood had already stained the green land.

Yang Yi was at a loss, at this moment, he clearly felt the helplessness of life, he couldn't save the white horse, and maybe he couldn't save himself.

"Bang! bang!" Three more arrows struck, one arrow was fiercely inserted into the white horse's neck, and the white horse stopped exhaling in an instant, and the other two arrows broke the hemp rope on the carriage, "popping", the box fell to the ground in response, and the stones inside were scattered, and the medicinal herbs were also scattered.

"Not good!" the middle-aged man Ali shouted, picked up a shield, and ran quickly towards the No. 7 carriage in the rain of arrows.

"Yang Yi, hurry up and put these medicinal materials into the Rong Ring! Hurry up!" Xiao Bai hurriedly said, it is a sixth-order demonic beast, and it has a strong acumen for heavenly and earthly treasures, judging from the smell emitted by these medicinal materials, it is definitely a rare treasure!

There was no time to grieve, Yang Yi blindfolded the white horse, went to the box, picked up the medicinal materials inside and threw them into the ring in his hand, and in just a few breaths, the three boxes of medicinal materials disappeared.

At this moment, the rain of arrows suddenly stopped, and several figures came out from three directions between the trees.

"Xu Ping'an!

The man who spoke was a man in the middle, riding a brown horse, and the face of the man under the moon was wearing a very strange mask, and he could only see the red eyes, but nothing else.

Xu Lao stepped forward from the last carriage, carefully looked at the person in front of him, and asked, "Red eyes?"

The man lifted the reins, and the brown horse under his crotch instantly neighed, and his two hooves churned in the air, "Huh!", the man snorted coldly, and the brown horse instantly quieted down, and said, "Yes!

Xu Lao stepped forward unhurriedly, and his tone was quite domineering: "Red eyes, it's up to you, you can't keep me!"

The red eye touched the mask with his right hand, let out a mocking laugh, and said, "Xu Ping'an, you are too confident!"

"Do you think the red eyes of the present are the red eyes of the past?"

"You can use your soul power to try!"

Xu Lao's heart sank suddenly, and he quietly gathered his soul power, and the fatigue coming from the meridians made him scream badly.

"What the hell did you do, Redeye?"

The red eye snapped his fingers, and a person immediately appeared behind Xu Lao, Xu Lao half turned around, and when he saw that person, he instantly shook his head, revealing a helpless smile, but the smile was a little bitter, but he still didn't prevent Ah Li.

"Why?" asked Xu Lao unwillingly.

Ali lowered his head, not daring to look at Xu Lao.

"Why? Because you deserve to die!" Riding a brown horse, he looked down at Xu Lao with bare eyes, and continued: "If it weren't for you, would I have fallen into the grass?

"You must be wondering how I poisoned you, right?"

If it weren't for your good apprentice, I really wouldn't have been able to deal with you, after all, you are a soul venerable, and we are just a mere soul king. ”

Xu Lao sniffed the air, and sure enough, when he was roasting the fire just now, he felt that something was wrong, it turned out that Ali secretly sprinkled the rosin incense in the bonfire, relying on the air to spread, no wonder these people were wearing masks.

At this time, Ah Li was in a dilemma, he had just rushed to the No. 7 carriage, but he didn't see the vine orchid inside, and the young man didn't take it, where did he go, did this old man secretly change? But I didn't see him make a move! No, he was a soul venerable, and only he could change it unconsciously.

Taking a step forward, Ali said: "The red-eyed boss, the vine, the vine orchid is gone!"

The red eye instantly waved a whip, like a spirit snake, and there was a "snap" sound, and a bright red blood mark appeared on Ali's face behind Xu Lao, and Ali lowered his head, not daring to say more.

"Alas!", Elder Xu sighed, Ali was brought up by him, although he didn't know why he betrayed himself, but watching him being whipped by others, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Red-eyed, what are you talking about!!Snatch them!" A man on the left was dressed in black and riding a big horse, but the color of the horse was red, and there was a dense patch behind him.

"Red Spot, what's the panic! This is Crow Valley, they can't escape!" It was a person on the right who spoke, and her voice seemed to be a little coquettish, and sure enough, she was veiled and rode on a white horse, dressed in a red power suit, revealing her sexy figure.

"Johime, put away your charms!" said the man in black, who called the red spot, licked his lips.

Xu Lao's face was a little solemn, judging from the soul power of these three people, they were all in the realm of pseudo-zun, and it was difficult for him to be one enemy when he was in his heyday, and now he had to face the siege of these three people, how could it be good!

"Xu Li, what the hell is going on?" Red Eyes said in a cold tone.

Beads of sweat fell from Ali's forehead, and the pressure given by the red eyes was too great, if he didn't have a handle in his hands, how would he be so angry.

"Fujilan is gone!I remember putting it in the box of carriage seven, it must have been this stinky old man who dropped his bag!"

Old Xu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't want to explain, although he didn't know why Teng Lan was gone, but he would rather lose this thing than let these people take it.

The black-clothed man Red Spot turned his gaze to the plain, only to see the carriages overturned to the ground, and the guards of the Jiuding caravan trembled and hid on the side with weapons.

Locked his eyes on the last luxury carriage, only this carriage did not have a single arrow feather, obviously Xu Ping'an had been protecting it just now, if it was not good, there was what he wanted.

"Drive!" Like a gale, it crossed Xu Ping'an, and the red spot ran directly to the carriage.

"Not good!" Elder Xu shouted, pulling out a percent of his soul power to protect his heart veins, and the rest of his soul power poured into his hands, and in an instant, a horse chopping knife about three meters long condensed.

Holding the hilt of the sword, he kicked the ground with both feet, and swung his sword with a horizontal slash, and a green wave surged towards the rushing red spot.

The rapid sound of breaking the air hit, and the red spot immediately sensed the danger, and jumped up from the red horse with a leap, instantly "hiss!", the red war horse was divided into two, and he didn't even make a sound.