Hundreds of miles of barren mountains, rugged ancient roads winding like snakes. The sun is shining, the west wind is rising, whistling and rolling up the residual leaves between the branches and flying in the air. Between heaven and earth, there is a faction of slaughter and desolation.

Crunch... Crunch... A dull hoof accompanied by the creaking of wheels shattered the silence of the barren ancient road. Startled several tired birds that had returned to their nests fluttered and circled in all directions.

In the col, a canopy wagon jolted and staggered through the uneven ravines. On the wheel sat a muscular man, with a pair of powerful hands grasping the stiff rope, trying his best to control the swaying body, and to keep the caravan moving as smoothly as possible.

In the dust raised behind the caravan, followed by six horsemen, were six fierce warriors wearing strong armor and long knives at the waist and hips. All of them looked solemn, and their eyes kept scanning the surrounding scenery while marching, obviously the guards accompanying the car.

"Second Young Master didn't do it, right? If you cross this mountain col again, you will go on the ancient road, and the road ahead will not be so bumpy. The man on the wheel shouted loudly, looked back at the caravan behind him, and frowned slightly, with a little melancholy.

"Uncle Hai, I'm fine, I'm okay. It's just that everyone is tired!" A clear voice came from inside the caravan, slightly tired, and sounded a little immature, like a teenager who had not yet reached adulthood.

"Hehe, the second young master doesn't have to worry about it, these family guards are all full of mystical power, and this bit of mountain road and ditch can't tire them. It's just that the second young master, your body is so slender and weak, we are ordered by the head of the family to come to the medicine valley to pick you up and return to the family, if something happens on the way, I really don't know how to explain. Uncle Hai shouted loudly, looking a little worried.

"Alas!" the young man in the car sighed softly: "If you don't suffer from this disease, how can you stay in this medicine valley for ten years, and your whole body will be filled with the smell of pills...... As he spoke, the body shook violently again, and he climbed out of the pothole with difficulty and slowly drove onto the flat ancient road.

The sky was getting darker, and the twilight swallowed up the last rays of the sun, and the surrounding scenery became hazy.

"Rack!" the caravan suddenly accelerated, its hooves thundered, and a cloud of dust was picked up on the ancient road. If you don't rush to the "Pingling" town in front of you before the light of day, I'm afraid that you will have to sleep in the barren mountains tonight.

"Phew!" ...... Uncle Hai, who was driving the car, suddenly burst out with a shout, and the running caravan stopped abruptly.

"Uncle Hai, what's wrong?" asked the young man in the caravan.

"Second Young Master, there may be some trouble ahead!" Uncle Hai said in a somewhat solemn tone.

The young man in the caravan slightly lifted the curtain, and in the confused twilight, he only saw three figures with heads and faces wrapped in black cloth, blocking in front of the caravan in a row, not moving, his breath was cold, and only six shining eyes were revealed, which looked quite cold and weird.

Is it the bandits who robbed the road? Or the bandits who robbed the money? How could there be bandits and bandits gathered in this inaccessible 100-mile barren mountain? No one would be stupid enough to go to this uninhabited and wild place to rob the merchants. Moreover, in such a costume, they dare not look at people with their true faces, and there are usually only two kinds of people, one is an assassin and the other is a killer! The young man informed Uncle Hai of his speculation. Uncle Hai's heart was a little angry at the moment, and the three black-clothed men suddenly blocked in front of the car like ghosts, silently and unfazed. With this method, he knew that if he came to find trouble, the trouble would be really big.

Wouldn't it? I can't be more ordinary in my own business, and if I hurt my self-esteem, even if I was hunted down, I was not qualified. and the second young master in the car, who has been plagued by trouble for a long time and has been isolated from the world for ten years, is even more insignificant and not even an ant. How could such a group of inferior groups suddenly become the target of hunting. It's ridiculous, it's incredible.

At the same time, the six warriors in strong gear behind the caravan, their bodies flickering and lined up on both sides of Uncle Hai, holding the hilt of their swords, in a state of alert, their movements were fast and agile, and they were obviously strictly trained.

Uncle Hai casually glanced left and right, thinking in his heart, he might not be able to catch a man in black, but he didn't know if his guards could stop the other two?

"If you have doubts, just ask. The boy in the car seemed to know what he was thinking, and prompted. Uncle Hai was stunned when he heard this, and his random speculation was indeed useless and confusing. What is going to come will come eventually, whether it is a blessing or a curse, sooner or later you have to face it, and you can't hide it.

"Who are you waiting for? Why are you blocking the way in the middle of the road?" Uncle Hai shouted, his voice was like a loud bell, and the four fields shook to strengthen his momentum.

The words landed, and the aftermath surrounded, and there was no response for a long time. The cold wind howled, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

"I don't think you're a bandit, you're not a bandit, you're not a bandit. There are only two possible outfits, one is an Assassin and the other is a Killer. I don't know what kind of category you belong to?" Uncle Hai said tentatively, borrowing the young man's words.

"Wrong!" Among the men in black, someone suddenly spewed out a word, and his voice was cold and terrifying.

A simple word completely overturned the speculation at the beginning of the youth. If you are not a bandit or an assassin, who else would it be?

"Leave the caravan! You can leave unscathed. Otherwise... The man in black in the middle coldly squeezed out a few words, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice. The person who spoke looked like the head of the three.

When Uncle Hai heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, the other party would be coming for the second young master. How is this possible? Something must be wrong? Uncle Hai suddenly felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

"Did you find the wrong target and the wrong target? Do you know who is in the caravan?" Uncle Hai asked tentatively again, really hoping that it was just a misunderstanding.

"Hmph! Red Leaf City, the second young master of the Lu family, Lu Suifeng. From Medicine Valley, you can't be wrong!" The man in black struck everyone sonorously word by word.

Uncle Hai was shocked in surprise, his face was full of horror, he lost his previous calm and calm capable nature, and his hand unconsciously held the handle of the knife at his waist, and there was a great tendency to unsheath. I never thought that the other party would know the whereabouts of his group so well.

"You ...... Who is it and what do you want?" "It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is to leave the caravan and leave unharmed." Otherwise, the people in the place will be scattered across the barren mountains, and blood will be spattered on the ancient road. Every time the man in black said a word, the murderous aura on his body increased by a point, and his momentum was cold.

"Your Excellency covers your head and face, so naturally you don't dare to show your true face. How can I bluff the people of the Lu family in Red Leaf City! If you want to leave the caravan, you have to step over our corpses!" There was no room for maneuver in the matter, Uncle Hai raised his eyebrows, as if he had suddenly changed into a person, and his calmness revealed a heroic spirit that was not afraid of death.

The black scarf covered his face, and he couldn't see the expression of the man in black, but a look of anger flashed in his eyes. Then, I saw his hands wrapped in black clothes slightly raised to the sides, and the two black-clothed people beside him stretched out their arms like black wings, like two bats in the dark night, volleying up in the air, and flying straight towards Uncle Hai, who was always sitting on the wheel.

The sword light of the three Dao Sen Han spanned the space of more than ten meters, and slashed down in the air. The guards on both sides of Uncle Hai were almost at the same time, the long knives were unsheathed, and six snow-like knives swung at the two bats that came in an instant.

Qiang Qiang ... There was a roar of blades in the air, and sparks and silver stars flew in the air. A dazzling cold light suddenly passed through the sky and swept over everyone's heads, shooting towards the curtain of the caravan like an arrow...

Choke!

Uncle Hai, who had been sitting upright in the wheel, moved, and while his body jumped, the long knife on his waist burst out of its sheath, and with the sharp sound of breaking the wind, it slashed towards the dazzling cold light that flew by.

Boom! The sword light and sword shadows collided strongly in the void, and there was a huge explosion. Uncle Hai suddenly felt a sharp shock in his arm, and the long knife suddenly flew out of his hand. One move, he couldn't even catch the opponent's move, and his entire body was shaken out by a strong force. The incomparably sharp Sen Han sword light of the man in black swung away the long knife, and the castration was strong, and it was indomitable through the curtain of the caravan......

Yes!...

The man in black during the attack actually let out an earth-shattering exclamation, and threw away the long sword in his hand like an electric shock...... It was actually a broken sword that had lost its blade! There was a look of horror in his eyes, and his body suddenly shot backwards, turning around in the air, and quickly disappearing into the misty twilight.

The other two black-clothed men were surrounded and killed by the guards, not only did they not get down, but they seemed to be at ease, and a few of them came down to avoid the real attack, and the two guards were slightly negligent, and instantly drank their swords and splashed blood, and fell to the ground.

In terms of cultivation and martial arts, these guards are more than one grade of the black-clothed people. If it weren't for the scruples of these guards' fearless fighting style, I am afraid that the battle would have ended long ago at this moment.

Unexpectedly, out of the corner of their eyes, the two men in black caught a glimpse of their leader as if he had touched a big mold, otherwise how could they suddenly leave the two of them, and they didn't even have time to say hello, so they flew away in panic.

Stunned, the two of them had the intention to continue fighting, exchanged a look with each other, and the moment they swung their swords to force their opponents back, they both fled in panic.

A thrilling and bloody fight came to an abrupt end in the time of electric light, and the four guards who were still standing were at a loss for a while, standing in a daze, until there was a pain on their bodies, only to realize that in the short fight with the other party, each of them left several sword marks of different shades on their bodies, and their bodies were covered with blood. And at his feet there were two companions lying in a pool of blood, dying and dying.

"Second young master!" Uncle Hai staggered towards the caravan from a few feet away, his clothes were torn, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his voice became a little hoarse. Shicai's blow shook his five organs, and his eyes were scurrying around, and he almost didn't faint. The heavy blow sent him flying eight or nine meters away, hitting a rock, completely unaware of what had happened next. Until he struggled to get up, the surroundings had regained peace... In an instant, the first thought that popped into my mind was "Second Young Master"!

What's wrong with the second young master? Is it that he has already been killed by a sword through his chest? I really don't have the courage to think about it. But with the superb strength displayed by the man in black, it is almost certain that the second young master will suffer an accident.

"Poor Second Young Master!" couldn't help but feel sad for a while, "Second Young Master...... ＂