Within a few days, the originally inaccessible primeval forest gathered a large number of martial arts masters and elite cavalry from various countries almost armed to the teeth. After a little trimming, a large number of elite cavalry from various countries set up a long cordon along the line of the primeval forest. The disciples of the various sects were divided into small teams and went deep into the primeval forest to investigate.

It's a pity that the prestige of the Magic Forest is too great, and although many elite disciples think highly of themselves, they never dare to step into it. Therefore, after several searches, no trace of the Western army was found. However, it is precisely because no one dares to enter the Magic Forest that everyone is not sure that the Western army must not exist.

It took about ten days before the high-level leaders of the various sects decided to put aside the unsuccessful search for the time being, leaving only a small number of people to guard here, and the rest of the people returned to the mainland as quickly as possible. And this decision also heralds the end of Drifting and Ni Ping'er's leisurely Oriental journey.

In fact, with the spirit of eyes and ears that drifted without a trace, he had already noticed that someone was following him in the dark. However, the stakes are very high this time, so I don't want to cause more trouble. As long as the shadows don't take the initiative to attack, they will disappear only as if they don't exist.

Who would have thought that along the way, there are more and more people in this darkness, and the more people join later, the higher their cultivation seems to be. Even, there are a few that need to be listened to without a trace before they can be detected. Although there is a lot of mystery about this matter, Piao Wuxian still doesn't want to make the first move. Now there is no trace, I just hope that before discovering the trace of the Qilin, it is better not to clash with these martial arts people.

Unfortunately, it backfired. As the so-called "people are bold", with the increase in the number of people in the dark, some people are ready to move and are ready to strike first, so as to snatch the first credit.

The first temptation was a rough man who specialized in the practice of outer doors. I don't know if he has a gentleman's demeanor or some problems in his brain, before making a move, this person actually shouted first: "Don't be a Western barbarian, you dare to invade." Today, your grandfather will bear you here!" After saying that, he walked straight away without a trace.

Walking closer, the rough man also stopped and said: "You lady, quickly stand aside, don't be hurt by grandpa and me!" Seeing that Ni Ping'er had no intention of leaving, she hurriedly said, "Hmph, don't know what to do, otherwise don't blame your grandfather for being ruthless!"

"Nonsense!" said Piano disdainfully.

"Grandpa, I never do sneak attacks and hurt people. The rough man said with a big grin, "Although you are a barbarian, grandpa, I will still give you time to prepare." ”

At this time, most of the rest of the people who secretly followed, most of them scolded in their hearts: "You idiot! When you know that people are Western magicians, but you want to use them on others." Isn't that a source of unhappiness for yourself?"

"No, your Excellency can just do it!" replied with a smile on the fly.

When the rough man heard this, he shouted loudly and slashed out with a wide plate axe.

Although Piao Wuxian and Ni Ping'er saw each other menacing, they did not show any panic. I didn't see them chanting incantations, but suddenly a gust of wind blew.

The rough man saw that he was about to use a plate axe to chop the people in the West, and when he thought of the scene of blurred flesh and blood, he suddenly felt unbearable, so he didn't realize that his feet slowed down. It was precisely because of this slowness that he felt a strange wind coming, and he suddenly felt unstable on his footing. "Wow, bmm", he withdrew several feet at once before he stabilized his figure.

The rough man was slightly stunned, then roared again unbelievably and picked up the board axe again and rushed forward. This time, however, he retreated at a faster pace and sat down on the ground.

"Don't that woman, I thought you were a woman, and kindly asked you to step aside, why did you do something to grandpa and me?" the rough man asked angrily as he grunted up, and then slapped the dirt on his buttocks.

When the people heard this, most of them couldn't help but laugh. "Which sect is this living treasure? How can he be stupid like this?" Fortunately, the rough man didn't know what everyone was thinking, otherwise he would have been furious.

Ni Ping'er was not angry, but laughed and said, "Don't be that man, are you afraid of me?"

"Phew, how could I be afraid of you, a charming little lady, my dignified seven-foot man. Although the rough man said it toughly, the expression of refusing to go up even if he was killed was that anyone could see that he was actually afraid of others, "It's just, 'good men don't fight with women', even if grandpa and I win, my face is not honorable!"

Ni Ping'er wanted to be sarcastic, but she was stopped by drifting away and shaking her head. "Hehe, what do you want?" asked Driftless with great interest.

"Don't be that barbarian boy, if you're a gentleman, just get out from under the woman's arm and fight me alone!" cried out the rough man from afar.

Although this rough man has lowly martial arts and rude words, he is still above board. Therefore, Drifting Without a Trace has a slight impression of this person. Therefore, without waiting for Ni Ping'er to refute, she stepped aside.

Seeing that the Western woman who made him quite jealous really stepped aside, he hurriedly brandished the axe again and rushed forward viciously. However, what made him depressed was that this time the rough man was swept back by the wind again.

"I'll grass you grandma!" the rough man roared and jumped up, and without even slapping the dirt off his buttocks, he rushed forward again unbelievingly.

Once again, the rough man was involuntarily swept upside down by the wind. This time, the rough man was thrown all fours. Even if a rough man has rough skin and thick flesh, he is grinning in pain this time. I couldn't get up for a long time.

"Hmph" for a while, the rough man struggled to stand up, patted off the dirt on his body, picked up the heavy plate axe, and ran out of ideas for a while. "Shall I fight this man again?

"How?"

Seeing the look that seemed to be smiling without a trace, the rough man's temper came out with a "Teng" sound: "Don't be that barbarian, you are a bird? Aren't you just relying on some demon methods? If you have the ability, you will really fight with grandpa and me." When the time comes, even if Grandpa and I are hacked and killed by you, it will die heroically. It's better than being so aggrieved now!"

"Silly big man, this is not called demon law, this is called magic!" Ni Ping'er finally couldn't bear it anymore, and helped him correct it with a smile, "It's just like your oriental martial arts." If you let us not use magic, isn't that the same as if you gave up martial arts?