"Brother Zhao, if there are robbers and bandits coming later, I will rush up and fight as soon as possible, you still don't follow me, it's not safe, old Qian, you take a few brothers to protect Brother Zhao!"

After saying this, he said to the old money on the side.

Lao Qian nodded hurriedly, and immediately took a few Shura troops to guard Master Zhao's side.

Looking at the astonishing Shura army on both sides, Master Zhao's nervous expression suddenly gave him some away, but his eyes were full of vigilance, and he carefully observed the surroundings.

Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to him, but looked around with a wary expression.

If it was as expected, before they even entered the Death Canyon, a group of bandits had already learned of them and had already laid an ambush.

"Big boss!"

"Big boss, a fat sheep has come to the door"

......

I saw a guy with a thief's head and a rat's brain rushing to the edge of a mountain.

He shouted loudly as he ran.

"I said Xiao Liuzi, you, him, grandma, what's the matter!

Running like him, mother, rabbit. ”

"Beware of falling a dog and eating!haha!"

As soon as they came to the gate of the mountain, two stout-looking men stood and saw the thin man with roe head and mouse eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at! You two idiots don't hurry up and get ready, there's a fat sheep coming to the door!"

The thief-headed man glared at them fiercely and hurriedly ran into the mountain gate.

"Haha, is it finally here?"

Soon, there was a loud laugh from inside the mountain, and then a bald man appeared, with a nine-ring sword in his hand, flashing with a dazzling luster, this is a yellow-rank mid-grade weapon, I don't know how many people's blood has been drunk.

"Big boss!"

"Big boss!"

On the top of the mountain, thousands of bandits couldn't help but look at this bald man with fanatical faces.

The bald man glanced around and laughed loudly: "Brothers, the fat sheep is here, everyone is ready!"

"Finally, a fat sheep came to the door, and if it wasn't for a big profit this time, Lao Tzu would have destroyed several surrounding towns. ”

The bald man scolded and screamed for a while, then he stood up, his eyes flashing with a dazzling cold light.

"Big boss, this time I heard that the spies came to report, the caravan is guarded by more than a hundred Shura troops, we must be careful!"

At this moment, a dog-headed sergeant who looked like a dog stepped forward and said with a rather solemn expression.

"Shura Army, but there are only a few hundred Shura Army, the strongest leader of the other party is only three or four levels of martial arts, how can Lao Tzu say that he is also a martial artist level five, are you still afraid of them? Besides, Lao Tzu's thousands of brothers, even one person can drown them with a mouthful of spit!"

......

When they were almost halfway to the Death Canyon, Ye Feng called Duanmu Yu and the others back, and guarded both sides of the caravan together, advancing cautiously.

"Ye Feng, there is an ambush ahead!"

When Duanmu Yu came to Ye Feng's side, he said in a low voice, his face full of solemnity.

After all, there are too many bandits, and it is not so easy to ambush well, and there are always one or two who are discovered.

"yes, I see. These bandits can't be underestimated, they know that they are protected by the Shura army, and they dare to ambush here. This shows that there are a lot of them, or there are masters among them!"

Ye Feng nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Master?" Duanmu Yu pursed his lips when he heard this, and said, "Masters don't know how to be bandits, I think they are ready to win by numbers." ”

"Then we can't underestimate the other party, our number is too small this time, if there are thousands of bandits killed, even if we are unharmed, the people of the caravan will definitely not be able to survive!" Ye Feng said coldly.

"So many people, won't they?"

When Duanmu Yu heard this, a pair of beautiful eyes glared at the boss.

"Hmm!" Ye Feng looked at the dense mountain forests on both sides, and a trace of worry appeared on his face: "With such a big mountain forest, it is not a problem to hide tens of thousands of people, and thousands of thieves are not worth mentioning. ”

"So what do we do?"

Duanmu Yu showed a worried look, and thousands of thieves charged, even she had to avoid it.

"What should I do?"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and the cold light in his eyes shot out: "Kill it!"

Duanmu Yu was stunned for a moment.

Right now......

Kill......

A shout of killing rang out in the void.

In the mountains and forests on both sides of the surrounding area, thousands of bandits suddenly emerged, and the black pressure pressed over like an ordinary dark cloud.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to pass from here, leave ...... to buy roads!"

A loud laugh came down from the top of the mountain, like thunder in mid-air, and one after another bandits came from the mountains and forests on both sides, and the number of them was about thousands.

"Puff ......"

When Ye Feng heard the voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"This is too old-fashioned, is it true that after all these years, the slogan of the bandit is still like this?"

"Kill!"

"Kill......"

The bandits had already been killed at this time, and the Shura army had also gone up to meet the enemy, but with hundreds of people against thousands, the Shura army was obviously in a weak position.

But fortunately, the Shura army is all very strong, and the formation formed does not mess up the rules in the slightest, like a sharp sword, killing the bandits who rush over.

"You are all idiots, don't worry about those Shura troops, kill all the caravans first!"

The original loud voice sounded again, and this time it was discovered by Ye Feng, it was a bald man with a big slashing sword.

When the bandits heard the voice of the bald man, they hurriedly divided a few thousand people and killed them towards the caravan.

"Woo ......"

The people in the caravan suddenly panicked, and even that Old Man Zhao leaned towards Ye Feng with a worried look.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, ignored him, but rode his horse and whipped and rushed towards where the bald man was.

At the same time, the thousands of bandits also rushed towards Ye Feng.

The two sides are hardly exceptional, but the results are staggering.

As soon as Ye Feng swung his sword, dozens of sword rays flickered in the void.

In an instant, he killed a large number of bandits, and frightened those bandits into retreating in unison, looking at the god of death galloping on a blood city horse not far away.

"Hmm, sixth-level martial artist, hurry up, this person is the commander of the Shura Army! Kill him, and the caravan will be ours!"

The bald man was also taken aback by Ye Feng's strength, but he immediately reacted and commanded the bandits to kill him again!

"Hmph, what about the sixth-level martial artist? Lao Tzu has a person, have you finished killing it?!"

The bald man looked at Ye Feng, who was fighting in the crowd, and snorted coldly.

At this time, Ye Feng seemed to feel something, and his sharp gaze suddenly looked at the bald man, making his body tremble in fright.

However, Ye Feng soon withdrew his gaze, because not far from him, thousands of bandits rushed over desperately.

"Kill......"

The bandits were all people who were not afraid of death by adding blood to the tip of their swords, Ye Feng's bravery did not frighten them, they still rushed over defending immortality.

Ye Feng looked at them coldly, and suddenly raised the long sword in his hand and swung it, facing the rushing bandits, he shouted loudly. Under the destruction of the void, the sword rays fell like swords one after another!

"The Sword Breaking Style of the Nine Swords of the Single Fox!"

Ye Feng roared, blood burst out in his eyes, and when he approached those bandits, he immediately burst out with the power of sword intent!

Like a thunderclap, Ye Feng's roar resounded in the void.

Then, an incredible scene appeared.

A rain of swords shot out in the void, scattering away like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.