Fengming Mountain, Wuyan Ridge.

The mountains here are extremely steep and treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

No one thought that there was a huge cottage hidden in this deep mountain forest.

The houses are lined up in rows, and all kinds of sentry towers are lined up.

Many soldiers dressed in sackcloth were practicing or patrolling.

In the deepest part of the village, there is a rather magnificent Juyi Hall, where there are several figures, each of which is very strong, as if they are all innate warriors.

"Commander Zhao, wouldn't this plan be too risky? That eunuch has mastered the Splitting Wind Legion, once he knows that this is a secret village of my righteous army, and directly leads the army to attack, what should he do? ”

Sitting on the throne was a bearded man, who said worriedly.

"Lord Yuan Zhai, don't worry about this, with our understanding of the eunuch thief, this person is self-sustaining and strong, and likes to take risks, he will inevitably lead the elite warriors to break into the village, as long as this eunuch is solved, the Splitting Wind Legion has no leader, and if I show up again, I can take over the Splitting Wind Legion, and when the time comes, the trouble we face will be solved."

Zhao Xiangyun's face was like a crown of jade, he was dressed in silver armor, heroic and extraordinary, and his tone was full of strong confidence, "This time, my eldest brother will personally take action, even if this eunuch has entered the ranks of half-step grandmasters, he will definitely not be spared." ”

His eldest brother, the Little Divine Fist Zao Wou-ki, is a famous half-step grandmaster, ranking third on the gold list.

If it weren't for the fact that Ye Cheng, a thief, was too difficult to deal with and repeatedly sabotaged their plans, he would not have invited the eldest brother out.

After all, the eldest brother has been practicing in retreat, comprehending martial intent, and preparing for a breakthrough to the grandmaster.

"If there is a small god fist, it is absolutely foolproof."

The bearded man Yuan Zhai was immediately overjoyed.

Even if he is an innate martial artist, he can only look up to such a legendary figure.

He couldn't even go up to the gold list, and the reason why he was able to become the owner of the secret village of the Ma bandits in Yuming County was also because of the support of the Longmen Zhao family.

Perhaps at the beginning, the appearance of the bandits was only because the people could not survive under the drought and famine, and had to gather a crowd to rebel.

After several years of development and purging, the nature of the bandits has already changed, and they have been manipulated by many forces in the six southeastern states and become a tool for personal gain.

After returning to Black Iron City, Ye Cheng immediately sent Bai Yulang to Fengming Mountain's Five Eyes Peak to find out.

Fengming Mountain is very large and the terrain is complex.

If you don't figure out the shape and route, it will definitely not work to rush people up.

After Bai Yulang returned, Ye Cheng got a fairly detailed map, and after some analysis, he began to dispatch troops.

In order to prevent the grass from startling the snake.

He didn't use the Splitting Wind Army this time.

Such a large troop movement is too loud.

Moreover, the march will also be slow.

The so-called soldier is fast, and he must use lightning speed to eliminate the bandit's lair on the Wuyan Ridge of Fengming Mountain.

This time, he only mobilized two elite battalions of the Splitting Wind Army, about 1,800 people.

In addition, there are hundreds of black-clad guards.

The number of all innate martial artists added up to nearly twenty.

By the early hours of the morning, more than 2,000 people had left the Black Iron City without torches.

Ye Cheng did not say the destination of the operation in advance.

If you know the real destination, you can only talk about a few people.

When the team arrived at a valley under Fengming Mountain, the sky was already dark, and Ye Cheng asked the team to stop and repair.

"All the soldiers of the Wind Splitting Army, as well as the colleagues of the Black-clothed Guard, our purpose this time is the bandits' lair on the Wuyan Ridge of Fengming Mountain, and we must catch them all. Once it is done, the envoy will surely take credit for you. ”

Ye Cheng opened his mouth and said.

His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

With a wave of his hand, Captain Song and Captain Xu, with their respective battalions of soldiers, left the valley and went straight to the location arranged by Ye Cheng.

Moreover, Ye Cheng also deliberately arranged for two shadow guards to follow.

The two strongest captains of these two battalions, that is, the top acquired level, are difficult to intercept if they encounter an innate martial artist who has fled.

Ye Cheng also led hundreds of black-clothed guards to quietly touch towards Wuyan Ridge along a rather hidden mountain road.

By the time I came to the vicinity of Wuyan Ridge, it was already dawn.

Along the way, he encountered several bandit secret sentinels, but under Ye Cheng's advance induction, all of them were successfully unplugged.

It was only when he touched the outside of the bandit village that he finally alarmed the bandit sentry.

Ye Cheng didn't hide it, and immediately waved his hand, and many black-clothed guards performed light skills and went straight to the bandit village.

The bandit village became boiling, and bandit figures appeared on the arrow towers one by one, and messy arrows shot over.

Ye Cheng led a group of innate martial artists and rushed into the stockade, and under the shadow of the sword and sword, the screams came and went.

The bandits' defensive resistance was not strong, and they were soon killed by the black-clothed guards into the depths of the stockade, and strong resistance began to appear.

"Haha, eunuch, we've been waiting for you here for a long time."

Suddenly, a rough laugh rang out, followed by a bearded man standing on the earthen platform with a ghost-headed broadsword.

Behind him stood more than a dozen fierce bandit leaders.

At least it's also a top-level acquired martial artist.

Immediately after, the bearded man waved his hand, and suddenly some bandits suddenly lifted some of the grass piles, revealing a bed crossbow inside.

There are more than a dozen.

On each bed crossbow, the dense thick arrows are terrifying.

Buzz.

With a piercing scream, hundreds of sharp arrows shot out, covering the area where Ye Cheng was located like a dark cloud.

Ye Cheng's eyes narrowed when he saw this scene.

Military bed crossbows.

It appeared in the lair of the bandits.

Those who operate the bed crossbow don't seem to be ordinary bandits.

Moreover, under his induction, there are more than a dozen powerful auras hidden, and I am afraid they are all innate martial artists.

There is one strand of them, which is particularly strong.

It seems that the spy Liao Liang was able to escape alive, and I am afraid that Zhao Xiangyun did it intentionally.

It's ridiculous that these people think they can take this opportunity to ambush themselves.

As long as it is not for the grandmaster's action, today's bandits, including the black hands behind them, will be meat buns and dogs, and there will be no return.

Suddenly, with a wave of the evil sword in Ye Cheng's hand, the sword qi in the sky bloomed out, like a peacock opening the screen, and the dense rain of arrows was directly crushed.

Only the scattered surroundings have no impact.

The bearded man suddenly showed jealousy on his face, and with this hand alone, he knew that he was not an opponent.

"Gonggong Ye, it is said that you have entered the realm of a half-step grandmaster, and now it seems that the rumors are true, a half-step grandmaster who is less than thirty years old, but unfortunately, your good future is going to be ruined here."

Suddenly, several more figures came out of another room.

The first person is about thirty or forty years old, tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dignified appearance, majestic and majestic, with hands behind his back, and his tone and demeanor are quite like a grandmaster.

"Little God Fist Zao Wou-Ki?"

Ye Cheng showed a hint of surprise.

No wonder these people dare to set up an ambush for themselves.

This Zao Wou-Ki ranked third on the gold list, and a pair of divine fists were invincible all over the world.

"It seems that your Longmen Zhao family is manipulating the rebellion of the bandits behind your back, and the evidence is conclusive."

Ye Cheng sighed and said.

"Grandpa Ye, is there or not, it's not up to you to decide, because dead people can't speak."

Xiao Shen Fist Zhao Wuji said indifferently.

"The people of your Zhao family are really more crazy than the other, what kind of Confucian Zhao Chunfeng is like this, and you are also like this, I hope you can wait for a while, and you can go on like this."

Ye Cheng smiled, but he was very cold.

To deal with forces like the Zhao family, it is absolutely impossible to restrain them with legal principles and morality.

The only way to do this is to completely destroy it physically.

Because they have despised the imperial power from the bottom of their bones, and regarded the people like ants.

"Look for death."

Xiao Shen Fist Zhao Wouji's eyes were cold, and his killing intent was boiling.

The next moment, he slammed on the ground, and with a roar and vibration, Zao Wou-Ki rushed towards Ye Cheng like a cannonball.

Before the person arrived, a fierce momentum roared like a stormy wave.

The many innate martial artists standing around Ye Cheng all felt a sense of suffocation coming over them.

Although Zao Wou-Ki was not a grandmaster, he did not comprehend martial intent.

But if this person can become a half-step grandmaster, he must have a grandmaster weapon and can reach the level of inducing martial intent.

Long-term exposure to martial intent, naturally, will also be contaminated with this martial intent in spiritual temperament, which has a natural deterrent effect on ordinary innate martial artists.

"It is worthy of being called the Little God Fist, it is really fierce and arrogant."

Ye Cheng showed admiration on his face.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant this person is, he does have this qualification.

"Good time."

Ye Cheng's evil sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

The sword qi is in a line.

Condensed to the extreme.

Rumble!

A fist tore through the air and descended suddenly.

Ye Cheng's long sword seemed to be bent by this fist, and the force of the fierce tsunami surged.

Pedal, pedal, pedal.

Ye Cheng took three steps back.

And Zao Wou-Ki also took three steps back.

He withdrew his fist, and there was a silver-white fist on it.

Obviously, this fist should be a grandmaster weapon.

The material is extraordinary, and in the collision just now, the fist glove was unscathed.

You must know that Ye Cheng's evil sword is not an ordinary sword, coupled with the power increase of innate true qi, even steel is as fragile as paper.

But he couldn't leave a mark on this boxing glove.

"It is rumored that Zhao Yulin, the first master of the Shenwu Academy, once used to be a powerful man with an eight-armed divine fist, and he shocked the world, thinking that this is the silver jade fist, it is really extraordinary."

Ye Cheng didn't attack, but pulled a sword flower and chuckled.

This Zhao Yulin was famous for playing a divine fist back then.

And this Zao Wou-Ki is obviously the martial arts inheritance of Zhao Yulin, so he has the name of Little God Fist.

"That's right, this is the silver jade fist glove, but Ye Gonggong's evil sword is also worthy of its name."

Zhao Wouji's face was solemn, because of the confrontation just now, he knew that Ye Cheng was an unprecedented rival, definitely not inferior to the top five half-step grandmasters on the gold list.

This also made him think more and more about getting rid of Ye Cheng.

A half-step Grandmaster who is less than thirty years old will definitely become a big problem for these big families in the future.

The next moment, his arms shook, his feet stomped violently, accompanied by a roar and scream, attacking towards Ye Cheng, and his two arms swung to the extreme, producing the feeling of eight arms.

This is the famous mastery of Zhao Yulin, the Divine Fist - the Eight-Armed Divine Fist.

In an instant, the rolling fist was like a meteor catching the moon, and it suddenly smashed towards the space where Ye Cheng was, and the momentum was terrifying, showing the power of the eight-armed divine fist.

Ye Cheng's sword technique is exquisite, his body technique is incredibly fast, and the Dao sword flickered, blooming in the air, colliding with that Dao fist, and exploding.

Two figures.

One fierce, one ghostly.

Move fast, clash fast.

Everywhere you go, it's as if you've been crushed by thousands of troops.

On the surface, it seems that Zao Wou-Ki has the upper hand.

But only Zao Wou-Ki felt that he couldn't break through Ye Cheng's sword defense at all.

On the contrary, it was the eighteen swords to ward off evil spirits, ghostly and gloomy, fast to the extreme, and combined with Ye Cheng's super strong body, Zhao Wuji became more and more frightened the more he fought.

Ye Cheng was not in a hurry to change the situation, but wanted to use this Zhao Wuji to hone the eighteen swords to ward off evil spirits.

Although his cultivation realm is far beyond that of Zao Wouji.

But his actual combat experience is weak.

Now that there is an opponent who is suitable for sword training, he will naturally not let it go.

"Eight Stars Burst Moon."

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji roared, and the originally fierce fist momentum climbed again, and the eight fist shadows condensed, like stars hanging in the air, and at the same time, an indescribable violent fluctuation suddenly erupted.

This fluctuation is full of ferocity, savagery, killing, and destruction.

Any innate martial artist, under the interference of this fluctuation, will definitely be frightened, his true qi will be out of control, and he will have no fighting spirit at all.

Martial Intent!

This Zao Wou-Ki actually triggered the martial intent contained in the Silver Jade Fist, and with the strongest move in the eight-armed Divine Fist he unleashed, he broke out a killing blow at Ye Cheng.

(End of chapter)