Shi Feng on the side didn't know what Xia Jiang meant, thinking that Xia Jiang wanted to win over these little bandits, and he thought it was not bad, after all, he used extraordinary means in extraordinary places.

However, what Shi Feng didn't expect, and what Xia Jiang couldn't even more unexpectedly, was that when the young man who was holding the pen heard this, after his eyes lit up, not only did he not realize it, but he also said insatiably: "Fart, look at your cart of things, they must be all spar treasures, and dare to say that the magic treasure is lacking?

When the others saw the situation, the magic weapons in their hands were also aimed at the convoy, and it seemed that if one was not good, they would take action immediately.

But at the moment when these people put on a posture, the guards around the convoy, who were originally quiet, were uniform, and immediately showed their magic weapons, but in comparison, they looked indifferent, obviously not paying attention to these minions at all.

Some of the people who were still full of momentum just now were suddenly startled when they saw this scene, and seemed to realize that the opponent was not simple, and even the young man who took the lead was stunned by the neat and orderly posture, but he quickly reacted and shouted: "Do you still dare to resist?!"

It could be seen that this young man was no longer so strong, and Xia Jiang didn't want to really fight with this gang of bandits here, so he urged him to take a few steps forward, looked around lightly, and finally looked at the young man who was holding the pen, and said, "What's your name?"

Xia Jiang no longer deliberately suppressed at this moment, using the power of Xia Yun'er's magic sound, with his calm and waveless gaze, no one dared to look directly at him, and his image instantly rose at this moment, like a giant looking down.

Sure enough, the young man who was holding the pen, who was not even a monk, collapsed instantly in the face of Xia Jiang's momentum, and almost trembled: "Horse...... Maggie ......"

"Very good, you don't have to be afraid, you go and bring me a message to Prince Bashi now, just say that I, Xia Jiang, the ninth prince of Xia Kingdom, will be waiting for him at any time in 'Guadu'. Xia Jiang looked at the other party and said, after speaking, he gave an order directly.

"Let's go. ”

Under Xia Jiang's order, the convoy immediately began to move forward, and the young man named Ma Ji who stopped in front and the people around him all immediately dispersed, and there was no longer any sound.

It wasn't until the convoy walked out that it was almost invisible, and the bandits of the hundred people began to be agitated, but the one among them, Ma Ji, actually didn't say a word, and let the few people around him push and shout, but they were indifferent.

"Hey Maggie, are you stupid, he told you to go to Prince Bashi, and you let them go? If you go to Prince Bashi, Lao Tzu won't collect your body!" A middle-aged man shouted when he saw the convoy walking away.

"yes, damn it, aren't you stupid, Maggie, have you ever seen Prince Bashi?"

"That guard seems to be quite powerful, if they do run into Prince Bashi and know that we are pretending to be his subordinates, we will be finished......"

"Forget it, Prince Bashi doesn't have time to take care of us here, but this is General Vibimu...... After the man finished speaking, he quickly covered his face and muttered to himself: "I heard that General Vibimu is immortal, if you are not dead, please forgive us! We did not intend to pretend to be your banner......"

“......”

It turned out that these people seemed to be a bunch of outright bandits, and they were still the kind of miscellaneous cards with no background, but I didn't know if Xia Jiang had made a mistake in his intuition for the first time, he vaguely felt that this young man named Ma Ji seemed to have a bit of a background, and it was precisely because of this that he said the last sentence.

Ignoring whether the group of bandits would follow, Xia Jiang led the convoy all the way to Guadu, and he tried to find a wide avenue on the route, so as not to encounter that kind of bandit interception again and waste time.

Finally, after a day of walking, Xia Jiang was satisfied, because the next journey was less than a day, and he could reach Guadu.

At this moment, the convoy came to a valley, which was relatively quiet, with no traces of war trampling and unwashed blood, no wails of refugees and the corpses of civilians who had died of starvation.

These were not Xia Jiang's feelings, but the feelings he felt from a distant gaze asking for help.

"Master, over there!" The convoy was still moving forward, but at this moment, at the foot of a mountain, four or five unscrupulous men appeared, and they were about to surround a woman, and the woman looked towards the convoy, revealing a look of obvious distress.

It was Shi Feng who prompted the voice, although the convoy was in a hurry now, but seeing this scene, he felt the need to go and see.

Seeing that this place was no longer willing to be from Guadu, Xia Jiang heard Shi Feng call him "master" again, and suddenly felt a little inappropriate, and couldn't help but say: "Captain Shi Feng, everyone will call me 'Nine Kings' in the future!" Xia Jiang didn't explain, and then said, "That woman is asking for help, I'll go take a look." ”

Shi Feng nodded at Xia Jiang's title, but he was very surprised by Xia Jiang's intuition, his cultivation was higher than that of the other party, and he only saw that there was something unpeaceful, but he didn't expect the other party to even see it for help.

Before Shi Feng could react, he found that he actually let Xia Jiang check alone, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and hurriedly followed.

"Stop!" Xia Jiang urged the horse to come closer, and at a glance he could see what was going on, it was a few little thieves bullying a young woman.

A few people smiled maliciously, feeling that here they were just the heavens, surrounding a weak woman, but they didn't expect a person to suddenly appear.

Turning their heads, they saw that it seemed to be the person who came down from the convoy, normally no matter what happened on this site, outsiders would not come to meddle with things, so they had already seen a convoy passing by and didn't care, but they didn't expect that someone would dare to come over and meddle.

"Who are you, kid? Don't you know the rules here?" one of the five men stepped forward, and the other four ignored it and continued to manipulate the woman.

When Xia Jiang saw this scene, he knew that these people were real bandit bullies, but he didn't have anything extra to say, and as soon as the Demon Devouring Sword in his hand came out, he swept it directly with a sword.

The person who came out probably would never have thought that the other party would be so decisive, and his eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to dodge this sword with anger, and reached out to take out the magic weapon from his body.

But he failed, Xia Jiang's sword swung out, like a tornado blowing over, he couldn't dodge it at all, and the whole person was directly blown away by a hurricane, and then hit the mountain wall, making a muffled sound.

Xia Jiang didn't exert all his strength, he didn't want to kill this person, but when his gaze immediately fell on the other four, he became cold.

"You... Who are you?" Seeing that one of his companions was struck away, the four of them took it seriously, one grabbed the woman, and the other three stepped forward.

"Xia Guo. Xia Jiang looked at a few people coldly and said, "Listen to your tone, should there be a backer who occupies the mountain here as the king?"

The three people who stepped forward looked at Xia Jiang separately, and found that Xia Jiang was not very old, but he was old-fashioned when he spoke, but he didn't make any immediate moves, and he seemed to have more experience than the young man named Ma Ji, but Xia Jiang saw that the cultivation of one person in the middle was slightly higher, and he was afraid that there would be a cultivator in the middle of the middle to find a fit of forty or fifty cultivation, this kind of person can perfectly master the three-grade magic weapon, and use ordinary sword magic weapons to tear the steel with sword qi.

Obviously, he found that Xia Jiang noticed him, but his gaze did not stay on Xia Jiang, but fell on Shi Feng, who was coming behind Xia Jiang.

After joining forces with Shi Feng these days, Xia Jiang already knew that Shi Feng's cultivation was much higher than him, at least ninety in fit, and according to his sense of contact with other magic weapons, he was now equivalent to a monk with a fit of more than thirty, of course, there was no way to test a person's true strength.

"Are you going to be nosy?" Seeing Shi Feng's arrival, the slightly stronger man in Xia Jiang's eyes said with a slight squint.

The tone is calm and not oppressed in the slightest......

Suddenly, Shi Feng and Xia Jiang both had this feeling at the same time, this feeling, as if he was not afraid of the two people in front of him, or even the entire team behind him.

"That's right, if you're interested, get out of here. Shi Feng didn't seem to be in the mood to say much about this kind of person, the spear shook and stood on the side, and the spear exuded four or five different fluctuations around it.

Xia Jiang, on the other hand, silently looked at the other party's eyes and observed secretly: "I don't have a magic weapon in my hand, there is an imperceptible subtle fluctuation on my chest near my heart, and there is nothing unusual in other places around...... Blue-eyed people with blue eyes and unstable blood. ”

Xia Jiang heard the old man mention that the bloodlines of this world are divided into noble and ordinary, but there are some that Xia Jiang himself has long known, that is, the strength of the natural bloodline, which can be distinguished according to the color of the eyes, the bloodline of ordinary people is black, the noble is red, and there is also this kind of unstable dìng, which is blue, Cheng dù depends on the depth of the color, but, specifically about the root of these bloodlines, I am afraid that only Xia Jiang wants to understand the profound question, the old man does not know, and naturally no one in this world will know。

And for now, the three colors of eyes are the most black, followed by blue, and red is the rarest, so in general, even if you see red, it is not particularly strange.

“...... Boy, have you seen enough?" Seeing Xia Jiang staring at him, the blue-eyed man seemed to be annoyed, but his voice was not loud, it seemed to be just some kind of warning.

Xia Jiang didn't speak, but the spear in Shi Feng's hand shook, and a wave of fluctuations scattered, ready to do it at any time.

Including the blue-eyed people, the three of them seemed to sense Shi Feng's high cultivation, and they all retreated one after another, but the blue-eyed man still looked calm and turned to Xia Jiang, repeating the previous question: "Who are you?"

Xia Jiang felt more and more that this person was not simple, and no longer ignored the other party like just now, but reported his name in detail.

"What's the matter, don't get out yet!" Unlike Xia Jiang, Shi Feng had become more and more impatient, if Xia Jiang hadn't killed that person, he felt that the four scum in front of him were already dead, at least, the blue-eyed ones would definitely be dead.

It was also under Shi Feng's warning that the three people with blue eyes took the lead, and the other person let go, and turned around and walked away with the other person.

"Nine Kings ......" Although he was a little unaccustomed to it, Shi Feng still immediately changed his name, and as he spoke, he looked at the three people who left, and said with some confusion: "Why don't you just kill these people, your subordinates don't seem to have any value when they see them!"