The team gradually entered the mountains, and on both sides of the rugged road were lush forests, mostly coniferous forests, with a few trees, wild hazelnuts and chestnuts, and a tall and dense canopy like a large green umbrella.

Witnessing the brutal slaughter of the black robe, Fang Lei couldn't stop it, but it aroused a vicious anger in his heart.

His chest would rise and fall and tremble at the scene of the killing.

It's not fear, it's fear, it's a real sensory stimulus.

At this moment, Fang Lei was crawling in the grass, the Qingmo Sword had been hidden by him, and the basket or something on his back had been put in a secret place, and now there was only one weapon on his back.

Travel light!

"I will punish the black robe with this big stick. Monopoly on all kinds of disobedience!"

The stick-like weapon on its back, taken from a wild chestnut tree, is about 1.5 meters long, and the front part is cut into the shape of a painting on the face of a mocker, and is a full, thick fist with a middle finger raised.

The body of the stick is solid, and the wood of the chestnut tree itself is very hard, and when you shake it in your hand, it bounces up slightly like fine iron, both rigid and soft.

This kind of weapon, restrained and subtle, gets rid of the sharp edge.

This is in line with Fang Lei's own character and attitude.

Seeing the copper coin left by Wu Qianqian, Fang Lei smiled sadly, "This stupid girl, didn't you make me squat on the ground with my head in my arms just now, but now I understand." Well, it's up to you to put down your little dignity now, and I'll save you once. ”

Fang Lei always has to find an excuse for his actions - to convince himself, he also has a reason.

He walked very lightly around the procession, around the mountains and forests, and quickly detoured back to the front of the road.

There was an old thatched pavilion, which looked to be some years old, and the half-rotten thatch was overgrown with wild plants, and the old rain had washed away the irregular holes.

The cold moonlight casts down from these small holes, leaving white spots in the pavilion. This pavilion was mainly used by woodcutters to rest their feet, but it has fallen into disrepair and now looks particularly dilapidated.

The cold smoke is like a curling, the fog in the mountains is very light, and on the tip of the bent and thorny grass, the mellow dew gradually condenses, bends the tip of the grass, and hurts the heart.

This team has been walking in the mountains for more than an hour, and with Wu Qianqian deliberately slowing down, the whole team is sparse and messy. Except for Zhen Li, who was always thinking about how to catch Fang Lei, the other bandits also had their own thoughts, saying a thousand ways and ten thousand, who didn't know that the Yuan Bao Sect that Lu Dao was about to arrive at was either a wolf's den or a tiger's den, and it would never be a good place to seek Taoism.

"Stop!"

Zhen Li saw the gazebo not far away, and said loudly to everyone, "Rest for a while, we have walked a little way now!"

After speaking, he strode towards the pavilion alone, and the others did not dare to approach the pavilion, so they sat on the grass on both sides of the path and communicated in a whisper.

In the gazebo, there are only two rows of benches that can be sat down, on which edible mushrooms grow. There were leaves and grass everywhere, a few small long-legged insects crawling around, and the environment inside the pavilion was worse than outside.

"It's dirty!"

Zhen Li saw the scene inside from a distance, so he simply stopped, stood on a stone with both hands in his arms.

From the reservoir to here, it has been three hours of walking, and all of them have a good foundation in martial arts, and they have walked more than forty miles of mountain roads before and after. In this distance, Fang Lei didn't show any clues at all, which undoubtedly weakened Zhen Li's vigilance a lot.

"That kid ran fast, it's a pity, it's a pity, I know that there is a treasure mountain but I go back empty-handed, if I catch that guy at the beginning, and ask him for a while, I should have a lot of gains, but it's a pity ......"

Zhen Li sighed, but he didn't know that at this moment, a shadowy air current, with the help of the surging force of the mountain wind, slowly approached Zhen Li.

At night, the mountain breeze blows.

Fang Lei didn't dare to attack Zhen Li in a state of calm wind. Not to mention that Zhen Li is a step higher than his own martial arts cultivation, even if he is a master at the level of a great martial artist, he will be immediately alert once he encounters danger, and the most direct reaction is that as long as there is danger, the cold hair will blow up.

And the other party is a martial sect-level cultivator, the induction of the martial sect level will be more obvious, often the enemy is a hundred meters away, a breath, a lurking dangerous artistic conception, will anticipate the enemy prophet.

Cultivating martial arts is not only about strengthening the body, but when you reach the martial arts level, you will have a shadowy reaction to all the sounds, tastes, and touches generated by the outside world. With the improvement of the realm, when you are promoted to the realm of martial arts and fine arts, you will feel more sharp and keen.

For example, in the present, although Fang Lei is in a stealth state, in the process of approaching Zhen Li, it will definitely cause air fluctuations, no matter how subtle this fluctuation is, it will definitely be detected under normal circumstances.

Wow!

The mountain wind rose steeply, blowing from the dense mountain forest, flying over the endless treetops, flying flowers and leaves, stirring up fragrant grass blades, setting off an undercurrent surging, from a few hundred meters away, blowing over, blowing closer.

A big stick that was with the mountain wind, silently, was already hanging on the back of Zhen Li's head, only a foot away! It couldn't see it, but it could touch it.

This is the magic of the little invisibility supernatural powers,

This foot distance is exactly at a precise slap position.

If you hit it with one blow, the amount of force used by Fang Lei is enough to make the brains of masters of the same level burst and their brains burst out!

But now he still didn't dare to make a move, because, for a martial sect-level master, even if Zhen Li didn't have any defense, he might definitely slide over and dodge.

So, the blow must be a complete hit.

If the sneak attack fails, it will be a dead end.

"Damn, no, I have to catch that stinky boy!"

Under Fang Lei's cold gaze, Zhen Li suddenly came out with such a sentence, but precisely because of the appearance of this sentence, a hideous smile curved out at the corner of Fang Lei's mouth.

The hammer of a solid big stick is smashed down hard!

"Bang!"

The muffled sound was mixed with the sound of broken bones, appearing without warning, and Zhen Li's brain thumped to the ground, falling into a brief chaos.

When he fell to his knees, Fang Lei appeared in front of him.

is still dressed in green clothes, wearing the most common Confucian hat in this world, and the soles of his feet are a pair of cloth shoes.

It's this birdman, holding a dignified wooden stick in his hand. The index finger of the fist on the end of the stick is thick, big and arrogant, and it is really fucking infuriating at a glance. As soon as the two looked at each other, the black robe made an "ah" sound, as if they were choked by something.

Crazy stick shadows, storms, splitting heads and covering faces, endlessly, desperate, disorganized, chaotic, as ruthless as you want, as ruthless!

Full range to cover any dead spots!

Hard-hitting ......

The black robe fell to the ground, like a dead dog, let people attack, although Zhen Li had already applied the Yuan Bao Sect's body protection magic skill, but every time he condensed a little bit of the air cover, he was scattered by the stick without hesitation.

In the distance, the bandits looked at this side in surprise, some people had the idea of retreating, but they were afraid that Fang Lei would chase after them, in their eyes, Fang Lei was like a villain!

Yes, a villain who is unprovoked ~~~

When the fight was almost over, Fang Lei's voice sounded, he waved his hand at the crowd, and shouted, "You guys come here, each of you has a hundred sticks, and you can go home after the fight." Otherwise, you'll be next!"

Threats, naked threats!

Then again, a lot of bandits are eager to try!

The hatsman took the lead in coming over, took the stick, and checked it in his hand, his gaze made contact with the ferocity of Zhen Li's poisonous snake before it bited, and immediately poked it at the bloody face of the black robe.

I have to say that there is a world of comparison between the cultivators and the ordinary martial artists, and I don't know what kind of exercises Zhen Li has practiced, his whole body is like a tough eraser, and the hat guest used the sharp index finger in the front of the wooden stick to poke it violently, and it actually rebounded back.

"Come on, come on, keep fighting, you mortals, mortals - I will kill you one by one, do you think I will die?

What is the Destiny Sky Lantern, Fang Lei doesn't know, and the hatsman doesn't know, but it will definitely be a very powerful way to continue life!

Therefore, the black robe can still have no fear, and can still scream like a vicious dog.

The hats poked to no avail, not once, twice, three times!

He really couldn't poke it in, so the hatsman changed to chopping, and hit a hundred sticks, he handed the stick to Fang Lei, and said indifferently, "Xie Lu Xie!"

Out of his heart, the word "Xie Lu Xie", after speaking, the hatsman turned around, just like when he came, indifferent, quiet, and calmly disappeared on this rugged mountain road.

Fang Lei thought for a while, watched the man leave, handed the stick to the second bandit, and after a violent explosion, the stick was postponed until it reached the last person, Wu Qianqian.

The green silk was messy, her eyes were full of tears, Wu Qianqian was extremely sad, she walked up and pulled out a dagger, "I'm going to kill you!"

Fang Lei shook his head, and after insisting on being rejected, Wu Qianqian took the stick and beat him again.

Wu Qianqian also left here, and after the last moment, Fang Lei looked at the black robe that was softly spread there, kicked him in the ass, and asked, "Are you happy!"

The black robe was disheveled, like a shrew who had just crawled out of the mire, and screamed, "Ha, Ha, Ha, if you deal with me like this, you are not afraid that I will return it to you tenfold." ”

Fang Lei was shocked, this guy still dared to call a murderer.

He thought for a while and said, "Don't think that I won't kill you, I'm just telling you that a killing word is not enough to vent my anger, and I have a lot of means to deal with you." ”

"What else do you want?"

The black robe screamed, Fang Lei just beat himself up now, to be honest, even if he took off his head with a knife, Zhen Li would not be able to die, as long as the fate sky lantern in the sect was still on, it would be impossible to die.

Fang Lei took out a bundle of thorns, this was a hundred-year-old thorn he cut from the mountains just now, and the toughness was super good.

Tie your black robe hands firmly and tie your feet back!

Fang Lei pulled out a knife, which he had picked up from the dead in the reservoir.

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at Fang Lei showing his knife, the black robe finally showed a trace of horror.

"Too much talk, shut up!"

"Lao Tzu ......"

The muscles on Fang Lei's face twitched, he picked up the wooden stick, straightened his posture, and aimed it at the heart of the black robe's head fiercely, "Wave!", and slammed down.

Zhen Li fainted in response!

Fang Lei peeled it all clean with a knife, and found a bag from it, and checked it with his hand, weighing more than ten catties, and stuffed it into his waist bag.

Looking at the black robe spread on the ground, Fang Lei showed a satisfied smile on his face, "This is far from enough!"

Spat at the naked black robe, Fang Lei walked away.