"Senior Brother Luobei, I didn't expect you to be kidnapped by the Black Wind Ancestor, but you had such an opportunity. ”

Four riders and four people walked on the cold flat wasteland. The wind blew through the wilderness, and some dead leaves and broken grass had just fallen on the bodies of the four people, and they were immediately swept away.

Luobei and Cai Shu, Lin Hang, and Xuan Wuqi were on their way to Wajian Mountain.

The four of them want to go to Wajian Mountain, because Wajian Mountain Bantianyun is notoriously ruthless, and there is a murderous reputation that let one of them die, and the enemy will have to pay back at the cost of ten people, and this time so many people were killed by Luobei and Caishu and others, if Luobei and Caishu and others left, I am afraid that according to Bantianyun's murderous name, not only Xu Rongji's caravan, but even these thousand victims will be killed by them to vent their anger.

In troubled times, the rogues rely on force, and they rely on the reputation of murder.

Cai Shu, Lin Hang, and Xuan Wuqi also relied on Xu Rongji to reunite with Luobei here, and because of this, Luobei and the other four couldn't ignore it.

"Shopkeeper Liao said that Bantianyun has a total of three village masters, and that mixed yuan son is the three village masters, presumably the other two village masters are also cultivators. According to my heart, I must get rid of this Tile Blade Mountain Bantianyun and put life and death aside, but in this troubled world, I have removed Bantianyun, and I don't know if there will be another rogue. ”

"The law of the jungle eats the strong, even the cultivators have become the leaders of the robbers, and some cultivators are attached to the strong to get what they want, and the countries are at war, and there must be many cultivators in the army, and these cultivators have their own masters, and if they interfere, it will cause disputes between various sects. ”

Luo Bei pulled his clothes, in this desolate wasteland, which should have been fertile land, he couldn't help but have the idea that if he assisted a country and unified the world, he would no longer have such a troubled world. But then Luo Bei himself overturned his own idea.

A cultivator with profound magic skills can be worth an army of thousands and tens of thousands of people alone, but the reason why the ordinary sects will not intervene in the disputes of the world is because of mutual constraints, and the kings will be on each side, and there may be cultivators, or forcibly intervene, maybe killing a few cultivators with origins will cause a fight between the Xuanmen, and it may be even more chaotic at that time.

"No wonder the book says that the benevolent are invincible, and those who win the hearts of the people win the world, which is difficult to work if you want to rely on strength for a while to calm the world. ”

The old horse knows the way, the horses ridden by the four people are all the horse thieves of the Tile Blade Mountain just now, the four of them reunited after a long absence, and they did not deliberately restrain themselves between casual conversations, and these horses also walked in the direction of the Tile Blade Mountain on their own.

On the left is a large bare riverbed, which had only been flooded ten days earlier, but after the flood, it was already dry. In troubled times, if you don't repair water conservancy, that's the case. On the right side is a plain overgrown with weeds, and when you look at the past dozens of miles, the Wajian Mountain, which is more than 100 zhang high, appears alone in the cold wind.

"It's no wonder that the people of Wajian Mountain choose this kind of hybrid horse with strong legs, not a Dawan horse that purely pursues speed!"

Luo Bei, Cai Shu, Lin Hang, and Xuan Wuqi just saw this mountain more than 100 zhang high at a glance, and they couldn't help but squint their eyes in the wind.

What is called natural risk, this tile blade mountain in front of you is called a real natural risk.

This is not a particularly lonely mountain, flat and narrow, all around it is as vertical and handsome as an axe and machete, really like a huge tile standing between heaven and earth, only on the side of Luobei and Caishu, Lin Hang, and Xuanwuqi, there is a mountain road about the width of a carriage, at an angle of about forty degrees, zigzag winding upwards.

Ordinary horses, on such a mountain road, even if they drag the carriage, may not be able to reach the top of the mountain, they are exhausted, and this kind of mountain road, one side is a cliff, the average coachman, at all, do not dare to drive the carriage on this kind of mountain road, accidentally fall down the abyss, fall to pieces.

On these zigzag-shaped mountain roads, there are huge log piles driven into the mountain at every other point, and there are seventeen or eighteen mountain gates and corner towers built at a glance. And many of the joints of the logs, shining yellow, were riveted with copper bars.

If you attack from this kind of mountain road, not only can these mountain gates and corners be attacked vertically, but even the mountain road above can be shot with bows and arrows, and falling rocks can hit the enemy on the mountain road below.

This is not a cottage of horse thieves, but an impregnable city!

Luo Bei can be sure that even if an army with a number of hundreds of times the number of Wajian Mountain and half a cloud comes, it will definitely not be able to attack this Wajian Mountain, and at most it can only surround Wajian Mountain to death.

"The only drawback of this impregnable place is that the mountains are too small to be self-sufficient, and a lot of rice must be stored. ”

Just for a moment, when he saw this Tile Blade Mountain, Luo Bei was already sure that according to the neat lineup of those horse thieves in the Tile Blade Mountain, just like the posture of the elite troops in the army, this Tile Blade Mountain must not be as short of rice and grain as the man in the blade armor said, but should have a large amount of rice and grain in reserve.

Now that there is a shortage of rice and grain within a thousand miles, they must have just taken precautions.

"Woooooooooooo

A strange trumpet sounded from the top of the Tile Blade Mountain.

A large row of eyes flashing with hostility have been revealed on the corner tower, dozens of miles are plains, and the sentry on the corner tower has already discovered Luobei and his group of four, and they have also seen that the horse they are riding is a hybrid horse with long leg strength unique to them in Wajian Mountain.

"Senior Sister Caishu, Senior Brother Lin Hang, Senior Brother Xuan Wuqi, you can't fly with a sword yet, if you go up the mountain road, just the explosive flame rocket just now is not easy to resist, and these horse thieves seem to have experience in fighting with the cultivators in the army, I don't know what other magic weapons are prepared, let me go and fight first, see if I can knock down the corner tower above, and then you can follow up from the mountain road." ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Luobei, be careful. Xuan Wuqi shook his head helplessly. Although he has always been very unconvinced by Luobei, as he actually had to admit in his heart, the cultivation between him and Luobei is getting farther and farther apart.

Luo Bei nodded, and the black Three Thousand Floating Tu suddenly rushed out of the scabbard behind him.

Some cultivators who practice the Flying Sword Technique hang the flying sword around their waists, but the disciples of Shushan like to tie the sword to their backs before they cultivate to the Sword Gang realm.

The sword is tied to the back, and the action is more flexible, without much hindrance, and the three thousand floating slaughter in Luobei do not have any scabbards, just wrapped in strips of cloth, and they have killed many horse thieves, but they have picked a black scabbard from inside, although it is ordinary, it is much more convenient.

"This is the realm of Edgeworth's flight!"

Cai Shu, Lin Hang, and Xuan Wuqi saw that as soon as the black sword Hua rushed out from behind Luobei, Luobei suddenly rose into the air, as if standing in the wind out of thin air, and his attitude was indescribably chic.

Luo Bei, who cultivated the delusional Heavenly Immortal Sutra, was in good shape, tall and slender, and before he knew it, he had grown into a handsome young man.

Edgeworth walked through the air, and when he was about a thousand steps away from Wajian Mountain, the wooden doors covered with iron sheets on the corner towers suddenly opened, and one by one the ballistas made of soft steel and bowstrings were neatly pushed out of the crossbow made of tiger tendons and deer tendons.

A horn sounded, and dozens of humble-clad horse thieves in leather armor simultaneously slashed the axes in their hands into a half-arc garden, and slashed at the thick hemp rope pulled on the bowstring.

The bowstrings on these ballistas cannot be pulled in place by ordinary people, and they use small winches and tie hemp ropes to pull these bowstrings into place.

Such a ballista can reach a range of thousands of steps, and these ballistas are erected in the corner towers on the mountain wall, excited from top to bottom, and the range is far more than a thousand steps.

With an earth-shattering bang, countless huge black arrows as thick as javelins suddenly shot towards Luobei who was walking in the air.

A purple line suddenly flew out of Luo Bei's hand, boom, these javelins had just shot less than a hundred steps, and one of them was suddenly detonated by hundreds of thunderbolts, and Luo Bei suddenly accelerated his speed at this moment, and rushed over from a large area of blue-yellow air mass generated by the explosion.

These are also explosive flame arrows that specialize in breaking the true yuan and flying swords, but Luo Bei used the purple thunder yuan magnetic cone to absorb the thunder qi again when he came, and although these huge arrows were shot out with a ballista, the speed was not inferior to that of a flying sword, but they couldn't turn in the air like a flying sword, so they were suddenly blown open by Luo Bei with the purple thunder yuan magnetic cone and rushed in.

Before the people of Luobei could completely rush out of the blue-yellow gunpowder smoke mass generated by the explosion, the black sword flower had already wrenched towards a corner tower in front of them.

"Who dares to come and be presumptuous, is it to deceive me and there is no one in Wajian Mountain!"

At this moment, on a mountain road above, a middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes and dressed as a scribe suddenly flashed, with a white face and no beard, like a Hongru, with a finger of his hand, a cyan sword light flew out from in front of him, poured straight down, and fought hard with the three thousand floating slaughter in Luobei.

With a "boom", the Three Thousand Floating Slaughter was suddenly ejected by a huge force for several feet, Luo Bei's figure was shocked, and he smelled a thick smell of sulfur and stone nitrate in his mouth and nose again.

"This person also seems to be a disciple of the Laoshan faction. ”

Luo Bei suddenly felt that the power that had just exploded his three thousand floating slaughter was not the power of the true yuan on the opponent's sword, but the other party's flying sword seemed to explode like those flame-bursting rockets when it touched it, but his own flying sword was not hurt, and he didn't know what means the person who refined this sword used to refine such a flying sword.

"Huh?" the middle-aged scribe on the mountain path let out a soft sigh.