The border cities bordering the Sutang Empire and the Southern Dynasties have always been calm and stable, but tonight in the three hundred miles of wasteland, there will be a group of elusive horse thieves and mountain bandits of unknown origin.

This may sound incredible to anyone, but it exists.

Just as before the arrival of the Nine Emperors of the Sutang Empire, no one would have expected that the great masters of the Void Realm, such as the Tyrant Gun, Taigong Pole, Chang'an Yue, and Nirvana Fire, would appear in this barren land in a concentrated manner.

There are no absolutes, everything has a cause.

Su Hanshan, who was surrounded by mountain bandits, leaned vigilantly against the carriage, and his hand holding the lantern was slightly forced.

He looked at the horse thief who was covered in black cloth and only showed a pair of eyes that stared at his prey viciously...... When his gaze swept over the two of the horse thieves, Su Hanshan was suddenly stunned.

My heart was cold.

Su Hanshan, who has practiced Buddhism since childhood, has the ability to never forget, and also has the ability to recognize people and things. He saw two figures in the eyes of the two horse thieves, Dong Bo Wu and Hu Ji!

Even though they were disguised and looked like the rest of the horse thieves, Su Hanshan still recognized them at a glance.

He stared at Dong Bowu's eyes: "Why?"

Dongbo Wu, who was born in Yanyu Villa, no longer concealed it, and since he was recognized as an identity, he simply removed the black cloth covering his face and hugged his fist at Su Hanshan: "Your Highness really has good eyesight, Dongbo Wu admires!"

Thinking of all the way back to the north, Su Hanshan felt still incredulous: "Our detailed itinerary all the way was deliberately leaked by the two of you?"

Dong Bo Wu did not deny it: "Yes. ”

Su Hanshan squeezed the pole in his hand hard, he suppressed his anger, and asked, "So I'm going to die here?"

Su Hanshan figured it out.

The three-hundred-mile wasteland slaughter was simply a well-arranged pocket, and the direction of his escape was the bag that the people behind the scenes had deliberately left.

The real purpose of the hundred soldiers masters who appeared along the way was not to kill themselves, but to play the role of collecting the pockets, gradually stripping the people around them, and then chasing them in the direction of the tight pockets, sending them to this group of horse thieves of unknown origin, and killing people with knives.

In the end, the result announced to the public was that the Nine Emperors of the Sutang Empire died under the knife of an unknown horse thief who left the city of Daliang.

In this way, the behind-the-scenes planner can not only get rid of the big trouble in his heart, but also do not need to be charged with killing the prince, killing two birds with one stone.

With such a far-sighted arrangement, Su Hanshan felt that the person behind the scenes who wanted to put himself to death was too gloomy and terrifying.

Dong Bo Wu took out the scimitar on his waist with a chill Sensen, clamped the horse's belly, and slowly walked out: "I will let His Highness have no pain!"

Su Hanshan sneered: "Thank you." ”

It's a sarcasm.

Watching Dong Bo Wu approaching step by step, Su Hanshan, who should have regarded death as home, silently ran the Taixuan Sutra.

He said that this life is not easy to come by, and it carries the hard work of too many people, and he will cherish it. No matter what desperate situation he faces, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, his will to survive will not be extinguished.

For the father, for the sake of Master Li, for the master, for the monks of Zenkong Temple, for the prince Li Tianxia, for Wuyang, for the predecessors of Huangmei...... For all those who do not want to see him die.

The true qi in the body operated according to the way recorded by the Heart Buddha's palm, and Su Hanshan's palm holding the lamp pole had a faint flash of golden light.

Dong Bo Wu stopped in front of him and raised the knife in his hand.

Su Hanshan held his breath and stared, lightly locking his sword eyebrows.

The moment when life hangs by a thread.

The knife had not yet fallen, and the sound of camel bells suddenly sounded in the wind in the dead night. The ringtone is crisp and pleasant, from far to near.

At first glance, it was unusual, but as the voice got closer and clearer, dozens of horse thieves in black and swords began to feel upset.

The sound of camel bells seems to have a strange frequency connection with their heartbeat and breathing.

They were being pulled, sometimes tight and violent, sometimes long and gentle. Even the true qi in the body is flowing in disorder, unable to control itself, like a sign before going mad.

As a result, the horse thief, who was a little lacking in martial arts cultivation, suddenly leaned and fell silently from the horse, without even a painful moan.

The accomplice beside him held a torch and glanced at the man who had fallen into the wasteland, and the firelight actually shone on his terrifying face, bleeding from seven holes!

Instantly, a feeling of strangeness and fear invaded everyone's hearts.

The horse shook her head irritably, and the relatively high cultivation of the orchid also began to blur her eyes and breathe rapidly, she pulled off the black cloth with difficulty, and called weakly: "Senior brother!"

A call made Dong Bo Wu suddenly sober up a little, and the sound of camel bells echoing in his ears made his heart palpitate and sweat on his forehead. He stared at Su Hanshan coldly, his murderous aura poured out, and the hand holding the scimitar slashed abruptly.

Su Hanshan, who was not disturbed by the sound of the camel bell, took advantage of Dong Bowu's distraction, and put his left hand next to his right hand holding the lantern pole, and his hands were already quietly bearing the dreadnought seal.

Seeing that knife was slashed, Su Hanshan, who was ready to fight to the death, had his eyes slightly condensed, and secretly said a word in his heart.

His body suddenly erupted with a strong golden light, and a phantom figure of a golden-body Arhat who was not very solid appeared from behind him with a fearless palm print.

The sound of golden knives striking each other echoed, shaking the eardrums.

Dong Bo Wu, who slashed at the top of the head of the golden-bodied Arhat Phantom, was shocked and flew out, his body broke away from the horse, and he was shocked ten meters away, and fell the muddy wasteland.

With a pop, Dongbo Wu spat blood from his mouth, looked at Su Hanshan, the Nine Emperor Princes, who was covered in golden light, with an incredible face, and broke his breath extremely unwillingly.

"Senior brother!"

Hu Ji snorted, and seeing that her senior brother had lost his life, she couldn't care about anything else, so she drew out her scimitar and ordered the horse thieves beside her: "Kill him!"

As soon as this voice fell, the horse thieves used their true qi one after another, slapped the horses with their blades, and sprinted towards Su Han Mountain.

Su Hanshan, the ninth prince of the Ninth Emperor, has only cultivated a kind of Buddhist mudra in the heart of the Buddha's palm so far, and it is pure luck to resist the knife of Dongbo Wu. In the face of the horse thief's sprint, Rao is incomparably thick true qi in his body, and he is afraid that he will also be crushed or chopped into pulp.

In the midst of despair, the unthinkable happened.

The horse thieves had only taken a few steps before one by one they fell to the ground. The strange death is exactly the same as the first horse thief who bleeds from seven holes.

In this way, nearly forty killers pretending to be horse thieves fell on the way to Su Hanshan, until the last fallen orchid.

These people, including Dong Bowu, didn't even know what was going on temporarily.

Su Hanshan was not afraid.

The golden light on his body gradually weakened, and then the golden body of the arhat dissipated. His legs were a little weak, and he held on to the carriage and took a few breaths. Looking at the horse thieves who fell on the wasteland one by one, thinking about how there could be such a terrifying evil method in the rivers and lakes, could the camel bell still kill people?

He looked up in the direction from which the voice came, and a strange shadow came into view from the night in the distance.

It was a woman in red on a camel.