The Silver Serpent King is an extremely conceited man.

As one of the only two Lingzun bosses in the prairie, except for the nine-headed dragon known as the "No. 1 Strongman of the Prairie", he hardly takes anyone in his eyes.

From the moment he appeared, his eyes were always on the "old rival" Hydra, and he didn't care about the guards of the merchant convoy at all.

Therefore, when he saw a young man in white with a smile on his face suddenly appear in front of him, his thinking could not be changed for a while, he just stared at the other party in a daze, but did not speak.

"Uncle, are you here to rob our convoy?" Zhong Wen asked with a grin.

"Not bad. The Silver Serpent King instinctively blurted out, "Little one, you might as well bring a message to those who can call the shots, and obediently leave the carriage and the woman, and I can consider letting the others leave alive." ”

"Then are they all here to rob?" Zhong Wen asked, pointing to the other major horse bandit forces.

"If they don't come to rob, won't they come to see the show?" the Silver Serpent King gradually came back to his senses, a hint of tyranny flashed in his eyes, and a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's good, that's good. Zhong Wen nodded, let out a long breath and said, "Since they are all enemies, then I don't have to show mercy to my subordinates." ”

"Mercy?" the Silver Snake King looked at the unashamed young man in front of him, and almost laughed out loud, "Little guy, are you going to make a move on us?"

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhong Wen suddenly took a step and stretched out his right hand to grab him in the face.

The Silver Snake King showed a contemptuous smile on his face, and was about to raise his snake spear to stab this young man who didn't know the height of the sky, when he suddenly felt his heart beat violently, the blood in his body flowed backwards, and the whole person fell into stiffness, unable to move for a while, and could only watch Zhong Wen's palm get closer and closer to him.

"Bang!"

The second strongest man in the dignified grassland, the horse bandit boss at the Lingzun level, was actually grabbed by Zhong Wen in the face, pressed on the grass fiercely, the whole person was embedded in the soil, the snake spear in his hand flew out of his hand, jumped several feet, and was obliquely inserted on the ground, and the spear shaft shone with dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.

"Boss!"

The horse bandits behind the Silver Snake King were shocked when they saw this, and they rushed forward one after another, wanting to rescue their own leader, but they felt a momentum like Mount Tai falling from the sky, one by one, they were weak and couldn't move, and they saw that their eldest brother was being pressed to the ground and rubbed not far away, but they were helpless.

"Click!"

Zhong Wen's hand was slightly forced, and there was a crisp sound of bone breaking.

He let go of his hand and stood up, revealing the painful and distorted face of the Silver Snake King, the horse bandit leader at this time had his eyes bulging, his cheeks were deep, there were several unnatural slight bulges on the surface of his skin, and his mouth and nose had long since lost his breath, and he seemed to have died.

With a successful blow, Zhong Wen did not stop, directly pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped into the air, and a blue-gray long sword appeared in his hand at some point.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

He raised his long sword above his head, and thousands of spiritual power long swords suddenly appeared behind him, each spirit sword was shining with golden light, exuding a terrifying aura that terrifying the soul, like a locust plague passing through, densely filling the sky.

"No! Retreat!" the one-armed swordsman shouted as he turned his head to the bandit behind him.

However, before the group of horse bandits could react, Zhong Wen had already exuded a surging momentum like a mountain and a sea, enveloping all the six major forces gathered by the Silver Snake King.

The one-armed swordsman and others suddenly felt weak, and they were about to move to dodge, but they couldn't even lift their hands, and many people couldn't clamp their legs, and they fell off their horses one after another, and the sound of "plopping and plopping" continued to sound on the whole grassland.

This、This is!

The nine-headed dragon's eyes shot out with a surprised light, obviously he didn't expect that in this convoy, there was such a terrifying existence hidden, even if his team was far away and not within the range of Zhong Wen's momentum, the horse bandits under his command were still in an uproar, and their faces all showed panic.

"If you are still doing this in your next life, remember to keep your eyes open before choosing a target. Zhong Wen said lightly, and then the long sword in his hand lightly pointed, and the ten thousand spirit swords behind him shot down at the same time, turning into a golden light in the sky, like a meteor shower, and fell fiercely on the heads of many horse bandits.

"Ahh

The whole prairie suddenly wailed all over the wilderness, screaming miserably, and the horse thieves of the six major forces were fixed by Zhong Wen, like a live target, and they carried down the terrifying power of the Holy Spirit grade spiritual skill "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", which was absolutely unfortunate, but in just a few dozen breaths, the three thousand horse bandits, including several leaders such as one-armed swordsmen, were all killed, and none of them were spared.

There was silence all around, the ground was full of horse bandit corpses, and the splattered blood dyed the grassland half red and half green, with a faint hint of pink, and the breeze blew, and the three-color grass blades swayed, revealing a little bleak beauty.

Zhong Wen still held the sword in one hand, hanging quietly in the air, the hem of the white robe fluttering in the wind, like a heavenly immortal descending into the world, making people unconsciously feel admiration and fear.

"W-Is this still a human?" said the Heavenly Wheel Guard, who had spoken disrespectfully to Zhong Wen before, had an incredible look on his face, and kept muttering to himself.

"It turns out that Brother Zhong Wen has been promoted to the Spirit Venerable!" Ma Yun clenched his fists fiercely, his tightly hung mind finally relaxed, and his eyes showed an irrepressible look of excitement, "This kind of genius is really unheard of!"

"Such a young Lingzun is completely unreasonable!" Cao Da's face was full of shock, and it took a long time before he reached out and rubbed his eyes and said, "Young Master, such a peerless genius, even if he can't make friends, he must not be offended." ”

Shui Wufeng's face showed disbelief, and he opened his mouth to refute, but in the end he couldn't speak.

It was really Zhong Wen who pinched the death spirit venerable with one palm, and the picture of slaughtering three thousand horse bandits with another move was too shocking, Rao is Xiaozheng is newborn calf, young and vigorous, but he still felt palpitations, and he wanted to say two sentences, but he couldn't do it.

It's this kind of psychic skill again!

Ji Weizhu's fair face showed surprise again.

On Qingfeng Mountain, she had seen Lin Zhiyun use the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", and she was very impressed by this spiritual skill at that time.

What was surprising was that this time I finally saw the true power of the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", which was much stronger than the Holy Land Spiritual Technique that I had cultivated, and I didn't know how such a secular sect as the Floating Flower Palace was acquired.

The joy is that there is such a top spiritual skill, no matter which force it is placed in, it can be regarded as a mastery of the town faction, Zhong Wen can be taught by Lin Zhiyun, it can be seen that he is quite favored in the Floating Flower Palace, and the living environment will not be bad.

She didn't know that the fact was the opposite, Lin Zhiyun's "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" was the same as Zhong Wenxue's.

At this time, Zhu Ma was sitting cross-legged on the back of the toad Wentai, with colorful Xiao Zhu crawling on his shoulders, and a pair of bright big eyes stared at Zhong Wen's magnificent figure like a god of war in the air, without blinking.

If the most shocked, it is the nine-headed dragon that stopped in front of the convoy.

Even through the mask, you can feel the wavering in the heart of this Spirit Venerable Boss.

And the thousands of horse bandits behind him were even more panicked, and many of them even turned their horses' heads, quietly broke away from the team, and slipped away.

At this time, Zhong Wen, who was suspended in the air, finally tasted the fun of pretending to be forced, and the dragon shadow appeared again under his feet.

Almost at the same time, his figure had appeared less than a foot away in front of the nine-headed dragon, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly staring at the leader of the horse bandits who was famous in the grassland.

The two men confronted each other at such close proximity, and neither of them spoke.

The whole grassland fell silent again, everyone held their breath, not even daring to take a breath of air, the air seemed to freeze, only the neighing of unicorn horses and the sound of horses' hooves came to their ears from time to time.

"Is it too late for me to retreat now?" Eventually, it was the Hydra who broke the silence first.

"Since I have formed a bond, I have no intention of letting the tiger return to the mountain. Zhong Wen said with a smile, "After all, you have a spiritual cultivator, although you are pitifully weak in my eyes, it is difficult to guarantee that one day you will cause trouble to the rest of the Chamber of Commerce." ”

"I can swear to God that I will never take revenge on you or those around you. The nine-headed dragon swore an oath.

"The horse bandit's oath means nothing to me. Zhong Wen shook his head and said, "Besides, killing a thousand of you is just a gesture of effort, and it doesn't take much effort, so why not do it?"

"Looks like I'm in the middle of nowhere. The nine-headed dragon sighed and slowly raised his broadsword, "Come on, it's a joy to be able to fight a character like you." ”

"Fighting, you think too highly of yourself. Zhong Wen sneered, the tiger's body shook, and released an unparalleled terrifying momentum, "Between ants and elephants, where is the battle to speak of?"

What kind of monster is this?

The nine-headed dragon only felt that his momentum was completely suppressed by Zhong Wen, and before he could fight, he had already developed a suffocating feeling of difficulty breathing, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

is also a spirit venerable, it is the first time for him to encounter this kind of absolute crushing momentum, and he can't help but feel a sense of disbelief in his heart, and he is about to strengthen his spiritual power to fight back, when suddenly his body shook, and he actually fell from the horse, "bang" and smashed on the ground, trembling and rolling, as if he had suffered great pain.

What's the situation?

Could it be that my lord's spirit is so good?

Zhong Wen didn't expect this scene to happen, he couldn't help but be confused, his face was confused, and he didn't know how he could rely on a look to roll the Spirit Venerable powerhouse all over the ground.

When the more than 1,000 horse thieves saw that the leader had fallen, they only said that Zhong Wen had used some magical means, and they could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and they all became agitated.

"Run!"

At this time, I don't know who shouted, and the horse bandits, who were already panicked, seemed to have been instructed, where could they still take care of the nine-headed dragon lying on the ground, and they all rode their horses and turned around, scattering and fleeing.

However, dozens of breaths, as many as a thousand horse bandits, the team of horse bandits ran away with only four people.

Zhong Wen's divine sense swept away the four horse bandits surrounding the nine-headed dragon, and he was quite surprised to find that they all possessed the Heavenly Wheel cultivation.

After another moment, the trembling body of the nine-headed dragon finally calmed down, and even with the mask, Zhong Wen could tell from the sharply undulating chest that he was gasping for breath with difficulty.

"You, the leader of the bandits, are really a failure. Zhong Wen dissipated the momentum on his body and sighed softly, "Of the thousand subordinates, there are only four who are willing to stay for you." ”

"I originally came from a wealthy family in the Fulong Empire, but it was only because of the failure of the power struggle and the expulsion that I gathered a team of horse bandits on the grassland, and I just used each other with those thousand subordinates, and I didn't have any feelings. The nine-headed dragon said in a weak voice, "Only the four of them are my retainers, so they will not care about their own safety and stay with me to live and die together." ”

"What's the matter with your illness?" Zhong Wen suddenly asked.

"The root of the disease that fell in the family struggle at the beginning. The nine-headed dragon replied, "From time to time, it recurs, and there is no cure." ”

"With such a body, you dare to come out and rob it. Zhong Wen shook his head again and again, expressing puzzlement.

"Since such a team has been pulled, I am naturally responsible for feeding them. The nine-headed dragon sighed and said, "As a horse bandit, if you don't come out to rob, will you drink the northwest wind?"

"You're really different from those bandits. Zhong Wen took a step forward and slowly raised his right hand, "Before you die, you might as well leave your real name." ”

"My real name is Qiu Tianlong. The nine-headed dragon's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he replied slowly.

"Are you an enemy of the imperial capital?"

Blue Mountain swordsman Cao Da's face changed, and he couldn't help but blurt out.