Chapter Ninety-Eight: Excuses
Qin Feng, who had become the owner of the village, had been sitting on the chair expressionlessly, and the ten rudder masters had different expressions, and more than 2,000 robbers below were arguing in a mess.
Suddenly, Qin Feng's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two breathtaking gazes came out of his eyes, as if they could see through people's hearts.
The ten cottage helmsmen noticed that Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked subconsciously, but when they made contact with those breathtaking eyes, they shivered coldly, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out behind their backs.
In this situation, the ten helmsmen were shocked, and immediately lowered their heads deeply and waited for orders.
Seeing this, a sneer flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and he deeply disdained these robber helmsmen in his heart, and he wanted to spit on their faces.
These ferocious robbers and helmsmen were so obscene among the people that they took human life like a mustard, and now they were so frightened at the sight of a human eye that it was a shame.
Next, he wants to give these people a taste of what is called fear, what is called survival and death.
The next moment, Qin Feng stood up from his chair with a thud, and swept his cold gaze towards the more than two thousand robbers under the stone platform.
When the cold gaze that poured a lot of divine thoughts into it combined with the resentment wafting in the air and swept down, the more than 2,000 noisy robbers below suddenly felt a chill behind them, as if they had entered the cold winter moon in an instant.
Suddenly, the original noisy Sunset Altar became silent, and more than two thousand pairs of eyes looked at Qin Feng on the stage in unison, but when the robbers' eyes came into contact with his gaze, they were repelled by the bone-chilling cold, and they lowered their heads one after another.
At this time, Qin Feng took the entire Sunset Altar into his eyes, and the chill in his eyes became a little stronger, and at the same time he felt remorse for not killing the scholar with his own hands.
The robbers below were lined up in ten neat formations, and each phalanx stood about two hundred people neatly, the people in the front row were holding spears, the people in the middle row were holding scimitar shields, and the people in the back row were holding bows and crossbows, and their equipment was the same as the elite troops of Qi Yueguo.
In addition, outside the ten phalanxes were stacked an acre of belongings, ranging from gold and silver jewelry, to calligraphy, painting, antiques, and ginseng and deer antler velvet.
More than 100 burly men in soft armor, holding a shield in their left hand and a sword in their right hand to guard their belongings tightly, all with cold faces and full temples, at a glance they are people who have a certain degree of martial arts.
This is clearly a copy of the original set of elite troops, and its equipment and strength even exceed those of elite armies in the general sense.
The army should protect the family and defend the country, and the scholar not only did not serve excessively, but trained such a strong bandit to bring disaster to the mortal world, which is really a crime that deserves death, and he refines his soul.
Just as he was about to launch a condensation array to combine with the resentment in the sky and let these robbers die in endless fear, a young man suddenly swept into the corner of his eye.
This young man was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his face showed a deep look of disgust, and he stood at the back of the third phalanx, and the robbers around him also showed a hint of fear when they looked at him.
Then, Qin Feng's eyes rolled, and after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly made a decision.
"Hmph. A heavy cold snort sounded in the minds of all the robbers, shaking them to a shock.
Seeing that all the robbers were concentrating, Qin Feng still maintained a cold expression, cleared his throat and said downward: "The ten helmsmen have listened to the order, the master of this village now announces a matter related to the life and death of this village, if anyone makes noise in the meeting, he will be killed directly." ”
"Yes, the master of the village......" The ten helmsmen in front of Qin Feng looked grim, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads, and they immediately agreed loudly.
Seeing this, Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction, his sharp gaze swept down, and continued: "Until now, the master of this village will not hide it from you, there are several leaders in this village above me, and they are body refiners who can compete with immortal cultivators. ”
"What, Alchemist"
"Oh my God, it's a body refiner. ”
"If I had learned alchemy, wouldn't I have been able to ascend to heaven in one step......?"
Although Qin Feng had just explained that it should not be noisy, because the news he said was too shocking, the pot still exploded below and became lively.
Seeing this, two cold lights flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, enveloping the ten rudder masters.
After the ten great helmsmen came into contact with the cold light in Qin Feng's eyes, their faces flashed with shame, and they each made several unique gestures to their phalanx.
Suddenly, a scene that surprised Qin Feng happened, after the ten helmsmen made gestures, the eyes of several people holding bows and crossbows at the end of the phalanx flashed with cold light, pulled the trigger in their hands, and only listened to the sound of swishing.
Arrows shot out of the bow and crossbow, instantly piercing through the chest, bringing up clouds of blood mist, and corpses with stunned faces fell with them.
The originally noisy sunset peak instantly regained its calm, and if you listened carefully, you could even hear the sound of a heartbeat.
Seeing that Sunset Peak was quiet, Qin Feng cleared his throat and continued:
According to reliable sources, tens of thousands of soldiers were entangled in several surrounding cities, including many masters of the rivers and lakes, ready to besiege the village together. And the several commanders also sent a message, as long as the brothers can withstand the siege, they will be qualified to practice body refining in the future and become a body refiner side by side with immortal cultivators. His voice was not loud, but it had an extraordinary penetrating power, which directly imprinted these words in the hearts of the robbers.
Hearing this, the robbers' faces were flushed, their eyes were full of madness, and they were eager to fight a decisive battle with tens of thousands of soldiers immediately.
But the sound of soul-snatching arrows from before still sounded in his ears, and although his faces were flushed with excitement, no one dared to open his mouth to say a word.
Qin Feng paused, and after taking in the demeanor of the robbers, he continued: "But the commanders have already explained that the people who participated in the battle this time must have killed people. ”
As soon as he finished saying this, he glanced at the ten helmsmen, and then said, "Give you half a pillar of incense, and dig out the waste of the lifeless nest in my hands." As long as there is the slightest mistake, you will not need to practice alchemy at that time. ”
"Yes......" The faces of the ten helmsmen immediately changed greatly, and they replied to Qin Feng with a dignified expression, and then moved their feet and walked towards the phalanx under their jurisdiction.
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At the same time, Wu Yan walked on the road where Uncle Huang died, and she was very relieved because she found that most of the dart masters appeared behind him one after another.
Uncle Nie was the closest dart master to Wu Yan, holding a python skin whip in his hand, his steps were small, and he looked around vigilantly, followed by more than a hundred dart masters with a strong expression.
Wu Yan speculated as he walked that after such a long trek, he was not far from the screams that Uncle Huang let out when he was dying.
On the way back, she had already decided that she could not leave Uncle Huang's body to the robbers no matter what, even if she risked her life for it.
"Rustling ......"
The thin old man who had just taken the antidote suddenly moved his ears, opened his cloudy old eyes, looked around vigilantly, and cursed secretly: "This old boy's poisonous needle is really difficult, it seems that you have to dodge, otherwise the situation will be really bad." ”
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