Chapter 31 Sima Feng Attack

Guan Hong patted the soil on his body and looked at Zhao Haoran apologetically.

Zhao Haoran smiled. Guan Hong was still very good. Hearing Master Guan's cry, the martial artist in charge of protecting the caravan quickly rushed over.

These martial artists know some ordinary skills, but dozens of people dare not provoke even ordinary mountain thieves and act vigorously, so as to ensure that more employers can hire them.

Looking at dozens of martial artists surrounding the tent, Master Guan laughed proudly, "Bad boy, come here and let me slap you a few times, and then call Grandpa a few times. Maybe I will let you go as soon as I'm happy."

Guan Hong looked uneasily at Zhao Haoran, who stood aside without any panic. Generally, there are only two situations. One is that Zhao Haoran is a fool, so he doesn't know he is afraid. The second may be that Zhao Haoran is fearless, but Zhao Haoran must belong to the second situation.

Master Guan has lived in the protection of the family since he was a child. He doesn't know anything about it. It's too late for Guan Hong to interrupt.

Zhao Haoran smiled, and with a bang, Master Guan's face on the other side also became red and swollen, and two front teeth were spit out from his mouth.

"Kill him." Master Guan's voice became a little blurred, but these martial artists couldn't laugh. Just now, they didn't even know how the other party took action, let alone killed Zhao Haoran.

However, the owner's orders cannot be obeyed. Most of the martial artists hold simple knives in their hands, and very few use long swords, which should be the leaders of the martial arts team.

The long sword took a sword flower and stabbed Zhao Haoran's chest like a poisonous snake. The sword was held by a handsome middle-aged man with a tricky angle and was definitely a master of sword.

"buzz"

Zhao Haoran accurately flicked his finger on the tip of the sword. The middle-aged man was forced to take a step back, but his heart retreated. Others may not see that he was very clear that he could hit the sword and gain an advantage at his peak. The strength of the other party was at least several levels higher than him, which was difficult. Is Tao a master of the innate realm?

Many mortals practice martial arts, but they are just some very shallow foreign kung fu, and there are many real internal masters. Even if this middle-aged man with a sword is one, the master of the innate realm he imagined is almost the limit of mortals, just equivalent to a three-star soul, and wants to go up. If you make a breakthrough, you can only practice the soul method.

Master Guan covered his face with both hands and looked at Zhao Haoran angrily, "Who can catch him alive? He will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver. If he kills, he will be rewarded 5,000 taels of silver."

Hearing Master Guan's reward, all the martial artists' eyes turned red. What is the purpose of being a martial artist to defend the caravan? It's just to make more money. Now such a good opportunity is in front of us, and no one is willing to give up. Middle-aged people with swords move their fingers and fight!

Dozens of martial artists rushed up at the same time, and Master Guan smiled and tilted his mouth. You still don't die.

Zhao Haoran snorted coldly. These people don't know how powerful they are if they don't give him some color.

"Fire Dragon Attachment"

As soon as the fire dragon came out, the middle-aged man with a sword turned pale. What kind of innate master is this? He is obviously a soul man with profound cultivation. No matter how many people there are, I'm afraid that they will go up for nothing, and the pace of moving forward slowly stops.

But most people have been covered by 10,000 taels of silver, waved a simple knife, and their eyes are shining as if the money has arrived.

"Get out," Zhao Haoran shouted angrily, and the fire soul force formed a huge circle and slowly pushed them out of Zhao Haoran's body. These martial artists were all for a living. Zhao Haoran was not a murderer, but pushed everyone aside and suffered minor injuries.

The middle-aged man with a sword threw his beloved sword to the ground and suddenly fell to the ground. "I don't know Mount Tai. Please forgive me."

Seeing that their bosses knelt down and begged for mercy, the martial artists looked at each other and didn't understand what had happened. They just knew some superficial skills. How could they be qualified to know such a powerful existence as the soul man? Middle-aged people with swords only heard what their masters said, so they knew Zhao Haoran's power.

Master Guan didn't seem to understand much about it and shouted, "Stupid, your employer is here. I ask you to kill him. What are you doing on your knees?"

Guan Hong frowned. The young master was really hopeless and couldn't even understand the situation.

The middle-aged man with a sword did not look at it at all. He just lowered his head and waited for Zhao Haoran to speak. The majesty of a soul does not allow mortals to trample on him. This is also what his master once told him that only praying for the forgiveness of the other party is the best choice.

"Get up, I can't blame you for this." Zhao Haoran is not an unreasonable person.

The middle-aged man with the sword was overjoyed, "Thank you for your forgiveness. If nothing happens, we will withdraw first."

Zhao Haoran nodded.

"Let's go, let's not do this business." The middle-aged man with the sword did not say anything more and left the place where the caravan was stationed with his own people.

"Hight, what do you want to do? I can give you an extra price of 20,000 taels or 30,000 taels, and you can make an offer. Master Guan shouted in horror and lost the cover of the martial artist. He couldn't even keep the goods. If something went wrong with hundreds of thousands of taels of goods, he couldn't afford to blame him.

The middle-aged man with the sword left without looking back. No matter how much money he had, he had to spend his life. He offended a powerful soul man, and the young master's life was finished.

Zhao Haoran walked towards Master Guan with a smile. This arrogant young master regretted it at this time. Doesn't he just want to live in a tent? What a big deal, how did it become like this?

"Gun Hong, go find someone quickly, go find someone quickly." Master Guan slowly retreated, but the whole tent was so big, how far could he retreat?

Looking at the middle-aged man with swords leaving, Guan Hong also felt that the matter was more serious than he thought. These martial artists had cooperated with their caravans for a long time and had never seen the middle-aged man with swords. The other party must be a great figure, so the warriors who forced him had to retreat.

"Little brother," after saying that, Guan Hong felt a little inappropriate, but he didn't care so much at this time. In case Zhao Haoran really killed Master Guan, his life would not be better. "Can you let the young master go once? He just didn't care about it. I hope you don't be surprised."

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. In fact, he didn't want to do anything to the young master, but just wanted to scare him and let the young master have a better memory.

"For your sake, then I will..."

It's not good. Zhao Haoran's face changed before he finished speaking. A cold breath slowly approached. It was only less than a mile away. I'm afraid he would come here in an instant.

I drove the hot wheel and wanted to leave this place quickly.

"Would you like to go? Leave it honestly." Sima Feng's disgusting voice came over and shocked people's ears. Guan Hong, who was a little strange just now, immediately understood why Zhao Haoran only said half of his words. It turned out that the enemy came to the door.

After Sima Feng lost Zhao Haoran, he didn't know where to start for a while. He remembered that he met him near Shigang City. Since there was no trace, it would be better to wait for the rabbit. Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran really came to the vicinity of Shigang City again.

The aura fluctuation between heaven and earth immediately attracted Sima Feng's attention and rushed over as soon as possible. As expected, he found Zhao Haoran. This time, he could no longer escape. As soon as Sima Feng pushed his hands, an ice wall appeared in front of Zhao Haoran, and it was impossible to leave.

Afraid of Zhao Haoran's tricks, as soon as Shura in white took action, he tried to directly control Zhao Haoran, so that he did not have a chance to resist.

"Hand of the Water God"

Compared with the last giant hand, Sima Feng used all his strength this time, and the hand of the water god was a little bigger. The surging water aura contained it and was ready to burst out the strongest power at any time. The horses of the caravan were frightened, kept hissing, and then broke free from the restrictions of the ropes and ran away.