Chapter 141 Mountain Thieves Block the Road

Opposite this inn is a medical hall. It seems that its business is also very good. Within a few hours of his observation, five or six groups of people have entered the hospital one after another. Some just hurriedly grabbed the medicine and left, and some came with injuries. The injury must have been caused by the fierce battle, and the temperament and appearance of these people are Martial arts with not low strength.

Someone was injured before the dispute began? There is only one reason - the huge forces began to "clean up" the future contenders.

Wang Wujian silently stroked the inner elixir on the flaming snake-shaped dagger and enjoyed the faint fiery soul power emanating from it.

Looking at the Wuling or the huge team leading to the northern region in twos and threes with his own eyes, Wang Wujian frowned happily. His hanging heart finally floated and positioned. At this moment, he was sure that the mouth a few days ago had caused a sensation, and a lot of martial spirits converged from all directions to the northern region, and even reached Xuanlongtan.

He was glad that he had successfully grasped the beginning of the conspiracy, but he was doubly annoyed because he could not control the end of the plan.

After dinner, Qian Qian urged Wang Wujian and others to leave immediately, because he also found that many people gathered in this town and even continued to travel without stopping, so he had to travel day and night to get there first.

The huge team will undoubtedly become a conspicuous target. In order to prevent the attack, the cunning Qian Qian did not ride his own monster, but sat in a carriage, and the car was increased from the original five dramas to twenty - he did not hesitate to pay a lot of money to take all the horses and vehicles of the only stable in the town. Buy out.

"Is this old guy going to spend his old age in that ghost place in Xuanlongtan!" Hou Aji complained.

Several luxury cars brought from Shengwu City were all used to carry food and water at this time. Wang Wujian and other six people were squeezed into an ordinary carriage at this moment, and were arranged in the middle of the convoy. The front and rear cars were from the Qian family.

"What a cunning old fox, in this way, it made later generations unable to buy foot power and fell for a day or two, and used most of the martial arts as a carriage to guard the grain and grass, thus creating an illusion that it was the owner inside." Wang Wujian said silently in his heart.

"I have entered the northern region. According to this day and night trip, I'm afraid I can reach Xuanlongtan tomorrow night." Ge Tianren said with a worried face.

"Don't worry, we will be fine." Wang Wujian comforted with confidence, "Now the world knows that there is a remnant map in Xuanlongtan. At that time, it will be easy for us to escape from the heroes."

"Unfortunately, many people will die..." Xi Diao said indifferently.

"Well, people like Qian's father and son don't die for nothing!" Hou Aji said angrily.

While talking, there seemed to be something falling from the mountain stream in front of him. There was a banging sound, and then there was the sound of the surrounding martial arts swords coming out of its sheath.

A horse came with a scream of grief. The whole group of horses was frightened and howled uneasily. The vehicles were also turbulent from left to right. Wu Ling, who followed the motorcade, hurriedly appeased the fertilized horse.

Soon, calm returned to peace outside. Wang Wujian heard someone standing in front of Qian Qian's car and reported something to him. He vaguely asked that it was that two black bear monsters jumped down from the mountain stream and killed a horse, but had been killed.

Wang Wujian didn't hear what Qian Qian said, but the team did not stop and immediately began to move forward. He began to admire the strict prohibition of this well-trained martial arts team, but it was far from the family's lizard army.

The road is pitted, and the car is undulating, which makes people feel tired.

The three roommates slept together one after another, and the other two girls also leaned in the corner of the carriage to rest. Although only Wang Wujian felt tired, he could not sleep. For several days, he had tried to heal the wounds on his body with soul power, but every time he failed, he felt a little uneasy.

He closed his eyes and thought about the scene after reaching the Xuanlongtan. Everyone would join hands to kill the bloody centipede. At this time, he could take the opportunity to hide. Next, if no one could find the remnant map, they would ask Qian Qian and his son. At that time, they would solve it by themselves.

The last thing to do is to try to completely defeat Qian's power with the help of everyone, and then force Qian Jia to clear his grievances, and take back the antidote of Yin and Yang pills from Qian Qian in any case. Otherwise, he will only have a dead end!

In addition to his hard work for himself, what is more important is to ensure the safety of three good brothers and two favorite girls. They can follow thousands of miles without fear of life and death, which shows the deep brotherhood and pink affection. If any of them is hurt, he will not close his eyes even if he dies, let alone, It is extremely difficult for him to achieve his two goals.

Unconsciously, Wang Wujian fell into a coma. When he woke up again, he was lying on the floor in the middle of the carriage, and the carriage was empty.

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Wang Wujian suddenly got up. At this time, he heard the noise of people outside. He thought that the convoy had encountered some kind of trouble. He quickly struggled to climb to the parking space and looked at the driving public. Yu Chiyan and other five people were with swords in their hands, guarding around the carriage with astonishment.

In front of the team, the front of the team is blocked by a black crowd of people and horses. On the left is a stone mountain three or four hundred meters high. The pines and cypresses are standing in the stone peaks, and the weeds are overgrown. On the right side is a spacious river, which seems to be an excellent place for mountain bandits.

"Little doll, don't talk nonsense to me here. Leave money and half of the horses and let you leave immediately. Otherwise, hey hey, Grandpa's big axe is not a vegetarian!" A rough voice shouted, and the thunderous sound alone made the two horses in the front of them flutter uneasily.

"Bah, it's really an unknown bandit. My grandfather has been dead. If you don't get out of the way, I'll send you to see him immediately!" Qian Jia shouted harshly.

"Hey! Damn it, Grandpa has been robbed here for 180 years and hasn't seen you so stingy. Grandpa just wants half of your things, and you won't give it to him? Damn, to tell you the truth, several masters of the spirit emperor's realm just passed, and they still left me money, let alone you guys!" The man shouted domineeringly.

"Do you want to let it go or not?" Qian Jia lost her patience and shouted coldly.

"Do you give it or not?" The man replied in the same tone.

"Go to hell!" Qian Jia shouted loudly, flew up, and dropped a sword. The light blue light was like a soft rib drawn from the blue sky to the man.

The man snorted coldly, strode forward, raised his axe to fight, and a thick blue beam of light blooming almost like aquamarine rose to the sky - he, this seemingly reckless and clumsy mountain bandit was actually a top master of the mysterious realm.

A beam of light, a blade, bumped into each other, and a ball of equally blue light sent the collision space rushed around. The man stepped back a few steps to stabilize his body with an axe. Qian Jia took a few steps in the air to stabilize his body, and then a mysterious air turned to jump three feet in front of the man.

Qian Jia's little white face was angry, but he did not attack further. With just one blow, he could see that he was not as strong as his opponent!

The blue light was dissipated, and the bandits on the mountain shouted loudly. This applause was undoubtedly a great humiliation to Qian Jia. I think he was also a senior student among the graduates, but since he entered the realm of Xuankong, his cultivation has been extremely slow, so he has not been able to enter the realm of the spiritual emperor now. Qian Jia, who is used to listening to good words, is facing such The muscles on the face of so many "sarcasm" jumped, and the fierce light appeared in his eyes, which stimulated the martial soul with all his strength. The thick blue light instantly covered the weapon, and a blue sword was born.

"Jia'er." A Honghou voice stopped, and the bandits who shouted and cheered immediately calmed down. The sound was not only a strong soul power, but also a kind of irresistible majesty.

"It turns out that it is Allah who is sitting in the car. You might as well come out and have a look." Another man on the hillside shouted, his voice was long, steady and awe-inspiring. When the voice fell, the little ones looked at the source of the sound, looking like they were full of fear. It seemed that he was the king of the mountain.

The two martial arts spirits raised the curtain of the car, and Qian Qian walked out of the carriage without being angry. Accompanied by a martial arts spirit who was also in the realm of the spiritual emperor, he steadily walked forward.

At the same time, the speaker on the mountain slowly showed his true face. He sat on a grass-tree sedan chair, carried by the two little people in front of him, and staggered in front of his square array.