"You deserve to die!" Governor Zhang almost squeezed out these words through his teeth, and the murderous intent permeating his body firmly enveloped the three people blocking the way.

The merchant-looking spirit sword master narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are worthy of being a seventh-level spirit sword master, and the spiritual pressure is not comparable to that of sixth-level spirit sword masters like me. But it is a pity that the sword energy is weak and restless. It seems that you are indeed seriously injured. With this

How much strength can the injured body use?"

Governor Zhang pursed his lips tightly and did not answer.

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking to him? We'll just go over and rob him." The majestic man was obviously a little impatient and said angrily, waving the big sword in his right hand.

The merchant spirit sword master smiled and shook his head: "Third brother, we must treat the widow of a hero with some respect, otherwise it will be too rude. Don't you agree, Governor Zhang?"

"Huh!" Governor Zhang snorted coldly, holding the hilt of his sword.

The merchant spirit sword master didn't take it seriously: "Haha, Governor Zhang may not know our identities yet, so let me introduce myself. My name is merchant, and these two are my brothers. One is called Bao Xiong, and the other is Viper.

I think Governor Zhang will definitely be able to tell the difference."

"Three tyrants in Qingzhou!?" Governor Zhang's pupils shrank.

"It seems that Governor Zhang has also heard the name of our brothers, but we prefer others to call us the Three Heroes of Qingzhou."

Governor Zhang took a deep breath: "What do you want to do?"

"Why should Governor Zhang ask questions knowingly? The brothers came here for nothing else but to borrow something from the young marquis. As long as the young marquis hands over the thing, the brothers will let him go immediately and send the young marquis out of the country as a gift."

Governor Zhang stared at the businessman: "That is a relic left by the Marquis to future generations. Do you think it is possible?"

"Director Zhang, one must learn to assess the situation. A moment of enthusiasm cannot solve the problem. Although you have seventh-level strength, your old injuries are obviously not healed. In your current state, can you defeat three sixth-level spirit sword masters? Also?

Your men are already exhausted after many hard battles and long journeys. How can they withstand these two hundred men of mine? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the young lady and the young marquis. You are both dead.

, what should they do?”

Governor Zhang looked at the three of them silently, without any intention of giving in.

The businessman rubbed his temples with a headache: "I really don't understand what you big-headed soldiers think."

"You don't understand. Although Lord Marquis has gone, his dignity is still there and no one should insult him lightly." Governor Zhang said calmly.

"Dignity? It's really a wonderful thing. Hey, I didn't intend to use force in the first place." The businessman sighed with regret, raised his palm slightly and waved it forward slightly.

The two hundred men surrounding the outside immediately rushed forward with roaring horses. In an instant, they collided with more than sixty black-armored guards of the convoy. They were knocked off their backs. More than twenty horse thieves were unexpectedly cut off from their horses by one of them, but there were more horse thieves.

But he rushed up.

The skills of the nearly two hundred horse thieves were obviously inferior to those of the black-armored guards, and there were no rules to follow. However, they were better because there were more people, and they were all fearless and fearless. With this desperate posture, they broke through the black-armored guards' attack.

The outer defense line quickly became involved in a melee.

The other four spirit sword masters in the convoy did not join the melee, but guarded the four corners of the carriage with indifferent expressions. Any horse thieves who rushed within three feet of the carriage would be killed with one sword.

On the other side, Governor Zhang stared coldly at the Three Hegemons of Qingzhou, as if he did not hear the fighting behind him. The Three Hegemons of Qingzhou also stared closely at Governor Zhang. Although the sixth level and seventh level were only one level away, it was a qualitative leap.

, although Governor Zhang was injured now, the skinny camel was bigger than the horse, so the three of them did not dare to take it lightly.

"Choke!" Very simply, the spiritual sword on Governor Zhang's waist was already unsheathed, and a sword light shot out with a decisive and decisive force.

The pupils of the three tyrants of Qingzhou shrank at the same time, and their bodies had left the saddle and raised up. Just as they left the horse's back, the three war horses screamed, the huge horse's head was separated from the body, and three fountains of blood spurted out several feet high.

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"You surnamed Zhang, how dare you kill my horse? I will chop you into 17 or 18 pieces today!" Bao Xiong saw the body and head of the horse that had been with him for many years separated. He immediately became red-eyed and pointed the big sword at Zhang.

The governor chopped off his head, and the giant sword, which was two palms wide and as tall as a person, shot out a dark yellow sword light several feet long, and its force was as thick as a mountain.

Governor Zhang had no expression on his face, he raised his sword to block, and the sword body was completely shrouded in white sword light.

Boom! Two sword beams of different colors collided together, and the ripples produced shattered the air within a few feet. The violent bear's body was thrown upside down in the air, and it turned several somersaults before it could stand more than ten feet away.

Ding. Although Governor Zhang himself was fine, the war horse under his crotch let out a mournful cry, and his hooves were folded under the huge pressure on his body, and he fell to the ground. Blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and he was shocked to death.

"Hold him while I go get the spirit sword." The businessman's body folded in mid-air and he suddenly threw himself towards the center of the melee.

"How dare you!" Governor Zhang shouted angrily, and with a stroke of his spiritual sword, a sword light shot into the sky.

The businessman's pupils shrank, and he felt the intensity of the sword energy contained in the sword light. He pulled out the spirit sword with a solemn expression, and slashed out several sword energy in succession. Finally, on the fourth sword, he cut out the separated sword energy from Governor Zhang.

It was finally offset, and he also took advantage of the situation and fell into the melee circle.

Governor Zhang's face changed slightly, and just as he was about to pull away to chase him, a figure stopped in front of him. It was none other than the poisonous snake among the Three Hegemons of Qingzhou.

"Get out of here!" Governor Zhang strode forward, slashed out with his sword, and unleashed another domineering blast of separated sword energy.

The viper's expression was solemn, and he poured all his sword energy into the spiritual sword. The dark light on the spiritual sword shone brightly, and a looming black snake appeared, winding around the viper's body, making the viper's whole body seem to be wrapped in a thick layer of black mist.

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The white sword light cut into the black mist, and the black mist trembled violently. The big snake-shaped body twisted for a while, and finally dissipated with a bang. At the same time, the white sword light also dissipated.

The viper took seven or eight steps back, with a trace of blood showing at the corner of his mouth, but his stern eyes were always fixed on Governor Zhang, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The seventh-level spirit sword master is indeed well-deserved. My snake spirit body protector can only accept it."

The next sword, but how many times can you make the same attack now?"

Governor Zhang's face was pale and his breathing was somewhat rapid. He did not speak and rushed directly towards the poisonous snake, because behind the poisonous snake was the melee battlefield, and the person he wanted to protect was also there.

"Drink! Mr. Zhang, you take another blow from my old bear!" There was a loud shout from behind, and the majestic figure of the violent bear appeared not far behind Governor Zhang. His whole body was wrapped in thick yellow sword energy, and the huge spiritual sword was stimulated.

He shot out a thick sword light more than ten meters long and slashed down violently.

Governor Zhang's expression changed, and he raised his sword to block again. Boom! The ground trembled violently, dust flew up, and a huge crack appeared on the ground between the two of them. Under Captain Zhang's feet, there were large rocks paving the road.

Fine cracks appeared on the face, a wisp of blood slowly slipped from the corner of his mouth, and his face became even more frighteningly white.

"Haha, he's dying. Third brother, let's go!" Bao Xiong stabilized his retreating figure. When he saw the blood on the corner of Governor Zhang's mouth, he was overjoyed. Like a pervert who saw a naked beauty, he rushed forward with a wild laugh.

The big sword swept across, seeming to cut Governor Zhang's waist in half.

Without saying a word, the poisonous snake appeared next to Governor Zhang with a swish of body. The sword came out like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, pointing directly at Governor Zhang's heart.

Just as the three of them were standing together, the businessman who entered the melee circle tapped his feet, easily dodged the long sword that intercepted him, and quickly approached the exquisite carriage. In just a few breaths, he had already appeared three feet away from the carriage.

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"Drink!" The four spirit swordsmen guarding the carriage drew their swords at the same time, and four sword beams several feet long were slashed out and strangled towards the businessman.

The businessman snorted coldly: "A fifth-level and three fourth-level people also want to stop me, let me defeat them!"

The spirit sword in his hand slashed forward, and the four sword lights shattered with a bang. The sword energy he slashed out continued to move forward, striking the spirit sword master at the front. That spirit sword master's

The body suddenly split open from the middle, and blood mist sprayed out, forming sad red flowers on the white car curtain.

At this time, the businessman was less than one foot closer to the carriage. The other three spirit sword masters showed no fear on their faces and stepped forward to block the carriage.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" The businessman sneered and swept his spiritual sword across, and a circular sword light swept forward.

The two spirit sword masters broke their swords on the spot, but the other one, who was slightly stronger, flew out and fell several feet away. His life or death was unknown.

"Haha, let's see who's going to stop me?" The businessman laughed loudly, walked to the carriage, grabbed the curtain and pulled it fiercely. The blood-stained white cloth fell in the wind, like white flowers fluttering in the autumn wind.

A gleam of cold light came out of the carriage at the moment the white cloth was torn off, pointing directly at the businessman's throat. The businessman stretched out two fingers without changing his expression, clamped the tip of the sword that shone with a faint white light, and looked into the carriage with interest.

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There were two people in the carriage, one big and one small, a man and a woman. They were both dressed in white, which was the mourning dress worn by children of the Zhao Kingdom to pay filial piety to their elders. The girl was older and wore a white scarf on her face, revealing only a pair of autumn-like eyes.

Her eyes are outside, and her specific age cannot be seen, but judging from the hairstyle, she is a girl who has not yet left the court. The boy is younger, looking only five or six years old, but in his hand is holding a handle that is larger than his body.

With a long sword, he looked at the man outside the car with a hint of fear and panic. His small body shrank in front of the girl and trembled slightly.

The merchant's eyes first stayed on the girl for a moment, his eyes caressing and caressing a little, as if appraising the quality of an item. Then he focused on the boy and the sword in his hand, and grinned at the boy: "Such a little girl."

At such an age, he has the cultivation of a second-level spiritual sword master, and he is worthy of being the son of Marquis Dingbei."

He flicked the blade of the long sword in the young man's hand with his fingers: "This should be the 'Phantom Wolf'. I can feel the huge spiritual power contained in it. Little guy, it's too dangerous for you to hold it. Why don't you give it to me for safekeeping?"

How about it?"

The boy bit his lower lip tightly and shook his little head firmly.

Naturally, the businessman would not really discuss with a child. The hand holding the tip of the sword shook slightly, and a secret force shook the boy's clenched hands away, and he took the sword into his own hand.

But when the sword entered the businessman's hand, it kept buzzing, and violent fluctuations of spiritual power came from the sword, as if it was trying to shake the businessman's hand away.

The merchant's face changed slightly, and the strong sword energy was injected into the sword body to suppress the fluctuations. Although this sword is a high-grade spiritual sword and contains extremely terrifying spiritual power, the power it can exert without the guidance of the master is limited.

"It is indeed a top-grade spiritual sword. With it, you can quickly break through the sixth level and join the ranks of true experts!" The businessman was excited, stroking the blade of the long sword with trembling fingers, but then his expression changed.

, raised his head sharply.

An old man appeared on the top of the carriage at some point, wearing a gray robe with his hands behind his back. He looked indifferently at the intoxicated businessman and said calmly: "Leave the sword, you can get out."

The businessman's pupils shrank, his body suddenly slid back a few feet, and he stared at the sudden appearance of the old man with a wary expression.

"Who are you? This sword was obtained by my brothers and I with all our efforts. It would be childish for you to ask me to give it away with just one word."

"So I say, put down your sword and save your life." The old man spoke very briefly, his eyes showing a trace of contempt without any politeness.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from the merchant's forehead. The old man's gaze made him feel as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. The man in front of him was obviously a strong man of level 7 or above, because this was the only way that he, who was a peak spiritual sword master of level 6, could not tell.

Deep and shallow, but he can't just let go of the sword he got. It's hard to find a high-grade spiritual sword. If he gives up this time, he may never have the chance to get it again. He will also be permanently trapped in the sixth level and can only be a top master.

, there is no chance of becoming a strong man. In the end, the desire to become a strong man defeated the fear in his heart. He took a deep breath and said: "Your Excellency, you are too domineering. This sword was obtained by our brothers with great difficulty. It is impossible to exchange it for no reason."

Come out, if you want this sword, come and grab it!"
To be continued...