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Seventy-three. Qin Jiu

Piao Tianzi     73. Qin Jiu

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? "By the way, you came from the south, how was the situation there? Why did those demons stop in the north? Is there any area here that cannot be restricted?" Chen Hao was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but ask.

"A mess, nine out of ten rooms are empty, and blood is drifting, which is tantamount to the Shura hell. Those famous sects who always talk about eliminating demons and defending the way are too busy to take care of themselves, and ordinary people are even more in dire straits. Some are swallowed by demons on the spot, while others are enslaved and raised like livestock."

Yan Yuyao was about to answer, but the old man sighed and said, his eyes narrowed and his eyes were turbid, as if he was trapped in painful memories.

"As for why we fled to the north, it is rumored that there are still some powerful people in our human race who can reach the sky and the earth. The demon race is unwilling to attack and suffer huge losses. Therefore, the two sides reached an agreement to divide the north of the "Qingde Wasteland" to our human race, and promised that as long as people who have arrived here will not invade them."

"Is it so? I didn't expect that there would be such a hidden existence in this world." Chen Hao was shocked. Of course, he knew what the old man said was the powerful. Although those primordial cultivators also had some incredible magical powers, they could not deserve such a title. Only cultivators who had broken through the primordial realm could do so. Such people did not care about worldly affairs and forced them out in a great disaster.

"It's good, maybe there's still some hope." He thought to himself, and the statue of the genius Zhuang Lichen, who was seen in Dianli Sect, could not help but appear in his mind. He once felt a trace of the remaining power of the remnant soul, and felt that the master who had opened up an eternal inheritance sect would not die so simply.

The man was able to travel through the long river of time to deduce the great disaster ten thousand years later. Such methods were amazing. Even if he really passed away, he would have left enough backup plans. It should be the right idea to put the Zheng Hanxing brothers and sisters in this sect.

"Waiting for me, I will go back to the south and rescue you all!" Chen Hao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

Yan Yuyao felt the abnormality of Chen Hao's body at the first time, and couldn't help but gently hold his arm with her plain hands like water, turning all the anger and passion into softness around her fingers, and the only thing left was calm.

After walking for a few moments, the road began to become rugged, and there were often huge bluestones bulging out, like beasts crawling on the ground. Not only that, straight cliffs on both sides began to grow, squeezing the entire road into a narrowing. In the end, I could only barely parallel a carriage. Looking up, I could only see the sky as big as a palm.

It turned out to be this kind of terrain, no wonder! Chen Hao thought to himself, if it were him, as long as he sent some bandits to lurk here and block the road ahead, he would probably not be able to escape. The reason why the Fu family could still escape to a place not far from Beichuan Town was probably due to the bandits' negligence.

“Woo woo…”

Just as they stepped into the long canyon, a low sound of horns came from the air. Chen Hao's pupils shrank, and he saw a man carrying a rope lying on the cliff about a thousand yards. He couldn't hold a long ink knife around his waist, with mottled blood marks on the knife, and his eyes were filled with evil lights.

"This must be a bandit, it's hateful. He actually discovered and informed him. If Baishizhai was prepared, it would be much more difficult to attack!" Fu Qingfeng sighed.

"It's okay, what kind of decent defense can a group of native chickens and tiles make? My father-in-law is too worried." Chen Hao replied with his eyes narrowed, and a blue sword in his palm was jumping.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, but he saw a flash of green light. The figure in the distance screamed and fell from the high cliff wall. Blood splashed everywhere. His eyebrows couldn't help but jump. When he recalled the situation where the other party was massacring those horse bandits, he nodded in his heart. With such a method, these bandits really couldn't become a climate or storm.

The canyon was slanted upwards, but later it gradually became wider. You could see a majestic village gate several meters high. Some figures were walking back and forth on the gate tower, holding bows and crossbows in their hands, as if facing a great enemy.

"What is your origin? Why did you kill the scout I sent?"

One of them looked down and shouted loudly. He was wearing a half-body bright light armor, holding a heavy sword that could shine with light, and a bright yellow headscarf tied on his head. A feather with a faint red fluorescent color was attached to it. I don’t know what spiritual bird it was from.

"Are you the leader of the bandit in Baishi Village?" Chen Hao did not answer this person, but asked indifferently.

"That's right, Qin Jiu is the leader of Baishizhai. You have not answered my question yet. This is not good enough." The man hugged his fists and frowned.

Chen Hao snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter who I am. Ask your subordinates and ask them to look at the two people around me to see if they have some familiar faces?"

Qin Jiu was wondering, and at this time, a deputy next to him suddenly changed his face and attached himself to his ear and said a few times, making the person's face turn pale in an instant.

"So that's it. Are you here to seek revenge?" As soon as the words were finished, all the bandits on the gatehouse tightened their bows and crossbows, making a series of buzzing sounds.

"Stop!" The bandit leader waved his hand and said, "Is there some misunderstanding about this? Maybe we took a look and caught the wrong person? Brothers below, I want to know where our hundreds of brothers have gone?"

"If you want to know? Then go see them." Chen Hao replied coldly, murderous intent spread out from his body. If it were the essence, even these bandits who had been licking blood at the knife's mouth were shocked.

"You killed them?" Qin Jiu's face was as deep as water, and he slowly took out the sword on his waist. If only one or two scouts died, it would be a misunderstanding, but hundreds of brothers occupied a small part of the power of the village. If there was no explanation, it would be unreasonable.

Chen Hao nodded slowly, and a blue sword shone in the palm of his hand.

"The energy is released from the outside to form a sword intent, no wonder it has a support!" Qin Jiu said with a somewhat ugly face, but he didn't care. He has not seen a master of the peak martial arts master before. He can still become a hedgehog if he goes down a bow and crossbow, and he is also a master of the same realm.

But then his ugly expression became frightened, because he saw the Qi sword in the hands of the blue-shirted guest below changing from two to four. Hundreds of Qi swords were born and condensed into a huge sword lotus, which was rushing towards the gatehouse where he was with the buzzing sound of breaking through the air.

"Bang"!
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