"The money I brought can be divided equally between you. As for what you have in your hands, I won't take it! I just want you to help me kill Feihong Jin."
The rather domineering voice shocked everyone present.
Feihong Jin is one of the best swordsmen in this desert, and anyone who opposes him will be cut into pieces.
Moreover, he has a team of a thousand people under his command, all of whom are murderous beings without batting an eyelid.
These residents are just ordinary people. How can they dare to go against such people?
They just want to sell what they have as soon as possible and take their families away from this place of trouble.
"You young people have no idea what Feihong Jin is. He never uses a second move to kill people. The big knife in his hand is said to have killed thousands of people."
"Three of you, I know you want to help us, but you can't afford to offend that Feihong Gold. You'd better run away quickly."
Zhao Rui couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that a Feihongjin would turn the local people into this.
"Everyone, don't worry, I will definitely kill this Feihongjin."
After shouting these words very domineeringly, Zhao Rui threw the King Zhao token over.
Among the people present, there were still a few people who had seen the world. Moreover, the picture of King Zhao's token had already been posted as a notice and spread all over the world.
"This is the token of King Zhao. Are you here under the order of His Highness King Zhao?"
Ziyun next to him took a step forward.
"The person in front of you is His Royal Highness King Zhao of Dashang! Don't worry about any grievances, although you can report them, and His Highness will make the decision for you."
All the people cheered. In their hearts, Zhao Rui was the supreme god.
In the evening, a group of people stirred up a large amount of yellow sand and arrived near the oasis. The man in the lead took off the scarf on his face and jumped off the horse.
"Who on earth dared to challenge me after eating the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's heart? He doesn't want to live anymore!"
Feihong Jin shouted and led his men straight into the oasis.
Zhao Rui was sitting under the two big trees at the entrance of the oasis. The table in front of him was filled with all kinds of fruits and wine.
Seeing this scene, Feihong Jin suddenly became very angry. He had been to this oasis many times, but he had never seen these fruits and wine on the table. It seemed that the people here had reservations about him.
"What a bunch of lowlifes. They dare to hide from me and kill everyone here later."
After scolding angrily, Feihongjin took off the nine-ring sword from his back and walked to Zhao Rui very domineeringly.
"Boy, were you the one who killed those dozen of my brothers?"
Zhao Rui nodded without hesitation and drank a glass of wine at the same time, seemingly not taking Feihong Gold seriously at all.
"What the fuck!" The anger in Feihongjin's eyes reached the extreme: "Don't you kid know who I am? You'd better kneel down and admit your mistake to me, or I'll chop off your head now."
Zhao Rui chuckled, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and then waved to Ziyun next to him.
"Your martial arts have also improved greatly during this period. Why not try to see how far you have reached!"
Ziyun nodded happily, then drew out the sword from his waist, his breath flowing all over his body.