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Chapter 887

 Zhang Yifeng nodded lightly and said: "That's pretty much what it means."

Yelulong frowned and said: "Zhang Yifeng, I must remind you that the strength of Sangong City is almost the same as that of my Yelu family. Even if you have the ancient Nirvana Bow, you must be careful."

"Don't worry, I won't fight an unprepared battle. Sannomiya City may be powerful, but I'm not alone either."

The reason why Zhang Yifeng did not bring the Hundred Bandits and He Yajiao over this time was because their cultivation levels had not yet reached their peak and they had not yet entered the Bigu Stage!

Zhang Yifeng must first participate in the competition and get the qualification to challenge the city lord. Once he is qualified, it is only a matter of time to kill Sangong City after the cultivation level of the one hundred war bandits is improved. At most, the people of Sangong City can live one or two more lives.

months.

"Since you are confident, I won't say much. You guys have a rest here tonight, and I will arrange a carriage to take you off tomorrow. By the way, there is one more thing I want to remind you. As a contestant, you are allowed to have someone

I will accompany you to the main city, but the number of people cannot exceed four. Originally, I wanted to accompany you to the main city, but it seems that you have brought three people."

The implication of Yelulong's words is, can you bring one less person with you and let me go with you?

But Zhang Yifeng didn't seem to understand the meaning of these words, and said lightly: "Then I have just enough people, so it would be good for them to see more of the world."

Yelulong smiled bitterly and said: "In that case, you should rest first. I will help you tonight and set off early tomorrow morning. I will now ask someone to prepare a map to the main city."

At night, Yelulong held a grand dinner, and the two sisters Yelujue also attended. Yelujue looked very surprised when he saw Meng Nishang.

This boy came to Yelu's house twice, and brought different people with him both times. The person he brought this time was even more beautiful, and the temperament and aura of Meng Nishang seemed to be even stronger than hers.

Not to mention Meng Nichang, even Fang Ling is a rare beauty. But such a beauty seems to be just Zhang Yifeng's maid?

Yelujue was very puzzled. How lucky was this country bumpkin to be surrounded by so many beauties?

"Little brother, I'm here to wish you the first place in advance."

Yelulong's voice came.

The atmosphere of the dinner was quite pleasant. Although Yelujue did not like Zhang Yifeng, fortunately her father did not mention the marriage again.

The dinner lasted for a full two hours. After two hours, Zhang Yifeng and others went back to the room to rest.

Early the next morning, the four of them set off.

"Little brother, I still have to remind you that after you go to the Royal City, the warriors you meet are very powerful, because most of the warriors in the Royal City are beast cultivators who have awakened the beast blood in their bodies. Only beast cultivators can be more powerful.

Qualified to stay in the royal city."

Before leaving, Yelulong reminded him.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and said: "It doesn't matter, even if everyone participating in the competition is a beast cultivator, I will definitely be the first."

Yelulong smiled bitterly and said: "Since little brother is so confident, I will just wait for the good news."

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said to Sima Han: "Let's set off."

Sima Han is acting as the coachman.

Judging from the map, Bailong City is still a long way from the Royal City, and I am afraid I will have to stay in the carriage for a day or two.

This was the second day that the four of them set off. Zhang Yifeng was practicing with spiritual energy when his body suddenly stumbled and he almost fell into the carriage.

For some unknown reason, Sima Han suddenly braked suddenly.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and asked, "Sima Han, what's going on?"

"I don't know, there's a traffic jam ahead."

Sima Han's voice came next.

"Is it blocked?" Zhang Yifeng frowned and then got out of the carriage. Meng Nichang also followed.

In sight, there are two large mountains, with a small path between them.

The terrain here is dangerous and it is easy to be ambushed.

In front of Zhang Yifeng and the others, there were four carriages. At this moment, all four carriages stopped moving forward.

Zhang Yifeng and others stepped forward and saw that it was not that the carriage was not moving forward, but that it was being stopped.

Obviously, there were robbers on the road.

In Yinmen, where strength is respected, robbers are common. Of course, most robbers will let people go after collecting the toll, and the toll is not unreasonable. Only a small number of extremely vicious robbers will want to kill people and steal goods.

Generally speaking, as long as bandits don't go too far, they won't be wiped out by the city lord.

At this time, at the entrance of the hillside, a bandit said coldly: "This is Rolling Stone Slope, the territory of our Langya Bandit Group. All vehicles passing here must pay three Qi Pills."

The Wolf Fang Bandit Group is a large bandit group nearby. When they see strangers, they will kill a small sum of money. What they grab is not the best energy pills, but the true energy pills!

This bandit group knows better than anyone else that this road leads to the main city. How can those who are qualified to go to the main city be considered a small force? There must be Zhenqi Pills.

However, it seems that some people are unwilling to pay tolls.

"Three Qi Pills? Is your appetite too big?"

A middle-aged man frowned and spoke. He was wearing a long dark blue coat and carried a slender long knife behind his back. Although he looked ordinary, he had a certain aura.

"How much? Looking at your carriage, I know that you are not short of money. This carriage is worth a lot of money. Brother, you can love money, but money is not as important as life."

One of the bandits spoke arrogantly.

In the Hidden Gate, energy pills and zhenqi pills are currency.

"Really? What if I don't give it to you?" The middle-aged man frowned, his expression somewhat displeased.

"It's okay not to give it. But if you are killed by a falling rock after entering, you can only blame yourself for your fate."

We've seen this kind of scene a lot with bandits, and some people will obediently give you Qi pills if you scare them.

"Interesting, interesting."

The middle-aged man smiled and put his right hand behind his back, as if he was about to take the sword.

"Uncle Qiang, I haven't been home for a long time. I just want to go home for a visit. There is no need to waste time with them. There are four carriages and a total of twelve Qi pills. Just give them to them and treat them as beggars."

At this time, a young man walked out of the first carriage. He was only about twenty-three or thirty-four years old. He was dressed in white and very handsome. Judging by his temperament, you could tell that he was not an ordinary person.

From what he said, it seemed that the four carriages in front of him all belonged to him. It must be said that it was really heroic to use twelve Qi Pills to send away the beggars.

The man called Uncle Qiang took back his hand after listening to the young man's words: "Yes, Master."

"Uncle Qiang, didn't I say that? Don't call me master. If you want to call me, just call me young master. Master doesn't sound good at all."

"You saved my daughter's life. I said, whoever can save my daughter, I will be his slave. I will serve him forever."

"That's all, it's up to you. Here are twelve Qi Pills, take them to him."

A small bottle appeared in the young man's hand, which contained exactly twelve Qi Pills.


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