The arrows kept piercing the wood of the carriage, making a dull crashing sound like a war drum. The horse hit by the arrow fell to the ground and rolled in pain, making the whole carriage creak and shake.
The sound of arrows piercing the air, the sound of arrows hitting wooden boards and flesh, the sound of horses neighing, and all kinds of sounds mixed together, making the place where the two carriages were instantly turned into a Shura field.
Lin Xi looked at the Shura field, frowned slightly and said softly: "I have never lied to them before. This is indeed a good explanation...but why did you lie to them this time?"
Chen Feirong said very innocently and matter-of-factly: "Because I want to follow you, and let them try, it is of course safer for us."
Hearing the word "we" in her sentence, Bian Linghan frowned even more unhappily.
"There seems to be something wrong." At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyi suddenly said solemnly and softly.
Lin Xi's eyes never left that area, and he had already sensed that something was wrong.
Because the people in the two carriages acted too calmly, facing the sudden burst of arrows, the people in the carriage from Bukchangdong just opened the carriage door as fast as possible, which seemed to be certain.
The arrows could not penetrate the carriage wall at all and hid in the almost completely enclosed carriage. Most of the people in the train coming from the opposite direction hid directly under the carriage.
At this moment, there were no more arrows shooting out of the dense forest. The forest was shaking like waves, and a figure with a red scarf on its head roared out from the forest.
The total number of entourages in the two carriages does not exceed forty. At first glance, the number of gangsters wearing red scarves is at least a hundred. However, the vast majority of the people in the two carriages remain the same.
There is no tendency to fight back or escape.
"It's not normal if there's nothing wrong." Chen Feirong also calmed down, looking at the place with a pair of bright eyes that were a bit too big on her face, and said softly: "Anyone who dares to trade in a place like this
Of course it won't be simple... The fact that no spies were sent to search the mountains and forests on both sides beforehand only shows that the people in these two carriages have absolute confidence in their own strength, and even went on a killing spree here without fear of alerting the frontier rangers.
"
"It's just that these people are so greedy for profit that the people in the game can't see anything wrong... Your opponents are all like this, so I want to follow you." For these last two sentences, Chen Feirong's voice was very low, but it sounded like
Talk to yourself, tell yourself.
Lin Xi heard Chen Feirong's two words, but he didn't say anything for a while, but his brows jumped sharply.
In sight, the figures with red scarves on their heads rushing out of the mountains and forests were less than 200 steps away from the two convoys.
At this moment, a lone person walked out of the two motorcades.
It was already dark, and both trains had no lights on. Originally, Lin Xi and others could not see people's faces clearly at such a distance, but at this moment, he could see them clearly.
Because this man's whole body was glowing with bright yellow light.
This is a middle-aged man with a very finely trimmed moustache. Because it was trimmed too finely, and because of the expectant grin on his face at this moment, there is a sinister feeling emanating from his whole body.
Measure the breath.
Lin Xi, Jiang Xiaoyi, and Bian Linghan's breathing suddenly stopped. It was as if a bucket of ice water poured down from the tops of the three of them in an instant, and it was cold to the bones of the three of them. For a moment, the three of them were subconsciously afraid to move.
In a few ups and downs, the man with an overly trimmed beard rushed in front of the figures with red scarves on their heads at a leaping speed that the three of them could not imagine.
They didn't even see clearly what he was doing. The two figures with red scarves on their heads facing him didn't even scream. Their whole bodies exploded backwards, turning into countless tiny pieces of flesh and blood that sprayed out.
.
For a moment, the excited shouts from all the figures with red scarves on their heads disappeared, and there was a dead silence.
This man with an overly trimmed beard had a black spear in his hand at some point, and he threw it away as if nothing had happened.
The spear made an unusually shrill sound in the air, piercing through five figures with red scarves on their heads in succession, sending out a long wave of blood in the air, and then nailed the last corpse into the soil.
A layer of cold sweat broke out in Lin Xi's palms.
What kind of cultivator is this?!
It is not difficult for practitioners to kill several ordinary warriors in an instant, but to directly smash the warriors to pieces and spray them backwards, this kind of power is still unimaginable to Lin Xi.
"Great Imperial Master!"
Chen Feirong's slightly nervous but very sure voice sounded very softly at this time, "What kind of deal is this! ... This mustache is actually a great national master!"
“Chi!” “Chi!” “Chi!” “Chi!”….
In the distant air, a continuous strange sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded again.
At this moment, the initial pride and excitement of all the figures with red scarves on their heads had completely turned into horror and fear. The man with the delicate mustache was walking at an extremely fast speed in the formation, and everyone who came close to him was struck by
The terrifying power that burst out from his movements caused it to explode into clouds of blood that flew backwards.
Huge iron shields, poisonous hooks, sickles, and chains, and the weapons usually used to deal with practitioners had no effect at all. All these desperadoes with red scarves on their heads began to flee in all directions like lost dogs.
Six people in the motorcade walked out side by side, each holding an extremely heavy and huge black shadow in their hands. The continuous sound of chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi off out of each of them holding an extremely heavy and huge black shadow in their hands.
A black shadow half the size of a man came out.
The figures that were desperately escaping burst into blood one after another and fell heavily to the ground.
"Crossbow!"
Bian Linghan uttered these two words in a somewhat mutated voice.
Lin Xi and Jiang Xiaoyi couldn't help but glance at each other, and both could see the chill in the other's heart.
Both of them also saw that the six men were holding repeating crossbows.
But Yunqin doesn't have this kind of giant repeating crossbow whose head looks like an eagle's head from a distance.
The maximum effective killing distance of Yun Qin's repeating crossbow does not exceed fifty steps, but the repeating crossbow in the hands of these six people is obviously close to a hundred steps, which is almost the same as the range of ordinary strong bows.
And judging from the speed at which this crossbow machine fires like a storm, even an ordinary sergeant can pose a great threat to ordinary practitioners using this crossbow machine.
In just a few moments, a pure massacre was coming to an end.
None of the desperadoes who rushed out of the dense forest could escape into the forest again.
A red scarf gangster who was running the fastest suddenly stopped, trembling all over.
Because he found that the man with the delicate mustache had landed in front of him at some point, looking at him with sarcastic eyes, and behind him, there were already broken flesh and corpses on the ground.
, among those who rushed out with him, there was not even a single person standing fighting.
…
Lin Xi slowly closed the wooden box.
Those giant repeating crossbows that had never appeared on a formal battlefield were nothing to them, but the presence of a great country master-level practitioner made them unable to make any movements at least at this time.
There are almost no tricks in soul power cultivation in this world, especially when you reach the level of a national scholar or above, any elixir will no longer work. If you want to improve your cultivation level, you can only rely on meditation and practice, and slowly accumulate over time.
The higher your cultivation level, the slower your cultivation level will increase.
This principle is extremely simple. A practitioner's body is like a bowl. If the bowl is only as big as a normal eating bowl, then if a few drops of water obtained from daily practice are poured into it, the water level in the bowl will naturally rise significantly.
But if this bowl becomes the size of a pond, then I don't know how many drops of water would have to go in before I could see any movement.
With the strength of Lin Xi and others, there is still a chance of success in a sneak attack on a great soul master, but if it is a national warrior, there is definitely no chance of success.
As for the Grand Master...if he were to face the enemy head-on, Lin Xi's current strength would be no different from those of ordinary warriors. I'm afraid he would be beaten to pieces in one encounter.
The national scholar should be a person who shines in the whole world, while the great national master is a dragon among people and should not appear here at all.
The original interest in Chen Feirong's eyes had completely disappeared. Compared with the intimidation of a great country master-level practitioner, her strong curiosity about the things in the two carriages seemed too weak.
The people in the two carriages had already begun to clean the Shura field.
Almost all the horses pulling the trailer were killed by the initial rain of arrows, but the people in the two carriages didn't seem to be in a hurry and just dragged the horses to the side of the road.
"Now that you have seen the strength of these people, you should understand that there will be no benefits in following us." Lin Xi pondered for a moment, then turned to face Chen Feirong who was leaning down and said softly: "You can
left."
"leave?"
Chen Feirong stared at Lin Xi's bright eyes, shook her head, and said seriously: "What I told you before is true. I want to be your guest and your waiter."
"Why?" Lin Xi looked at Chen Feirong and said, "Everything must have a reasonable reason."
Chen Feirong looked at Lin Xi and said: "Because of your two medals, because you already have two such medals at such an age, this is enough for me to follow you."
Lin Xi frowned and said, "You are wrong...I am not the big shot you think."
Chen Feirong shook her head, "You will become that kind of big shot... And for people like us, if you have become that kind of big shot, how can you still like us?"
Lin Xi's frown deepened. He glanced at where the two trains were, thought for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Feirong, and asked, "What is your cultivation level?"
Chen Feirong answered softly without any hesitation: "Beginner level of great soul master."
"If I want to try to attack one of the carriages next, do you dare to follow me at your own risk?" Lin Xi pointed at the place where the two carriages were, looked at Chen Feirong and asked.