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    Chapter 58: Fighting Alone

    Sikongwu followed the caravan for dozens of miles. There may be other bandits who knew that Huangfeng Cave suffered losses, and he did not encounter any bandits along the way.

    Seeing that the sky was getting darker and the tall mountains had completely blocked the sun, the convoy was about to find a place to rest. Suddenly Han Yun narrowed his eyes and turned around the corner to find that there were more than ten or twenty people standing quietly on the road.

    It is rare to see a woman as slim as Huang Jinghui, but six feet tall. Even though she was covered with black cloth, Han Yun recognized her at a glance as the female gangster who attacked the convoy last night.

    Although this female bandit was proficient in soul arts, her cultivation level was a bit poor, so Han Yun didn't take it seriously, but the one-armed, one-eyed old man next to the female bandit made Han Yun tremble in his heart.  All the bandits are fierce, loose, and strong in cultivation. They are obviously good among the bandits, ruthless men with blood on their hands.

    Han Yun calmly took two steps back and whispered against the car window: "Master, if something goes wrong later, please retreat into Mangshan Mountain. The disciples will block them, and they will meet up with the Master after they escape."  .¡±

    Sikong Wu suddenly stopped in the queue. He knew something had happened when they started talking. He saw the situation in front of him through the car curtains and couldn't help but was slightly stunned and thought to himself: "Didn't they say that the same group of bandits would only rob once? Why are these things happening?"  The robbers are here again!"

    Hearing Han Yun's low voice, Sikong Wu shook his head slightly and said, "No. Let's retreat together later. They know your martial arts level and still dare to come. They must have something to rely on. You stay here for fear of danger!"

    Kong Xing's expression changed greatly at this time. He looked at Han Yun subconsciously and shouted sternly: "You attacked my caravan in the middle of the night and blocked our way today. Do you really want to kill them all?"

    Wu Shanyang and others' expressions also changed. They drew their weapons one after another, sat down on the giant wolf with their feet clasped, and stared at the bandits.  They all know that there is no reason to argue with bandits, and only the weapons in their hands are trustworthy partners.

    Huang Jinghui glanced disdainfully at Kong Xing, who was fierce on the outside but soft on the inside. She raised her jade hand and pointed at Han Yun and said: "Bandits have the rules of gangsters. We are not here to find you. Now you can leave with the carriage, but  This man and the people in the carriage must stay here."

    Kong Xing's face changed complicatedly for a few times. He looked at Han Yun who was expressionless, and suddenly gritted his teeth and waved his right hand forward: "Everyone, let's go!"

    Wu Shanyang and others hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the carriages of Han Yun and Sikong Wu, then silently waved their whips and walked slowly past Han Yun.

    "How could you do this?" An angry voice suddenly sounded, "If it weren't for them, we would have all died yesterday. How could you leave them to face the bandits alone!"

    Sikong Wu turned his head slightly and looked out of the car window, and saw Ding Pengju gritting his teeth and holding the handle of the knife tightly, while the horse he sat down did not move at all.

    An unnatural look flashed across the face of the middle-aged warrior Zhou Taoyuan next to him, and he whispered: "Pengju! Even if we stay here, we can't help, but will drag them down. With their strength, even if they are defeated  Bandits, it¡¯s not a problem to escape.¡±

    Ding Pengju¡¯s face was extremely resolute: ¡°If this big brother hadn¡¯t taken action yesterday, I would have died in the hands of the bandits. You can leave, but I will stay!¡±

    Zhou Taoyuan shook his head helplessly, stopped persuading Ding Pengju, and left with the convoy on the giant mountain wolf.

    In his eyes, Ding Pengju is too impulsive and too impulsive. Usually such people cannot live long.

    Soon the caravan disappeared from everyone's eyes. The one-eyed and one-armed Luo Teng stepped forward, raised his hand towards Han Yun and said, "I wonder what I call this friend? As the Emperor of Wu, he is willing to be a coachman. I want to come to the car."  The person among them is either rich or noble, right?"

    Han Yun's face darkened, he held the sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to avenge yesterday's revenge by leaving us?"

    At this time, Sikong Wu also secretly held the Star Cloud Splitting Gun.

    Luo Teng suddenly smiled and said: "There is no hatred at all. They died at the hands of their friends because they were not good at cultivation. They cannot blame others. In fact, I came here this time to invite some of them to the stronghold."

    ¡°But don¡¯t get me wrong, we don¡¯t mean any harm. On the contrary, it¡¯s a good thing for a few people.¡± Luo Teng added.

    Although he brought all the Eighteen Golden Wind Thieves as a precaution, but now that he saw Han Yun with his own eyes, he always felt that there was a violent force hidden in the opponent's body, but he was not 100% sure that he would kill Han Yun and others without hurting them.  He was being captured, so it was best not to take action. Otherwise, the seventh-grade Martial Emperor would fight with all his strength. Even if the Eighteenth Golden Wind Thief had practiced a combined attack formation, he would probably suffer some damage.

    As soon as the curtain of the carriage was lifted, Sikong Wu walked out of the carriage holding the Star Cloud Splitting Gun, and said lightly: "I wonder what the good thing is?"Luo Teng looked at Sikong Wu and couldn't help but frown slightly. This young man was less than twenty, his height was not as high as Huang Jinghui's, and his cultivation level was only that of a third-grade warrior. Why would Jinghui fall in love with this boy?

    However, since he has extensive experience, he will naturally not reveal anything. He turned to look at Huang Jinghui and chuckled: "This cannot be disclosed for the time being. You will know later."

    Sikong Wu nodded slightly and asked, "In this case, can we refuse?"

    Luo Teng chuckled, but looked at Sikong Wu differently. It was rare to be able to remain so calm at such a time, even though his cultivation level was a little worse.

    "I'm afraid not!"

    Sikong Wu made a sound, and then asked: "Where are you from, and where is your village? Are you really so confident in keeping us?"

    Luo Teng nodded and said honestly: "We also know that this friend is a seventh-grade Martial Emperor, but I am also so cultivated. There are eighteen brothers behind me who have practiced the art of combined attack. It shouldn't be a problem to keep a few of them."

    "To be honest, little brother, our Huangfeng Cave is quite famous nearby, and the cave master is a ninth-grade peak martial emperor. Even if a few of them escape, they will not be able to escape our pursuit. If we, the cave master, have to take action personally,  , I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s not as easy to negotiate as I am.¡±

    Han Yun's expression changed slightly. He had naturally heard of the name of Huangfengdong and Huangshiyue. Except for a few powerful men who lived in seclusion and were unknown to the public, the name of the ninth-grade peak martial emperor basically spread throughout the empire. It is said that the empire also has a special  The list records ninth-grade Martial Emperors. Once these Martial Emperors break through and become tenth-grade Martial Saints, they will send people to recruit them, and at the worst, they will establish good relationships.

    Sikong Ba and Huang Shiyue are both ninth-grade martial emperors near Mangshan Mountain. Han Yun has followed Sikong Ba and Sikong Wu for a long time, so he naturally knows Huang Shiyue's evil reputation.

    Huang Jinghui felt unhappy when she saw Sikong Wu's appearance. Naturally, she would not really regard this little guy as her husband. When she thought about going back to the village, she would obey her father's instructions and get married. It was all caused by these guys, and she couldn't help but get angry.  As soon as he swelled up, he shouted softly: "Uncle Luo, why bother talking nonsense with him!"

    She pointed at Sikong Wu with one hand and said coldly: "Can't we keep you here? If you have the skills to compete with me, don't hide behind others like a bitch all day long!"

    Sikong Wu's heart moved, and he smiled and said: "Although the girl is not weak in cultivation and is more proficient in soul arts, she is not a brother who also relies on Huang Fengdong. If we fight alone, I may not be afraid of the girl!"

    Huang Jinghui couldn't help but sneered. After she planted the soul beast, she had never met an opponent of a similar age. This boy looked a few years younger than her, but he was talking such arrogance?

    But then something clicked in her mind. She thought that this person could still talk calmly in the face of so many ferocious Jinfeng thieves. He was obviously somewhat dependent on him, and he didn't seem to be an arrogant person. She looked at Sikong Wu carefully in her heart. Why?  They couldn't tell what kind of tricks the other party had, and couldn't help but say: "It's not your turn to say whether I can rely on my brothers in Huangfengdong. Not to mention that I bully the young, as long as you can take my ten moves, I will  Let you go!"

    Sikong Wu has already seen Huang Jinghui's methods. He is proficient in soul arts and possesses flying soul beasts. He should be equivalent to a sixth-grade martial artist. He swallowed the Earth Spirit Pill and his strength increased a lot. He was able to practice in the Hou Mansion and Han Yun.  He fought Han Yun with hundreds of moves, but he was caught off guard, so it was not difficult to capture the woman with his eagle-shaped fist.

    "Since the girl said this, I have no choice but to risk my life to accompany you!" Sikong Wu raised his wrist and pointed the Star Cloud Splitting Gun at Huang Jinghui.

    Luo Teng saw Sikong Wu lifting a big gun with just the strength of his wrist. His breathing was smooth and his body was as steady as a mountain. He obviously had considerable attainments with a big gun. He was slightly startled. He couldn't tell that this kid  With such strength, it is not as simple as it seems on the surface. He whispered: "This kid may be weird, Jing'er, be careful."

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