Chapter 135 The people down the mountain are too cunning (Second update, please vote)

"Mr. Liu, do you think there will really be no problem if we do this?"

A director of Sanfu Chamber of Commerce asked worriedly.

"Of course, this time we invited the Black Wind Bandits. These people kill without blinking an eye. Three of the leaders are Yizui warriors. They can be said to be more than enough to deal with Fang Yue's caravans."

"Here, there is no village in front, no store behind, and it has already left the patrol route of the Fucheng Guards. It will be absolutely foolproof to ambush Fang Yue here. Kill them by rooting them out, and who knows who did it!"

Liu Chuanzhi smiled slightly and looked at the falling spring rain. The slight chill made him couldn't help but wrap his collar.

However, the excitement of being about to kill Fang Yue, the person he hated, made him feel hot all over and he couldn't help but become excited.

Originally he didn't need to come here in person, but in order to see Fang Yue being killed with his own eyes, he volunteered and came over with a chief executive of the Sanfu Chamber of Commerce.

Although a killer has been entrusted, the result still has to be seen.

What if the other party didn't kill anyone and took their money, wouldn't it be a deception?

"Well, I hope so."

Now that they have accepted Xue Bing's olive branch, they have to hand in the name certificate. It just so happens that this party has caused them a lot of losses before.

Now, killing this person can be regarded as a relief.

After the current hurdle is over, even if he offends the Bai family, he still relies on the Xue family, which is always a blessing among misfortunes.

Sometimes it's like this. It's very, very difficult to avoid offending both sides.

Originally, Shanyang Mansion was big enough and they could survive alone, but once it got involved in a fight between the two sides, they could only rely on one side.

"Don't worry, there won't be any accidents. This heavy rain will wash away all traces, and no one will be able to find out by then."

Liu Chuanzhi looked ahead with a smile on his face. In the mountain forest, there was a faint black shadow shaking. That was the black bandit they hired. Once Fang Yue and others appeared on the road below, these people would strike with thunder. .

This road is the only way back to Xiahe County, and Fang Yue and the others will definitely pass by here.

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"kill!"

In the ruined temple, the caravan guards formed a defensive formation. Although the remnants of the Moshan tribe were brave, they were unable to break through the defense.

As for the seventh elder, he led two elite mountain men to keep an eye on Fang Yue.

As far as he knew, this person bought the tribe's scepter, and this person's cultivation level was also the strongest. As long as he captured this person, the caravan would be destroyed.

"Hand over the scepter and I will spare your life!"

He said so, but his actions were completely merciless.

Before he finished speaking, the seventh elder of the Moshan tribe stepped forward. Although he was huge, more than two and a half meters tall, he was extremely fast.

It broke through the rain curtain like a scourge, and exploded like a cannonball.

The speed was so fast that it even rubbed against the air, making a shrill scream.

"This person's strength is somewhat inferior to that of the third elder of the Moshan tribe. He should be only equivalent to the combat power of Yi Mui Dacheng!"

Just seeing this person take action made Fang Yue compare himself to the third elder of the Moshan tribe whom he had met before.

Although it was Xiahe County Chief Liu who was facing the enemy and fighting the third elder at that time, Fang Yue still paid attention.

It is known that although the third elder's combat power is not Liu Zheng's opponent, it should obviously be above Yi Xu's combat power.

Now, looking at the elder Mo Shan, he is obviously worse than the third elder. His combat power should be between Yi Mui Dacheng and Perfect.

In this way, you have to fight to know which one is strong and which one is weak.

Fang Yue also felt cruel and stepped out immediately.

Since the White Tiger boxing method is named after tiger, it is because this boxing method is fierce and violent like a tiger.

Not simply borrowing a name to add power, but truly fierce and unrivaled.

With one punch, Fang Yue's energy surged, his energy and blood surged, and the weak air flow in his body also oscillated.

The ferocious and violent aura erupted fiercely, as if a ferocious tiger really jumped out of Fang Yue's body and spread its teeth and claws in the sky.

The eyes of the seventh elder of the Moshan tribe were like bull's eyes, and the relaxed and casual expression on his face disappeared in an instant, and turned into a solemn one.

At this time, Fang Yue had also collided with Elder Mo Shan.

"Bang!"

A loud noise was heard, and the two men exchanged several moves instantly.

Fang Yue's fist touched with that of Elder Mo Shan.

The fists and kicks were combined, the wind howled, and the surrounding rain splashed.

Fang Yue, on the other hand, was forced to take three steps back by this tyrannical airflow. He stepped on the bluestone ground with his feet to steady himself.

The elder Mr. Mo Shan also took a few steps back, and the two of them faced each other, almost evenly matched.

Both Fang Yue and the elder of the Moshan tribe were a little surprised.

They didn't expect that the other party was so powerful and could resist it.

"Good boxing skills!"

Elder Mo Shan could not help but admire, and immediately took action again.

"Huh, what a little trick!" Fang Yue also snorted coldly and fought again.

The two collided fiercely again, punch after punch, this was a fierce collision of power.

The two of them used every blow with all their strength, looking for each other's weaknesses.

A quarter of an hour later, the Seventh Elder of the Moshan Tribe still could not defeat the opponent, and he also found that this person's physical strength was better than his. After fighting for so long, he was only slightly out of breath, and the opponent seemed to be uninjured, while his arm bones were already aching.

He knew immediately that if he really dragged on, he would not be the opponent of the man in front of him.

"Hehe, not bad, not bad, although most of you people down the mountain are weak, your martial arts are really amazing. But facing the power of the beast god, you will still be crushed!"

The Seventh Elder of the Moshan Tribe, seeing that he was not Fang Yue's opponent for a while, he smiled coldly, pulled away, and immediately took out a blood bag from his body and drank it.

The next moment, the Seventh Elder of the Moshan Tribe let out a low roar.

Immediately, his body size increased again. It was originally two meters forty-five, like a little giant, but now it has reached two meters seventy-eight.

The rapid expansion of his body caused the skin of the elder of the Moshan tribe to crack everywhere, and light blood flowed out of it, making the whole person look like a bloody man.

But the breath did not decrease, but became more ferocious.

"Roar"

The seventh elder of the Moshan tribe roared, and then his figure pounced on Fang Yue like a huge black panther.

Fang Yue's eyes shrank suddenly.

He felt that the elder of the Moshan tribe in front of him seemed to have really turned into a ferocious beast in the mountains.

It was breathtaking and terrifying!

However, Fang Yue's mentality was extremely stable. At this critical moment, Fang Yue did not panic at all. Instead, he mobilized all his potential and took a step forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

After several consecutive heavy punches, Fang Yue collided with the opponent, and each punch was done with all his strength.

At this time, Fang Yue had already played his last trump card.

His body was strong, and coupled with his two natural talents, his defense was far superior to that of warriors of the same realm. Moreover, with the help of that weak vitality, his strength had actually surpassed that of Yi Sui warriors.

At this time, he was fully exerted, no longer reserved.

With one punch, even an iron plate would probably be smashed through.

However, after the seventh elder of the Moshan tribe had grown in size, his strength had also increased greatly.

After the fight, even Fang Yue, who was so strong, felt his fists slightly numb.

The opponent's strength almost doubled, catching up with his current strength.

"Boom!"

Finally, the two of them collided again, and Fang Yue was also shocked back several steps.

But on his face, there was still a contemptuous smile.

Because the opponent's state could not last long, as long as he held on for a while, until the effect of the beast blood passed, this person would definitely die.

"Boom!"

Finally, the two of them collided again, and Fang Yue was also shocked back several steps.

But he still had a contemptuous smile on his face.

Because the opponent's state could not last long, as long as he held on for a while, when the effect of the beast blood wore off, this person would definitely die.

After another moment, the Seventh Elder of the Moshan Tribe found that he still could not take down the opponent. Although he almost broke through the opponent's defense several times, this person seemed to be a reef in the sea, standing still despite the huge waves.

As time went by, the effect of the beast blood also showed signs of dissipating.

The Seventh Elder of the Moshan Tribe was also very decisive and ordered a retreat immediately.

These remnants of the Moshan Tribe came and went quickly, leaving behind three corpses and then fled.

Soon, only the caravan was left in the ruined temple.

The caravan also suffered several casualties. If the Seventh Elder of the Moshan Tribe had not ordered a retreat, the casualties of the caravan would have increased. ,

"You guys hold on here, I'll be back soon."

The seventh elder of the Moshan tribe was weakened soon, so such a person naturally could not be left.

After all, if he missed this opportunity, who knew where these people would escape to.

At that time, when he was not around, they would attack his family, which would be troublesome.

After Fang Yue finished speaking, he found his bow and arrow, and his figure flashed quickly, and he chased out.

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It was getting dark, and with the heavy rain, the vision became dim.

After Fang Yue chased out, he followed the footprints left by the mountain people and soon saw more than a dozen tall figures in front.

He was not polite at the moment, and bent his bow and put an arrow.

"Swish~"

The ten-stone strong bow was pulled, and the bowstring made a whistling sound.

The next moment, a sharp arrow shot out and accurately hit the back of one of the burly middle-aged men.

This man was extremely fast, but the speed of this feather arrow was faster than his body, and he had no time to dodge.

He was shot immediately, and a stream of blood spurted out.

The powerful force even made this sharp arrow penetrate and shoot into the mud in front, and the tail feathers exposed outside were still trembling.

You can imagine how powerful this feather arrow is.

"Go to the forest in front quickly."

The seventh elder of the Moshan tribe looked back at the figure in the rain in the distance, his eyes full of hatred.

But he also knew that he couldn't go back and fight hard now, otherwise even if he could kill the other party, they would be killed or injured.

Fortunately, there was a forest in front, as long as they entered the forest, they would be safe.