Chapter 67 With a mighty force, he uprooted the towering tree! (Second update)

At night, there seemed to be a hint of coolness in the air.

Prefect Li Mu walked around the room, his face full of anxiety.

He had been tossing and turning and had difficulty falling asleep during this period, and he seemed to have aged a lot.

The Thirteen Riders of the Desert had become his concern.

If it were just bandits like the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, Li Mu would not be worried.

The blocking of the trade route would naturally be a concern for the wealthy merchants and gentry. When the time came, they would pay money and food, and one day they would be able to quell the banditry.

But if the White Lotus Sect and the Thirteen Riders of the Desert were mixed together, it would be very bad.

The White Lotus Sect had been rebelling for thousands of years.

If the White Lotus Sect instigated the Thirteen Riders of the Desert to rebel, and then attacked Nanyang City, if the city was broken, he, the prefect, would be the first to bear the brunt and would definitely be killed.

This was why he was so worried that he even posted the "Righteous Men List".

It was a pity that several waves of "righteous men" were killed by the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, and now no one dared to take down the list.

Li Mu walked out of the yamen again.

He asked the yamen runners to guard the "Righteous List" day and night, hoping that someone would come to take it down.

"Sir."

"Has anyone come to take it down?"

Li Mu asked.

"Sir, from day till now, no one has asked for the "Righteous List."

Li Mu became even more anxious.

If he really had to continue like this, he would even resign.

But after so many years, he finally became the prefect, and he was unwilling to give up!

"Huh?"

Suddenly, in the night outside the yamen, a dark shadow slowly approached.

"Who is it?"

The yamen runners immediately became nervous.

Although they always pay attention to the situation at the city gate, no one dares to guarantee that the Thirteen Riders of the Desert will not sneak into Nanyang City to assassinate.

After all, the Thirteen Riders of the Desert are mixed up with the White Lotus Sect.

When it comes to assassination, Bai Yao is a real expert!

The yamen runners drew their knives and stared at the dark shadow nervously.

Li Mu also took a few steps back, and was protected by several yamen runners.

Gradually, the figure completely walked out of the darkness, revealing his true face in the weak candlelight.

It was a burly man with a full beard, wearing black clothes and holding a short sword, walking towards the yamen step by step.

The person who came was naturally Lu Changsheng.

He ignored the yamen runners, but went straight to the "Righteous List" and stretched out his hand to tear it.

The "Righteous List" was torn down by Lu Changsheng.

Since he was going to deal with the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, Lu Changsheng would naturally come to reveal the list.

After all, it was a thousand taels of gold plus a divine power realm martial arts, and this reward would not be wasted.

"I'll reveal this "Righteous List"!"

Lu Changsheng said calmly.

He also ignored the yamen runners and turned around and left.

"Wait a minute, righteous man."

The prefect Li Mu also reacted, and he immediately shouted.

At this time, there are still people coming to reveal the list?

Although he didn't know what kind of strength the person had, he had the courage to take down the list, so he couldn't be a fool going to die.

Lu Changsheng stopped and turned to look at Li Mu.

Li Mu was not wearing official uniform, but casual clothes, so Lu Changsheng didn't recognize him.

At this time, the yamen runner beside him reminded: "Hero, this is our prefect."

Lu Changsheng didn't salute the prefect, although it seemed a bit arrogant, but Li Mu didn't care.

These people in the rivers and lakes are all arrogant and unruly. In the eyes of the martial artists, he, the prefect, is really nothing.

"It doesn't matter, I don't know the name of the hero?"

Li Mu asked politely.

"Zhuang Shisan."

Lu Changsheng thought for a while and said a pseudonym casually.

"It turns out to be the hero Zhuang."

"Hero, you took down the list of heroes. If there is anything you need, the prefectural government will try its best to meet it."

Li Mu is now like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, he has to hold on to it no matter what.

If Zhuang Shisan died again, he didn't know if anyone would come to take the reward.

Therefore, he would do his best to help Zhuang Shisan, hoping that Zhuang Shisan could get rid of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert.

Lu Changsheng thought about it and said, "I want a fast horse."

"Fast horse? Yes! The government office has fast horses."

Li Mu immediately asked someone to bring a maroon fast horse from the government office.

Lu Changsheng climbed on the horse, glanced at Li Mu, and said calmly, "Sir Li, if I kill the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, what proof do I need to come to collect the reward?"

"Do I have to bring back thirteen heads?"

Li Mu hurriedly shook his head and said, "No heads are needed. The Thirteen Riders of the Desert use the Desert Scimitar. This kind of Desert Scimitar is unique in its manufacturing method and is very rare in Nanyang Prefecture. You can tell at a glance."

"When the time comes, just bring back the scimitar of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert."

Li Mu knows the Thirteen Riders of the Desert very well.

The scimitar is the second life of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert.

Unless they die, the Thirteen Riders of the Desert will never give up their scimitars.

"Okay, then Lord Li, you should prepare the gold and martial arts secrets first."

After saying that, Lu Changsheng turned around and rode away on a fast horse.

Looking at Lu Changsheng's back as he left, Li Mu suddenly asked, "Captain Liu, do you know this righteous man Zhuang?"

Captain Liu shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of him, and even the Jianghu people don't know his name. Most of them are pseudonyms."

It's normal for Jianghu people to use pseudonyms.

"Whether it's his real name or his pseudonym, as long as he can kill the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, that's all."

"If Zhuang Shisan also dies..."

Li Mu gritted his teeth.

If Zhuang Shisan really dies, he may really have to consider "resigning".

Otherwise, he would be dead when the Thirteen Desert Riders rebelled under the bewitchment of the White Lotus Sect.

Lu Changsheng rode his fast horse out of the city and galloped north along the official road.

After about an hour, he stopped.

The whereabouts of the Thirteen Riders in the Desert are not a secret, and they don't even need a map.

Because the Desert Thirteen Cavalry blocked the official road, if you only need to walk along the official road, you will naturally be stopped by the Desert Thirteen Cavalry.

Sure enough, Lu Changsheng saw a group of bandits in front of him, looking at him fiercely with swords in hand.

"It's not a caravan, just a person? It seems that he is still a member of the Jianghu. Could it be that he is here to assassinate the thirteen leaders?"

"Most likely. That dog official in Nanyang City posted some kind of 'Righteous List'. During this period, warriors came to assassinate thirteen leaders one after another. They wanted to make a name for themselves, but they were all killed by the leaders."

"This kid is alone, and he comes here so arrogantly. He is simply going to die! Capture him and offer him to the leader!"

Lu Changsheng looked at these bandits with calm eyes, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.

These bandits were all subordinates of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert. In fact, those who actually did the massacre in the villages in Nanyang Prefecture were these bandits, and no one was innocent.

Lu Changsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense.

His thoughts were unclear and his emotions were agitated, which was when he wanted to kill someone.

These bandits took the initiative to seek death, so Lu Changsheng would not be polite.

Facing dozens of bandits, Lu Changsheng kicked off his legs, jumped off the horse and instantly landed among the bandits.

"Silk sword, kill!"

The energy and blood in Lu Changsheng's body exploded instantly.

Suddenly, Qi and blood turned into silk, and the silk was like a sword.

"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much."

Silk swords shot out in all directions like a violent storm, overwhelming the sky in an instant.

"What?"

"What method is this?"

"My hand..."

Many bandits were frightened.

With just one breath, dozens of bandits fell to the ground.

Most were turned into corpses.

Even if they were not dead, they were all injured, struggling and wailing on the ground.

Lu Changsheng still stood where he was.

He fell from his horse into the midst of the bandits without even moving.

The energy and blood in his body turned into a "silk sword" and he had already killed dozens of bandits.

These methods are simply amazing.

However, Lu Changsheng seemed to have noticed something at this moment, and there was a hint of surprise in his expression.

"My energy and blood haven't been consumed much?"

Lu Changsheng was very surprised.

The wave of "silk swords" just now would logically consume a lot of energy and blood.

After all, the loss of Qi and blood will be very large.

However, the qi and blood in his body are now surging, and it does not look like it has been wasted at all.

"No, it's not that there is no consumption, but that the energy and blood recover too quickly."

"It's bone marrow! The hematopoietic ability of the bone marrow after the marrow transplantation has been greatly improved. Although the blood is not qi and blood, the huge blood can undoubtedly quickly restore qi and blood."

"Once the marrow is changed, the ability to restore qi and blood is greatly enhanced. In particular, I not only changed the marrow, but also exchanged blood. The two phases were superimposed, and the endurance, recovery power, etc. were greatly improved."

"Although there is no such thing as a half-step divine power realm, my current state is actually equivalent to a half-step divine power realm..."

Lu Changsheng could clearly feel that his strength had improved a lot.

His current state is actually far stronger than that of Zang Refining Warrior.

Even the peak of Zang refining is nothing in front of him.

Far stronger than the Zang-refining peak warrior, but not a divine power warrior, he is the only one between the two.

What is that if it's not the "Half-Step Divine Power Realm"?

Originally, Lu Changsheng was worried about the large number of bandits under the command of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert. Although his silk sword was powerful and could be used in group attacks, it also consumed a lot of energy and blood, and was used up in one or two attempts.

Now it seems that his Qi and blood are recovering quickly, and there is no need to worry about Qi and blood consumption.

Lu Changsheng walked directly in front of a bandit. This bandit's arm was pierced by a silk sword and his clothes were dyed red with blood, but he probably wouldn't be dead for a while.

Lu Changsheng grabbed hold of the bandit with his big hand, directly lifted the bandit up, and asked coldly: "Where are the Desert Thirteen Riders?"

"In the cottage."

"Guide the way."

Lu Changsheng didn't care about the bandit's injuries and directly carried the bandit into the forest.

In the mountain forest, Lu Changsheng saw an abandoned temple halfway up the mountain from a distance.

The temple was surrounded and some simple fences were built, but the shouts and noises of many bandits inside could still be vaguely heard.

Apparently, this abandoned temple had been built into a simple mountain stronghold by bandits.

"who?"

Lu Changsheng was discovered before he even got close to the village.

There were two faint bandits hiding in the grass nearby.

This is obviously a secret whistle!

The bandits caught by Lu Changsheng must have known about the secret whistle, but they did not remind Lu Changsheng.

"The bandits cannot be trusted!"

The energy and blood in Lu Changsheng's hand turned into a sword and instantly pierced the heart of the injured bandit in his hand.

Afterwards, he threw the bandit's body towards the two secret sentries with all his strength.

There was a "bang" sound.

The bandit's body hit two secret sentries.

"ah……"

Suddenly, the two sentries screamed and were crushed to death.

With Lu Changsheng's current physical condition, even if he just threw it casually, the force was very terrifying, and it was normal to crush two sentries to death.

However, the screams of the two sentries also alarmed the bandits in the mountain village.

"What's going on?"

"It seems that the sentry is in trouble."

"There is an assassin!"

For a while, various sounds came one after another in the mountain village.

An archer immediately hid behind the fence and aimed his bow or crossbow at Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. There were hundreds of bandits in the village.

And there were archers, who seemed to be well-trained.

Obviously, the Thirteen Riders of the Desert not only knew martial arts, but might even be proficient in battle formations.

Or, it was the work of the White Lotus Sect.

With these archers, Lu Changsheng could not take advantage of the panic of the bandits to break into the mountain village.

Even though he was already a "half-step divine power realm" warrior who had changed his marrow and blood, his body was still made of flesh and blood.

If he forced his way in, he would most likely get hurt or even be shot by arrows.

"If I had Zhao Xing's armor, I could force my way through the mountain bandits' arrow formation!"

Lu Changsheng thought of Zhao Xing's armor.

But now he didn't have it.

From a distance, Lu Changsheng could vaguely see a few sharp eyes in the mountain stronghold falling on him.

They should be the Thirteen Riders of the Desert or the White Lotus Sect masters.

They seemed very cautious and didn't send anyone out rashly.

Lu Changsheng looked around, and there was nothing else in the surrounding mountains and forests except for the densely packed big trees.

"Big trees..."

Lu Changsheng had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

When he saw the big tree with lush branches and leaves, he already had a way to deal with the archers and even break the gate of the mountain stronghold.

Lu Changsheng went straight to a towering tree that required three people to hug.

He then hugged the trunk of the tree with both hands, but he could only hold part of it.

Then he pulled up with all his strength.

"Swish, swish."

The branches and leaves of the tree kept shaking, but the tree did not move much.

The bandits in the mountain village stared at Lu Changsheng with wide eyes.

"What is he doing?"

"Is he trying to pull out the tree?"

"That is a towering tree that three people can hug! Even if you are born with supernatural power, you can't pull out such a tree, right?"

"Who else can pull up such a towering tree except for a warrior in the realm of supernatural power?"

"Although this person has a huge aura and vigorous blood, he is indeed not a warrior in the realm of supernatural power."

The bandits laughed one by one.

They have seen many assassins during this period.

But this is the first time they have seen such a "stupid" assassin.

Lu Changsheng doesn't care what the bandits think.

It seemed that his own strength was not enough to pull up the tree, so Lu Changsheng took a deep breath, and the blood and qi in his body instantly burst out.

"Boom".

There was a roar in Lu Changsheng's body, and the blood and qi burst out, and a blood cloud appeared on his head.

Then, the blood cloud began to differentiate and turned into blood and qi silk.

However, this was not a silk sword, but just blood and qi silk.

The other end of the blood and qi silk was still in Lu Changsheng's body.

These blood and qi silk were like tentacles, densely packed all over the tree in an instant.

Completely covering the trunk of the tree.

"Get up!"

At this moment, Lu Changsheng exerted force with both hands, and the blood and qi silk covering the entire tree seemed to burst out with terrifying power.

"Boom boom".

An incredible scene appeared, and the forest seemed to shake.

As the forest shook, the towering tree shook violently, and in the end it was actually pulled out by Lu Changsheng!

In the mountain village, thirteen warriors dressed in strange clothes, with pale skin and obviously out of tune with the people around them, looked at Lu Changsheng in the distance.

"How is it possible?"

"Such a big tree, he can actually pull it out?"

"It is said that the martial arts of the Southern Dynasty are profound and there are many strong men. In addition to those stupid assassins before, there is really an interesting warrior."

These thirteen people are the Thirteen Riders of the Desert!

They have always called the "Dayu Dynasty" the "Southern Dynasty".

After all, the Dayu Dynasty is geographically located in the south of the Northern Tatars and the desert.

"With a force of ten thousand kilograms, he can pull down a towering tree!"

"However, the martial arts of the thirteen leaders are even more superb. I am afraid that few people below the divine power realm can be the opponents of the thirteen leaders."

"Although this person has some brute force, brute force alone is not worth mentioning."

The speaker is an old man in a white robe, known as "Old Chu" in the mountain village.