Zhutian Avenue

The area of ​​Jiufujie is vast. If anyone walks around the world in one day, they can experience spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Feng, Qing, Liang, You and other states in the middle of the winter snow, ice cold, biting, clouds, Zheng, Jiannan Zhuzhou is slowly spring breeze.

On the extreme western desert, it is as hot as summer.

Mozhou is located in the border of Dafeng, separated from the Great Sea by the vast sea. There are many border guards, and the barriers across the entire desert.

Huh ~

With a heavy heat wave, a caravan was trekking in the sand.

This caravan is huge, with hundreds of camels and horses, full of goods and fresh water. Most people carry swords and swords, obviously with martial arts.

In the hot wind and sand, one by one wrapped in white veil to prevent the wind and sand from entering.

Due to the complex terrain of the Mozhou, the court rarely touched it, and the extremely high profit of the transaction between Dafeng and Dayan, so that in such a fierce environment, there were many horse bandits and robbers.

When it comes to businessmen, they all walk away in a hug. Individual small businessmen are often buried by this sand, and they do n’t know if they are swallowed up by the heavens or the earth.

"Brother Zhao, this is a very windy sand. Is there a storm?"

A tall man with a heavy sword walked forward and asked an old man.

The old man was thin and wore a gray gown and a turban face without a turban.

The old man, named Zhao Mulian, is the head of this temporary group of caravans. Everyone is convinced that he has been walking in Mozhou for decades.

Upon hearing this, he looked at the sky and shook his head slightly:

"Although the sand is not small, it doesn't look like a storm is coming, but just in case, you have to be careful. You must have an inn in front of you. If you are there, rest for the night."

There was a hint of sorrow in Zhao Mulian's heart.

In the past year, Mozhou has not been quite peaceful. It is said that it has something to do with the fight between two big men among the rivers and lakes. Many martial arts people have entered Mozhou.

Although these martial arts people killed many bandits, they are also extremely dangerous.

"Okay, after all these days, my nose and eyes are full of sand, so it's time to rest."

The big man looked down.

Although he has internal force in his body, he walks in the sand for many days and is a bit tired.

"Pharaoh, you told me to go down. Don't panic when you get to the inn. Although the life of Hanlong Inn is not good, as long as the silver is enough, there will be no major problems."

Zhao Mulian ordered another sentence:

"Remember, when you get there, don't mess with it. In recent days, Mozhou is not very peaceful."

"You always rest assured."

Wang Chang responded with a smile. He also walked this road several times, and naturally he didn't understand anything.

"After this trip, I settled in Dayan, and I will never take the Mozhou Commercial Road again. I hope this road will be peaceful."

Zhao Mulian sighed deeply.

There is no safety at all in the Mozhou Commercial Road. It is ten times and hundreds of times. It is not too different from the first time.

Compared to the harsh environment, the most terrible people are still people.

Although he is an old man, he doesn't necessarily have the bottom of his heart.

Huh ~

Soon after walking, suddenly, his complexion changed, and the camels began to stir up.

"Haha! Ladies, stop for Lao Tzu!"

Suddenly, a loud drink penetrated the wind and sand, and the sound wave was huge. Suddenly, the entire caravan was boiling.

Zhao Mulian's face changed.

I saw the wind and sand rolling not far away, a group of people came across the horse, splashing the dust, the speed was very fast, and the voice echoed, like a fan-shaped cross in front of the entire caravan.

The group was all riding a high-headed horse, carrying the Mori machete, and the head was a bald burly man.

In the midst of the wind and sand, naked upper body covered with scars, at first glance, he felt only murderous.

"Following the Seventies!"

"It's a horse thief, it's a horse thief!"

"Seventy thieves chasing the wind, oh dear, how did you meet them?"

The entire caravan boiled, and everyone pulled out their swords, just like the enemy.

Horse bandits in Mozhou are all over the place. Seventy thieves are the most famous horse thieves. According to legend, they are cruel by nature and have no place to stay. They wander in the ocean all day. Nothing can escape.

Even if all the goods are surrendered, they will be tortured and then leave after satisfaction.

Other horse thieves only ask for money, and this horse thief not only wants money, but also lives!

This is the reason for their panic.

"Hahaha! These idiots actually pull their swords, it's so interesting!"

A laugh came from the horse thief.

Soon, the horse thief was already around, the number was only a quarter of the caravan, but the entire caravan was panicking.

"It turned out to be Wei leader!"

Zhao Mulian stood at the forefront, and when he saw someone, his face was gloomy.

"I recognize Lao Tzu and don't hand over all the money and goods!"

The bald man scimitar brushed his scalp, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Dreamy! You are just dozens of people. You are really fighting hard, I do n’t know who is dead and who lives!"

Someone couldn't help but yelled and drew his sword to rush forward:

"Brothers, fight with them!"

"It's bold."

The bald man grinned.

"Don't do it, Chief Wei!"

Zhao Mulian's complexion changed so much that he immediately wanted to stop it, but where was it too late?

I saw the bald-headed man sneer and came across the horse. The scimitar waved a sword-like light and swept across the wind and sand.

Cut the vocalist into two with a knife.

Bloody sky burst into the sky.

The bald-headed man sat down and stood up with the steed: "Little cubs, knowing what to do, immediately kneel and ask for forgiveness. Grandpa is happy, maybe you can survive!"

"Ah! You **** it!"

With a roar, Wang Chang was about to pull his sword, but was pulled by Zhao Mulian.

"Weir leader!"

Zhao Mulian twitched his face: "Our trip to gold and silver plus goods, camel horses, and less to say, 132,000 silver, if you want, we can all give you!"

In the blocking voice of Wang Chang and others, Zhao Mulian gritted his teeth and said, "However, we can't kill people, otherwise we will fight a dead net with you!"

In the last sentence, Zhao Mulian urged his efforts to shake the sand, so that all the horse thieves changed their looks.

He has been walking in Mozhou for decades. Although he has no reputation, his kung fu is not weak.

"It turns out that there are masters."

The face of the bald man also changed slightly, but he killed the cold grin instantly:

"But you are something, and dare to bargain with my grandpa!"

"Hahaha!"

The bald-headed man urged the horse forward, the machete was raised, and under the hot sunlight, the forest cold light flashed down:

"kill!"

"kill!"

With the order, dozens of horses with high heads moved in unison, dozens of horse thieves pulled out their sheaths uniformly, waving a blade of light like a forest.

Drowned the entire caravan at once.

"Spelled! Spelled with them!"

Zhao Mulian watched the **** masterpiece in the sand, and his eyes were red, and Wang Chang pushed away:

"Brother Wang, take the sky wind and walk away!"

After a rage, he fit and flew to ten feet, and the two short knives on the cuff waved a blade of light at once, meeting the bald man with a knife across the horse.

"Brother Zhao!"

The Wang Chang's eyes were sullen, and he could not wait for his sword to rush.

But still gritting his teeth, he turned around and lifted a crying child from the camel team, a violent rage, struggling to be chopped down and knocking the horse thief off the horse.

"Old things are kind!"

The bald Dahan waved his sword and cut the paved sword light, fighting with Zhao Mu in a row.

His martial arts is much higher than that of Zhao Mulian. Even though Zhao Mulian tried hard, after more than ten strokes, he was still cut off by the sword.

One more shot, the head flew, and the blood was scattered in the yellow sand.

The bald man wiped the blood on his face, smirked and looked at Wang Chang, who ran to the desert, and howled:

"No one can escape!"

escape!

escape!

Wang Chang's blood-dyeing red shirt fled to the distant Hanlong Inn in the distance.

He knew that in this desert where there were few people, only those inns could have people, and they would have the chance to escape.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

In Wang Changhuai's arms, Zhao Tianfeng cried again and again.

In the sand of the shop, Wang Chang's body suddenly trembled, and a blood spurted out.

As soon as Zhao Tianfeng cried, he saw an arrow piercing Wang Chang's chest:

"Uncle Wang!"

"Tianfeng, hold on to the reins, hold on, hold on!"

Wang Chang's painful face trembled, and after a warning, he jumped off immediately.

While in the middle of the air, he pulled a knife, and a thick-backed long sword chopped down against the wind, and toppled a horse bandit who was chasing him.

Taking advantage of the horse's body, the whole man rushed to the bald man who had just dropped his bow and arrow!

"So daring!"

The bald headed man slaps his horse forward, and the snow-white sword cuts across like a crescent moon, and cuts half of Wang Chang's body.

But the next moment, his face changed.

I saw that Wang Chang was seriously injured, but he still rushed over and hit him.

He almost knocked him to the ground.

"damn thing!"

With a force, he pulled Wang Chang down and glanced at the little child on the horse in front.

With a roar, the horse snapped up.

His horse was much better than other horse thieves, even though he was a lot behind, but for a moment he caught up with Zhao Tianfeng who ran on the horse's back.

Just when he bent his bow and shot an arrow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ when he wanted to shoot the cub to death on the spot.

His complexion suddenly changed.

Seeing the sea of ​​scorching light, one person paced slowly in the sand.

His eyes have always been good, otherwise it would not have been possible to see these caravans in the distance, at this time, he looked carefully.

The man was wearing a blue shirt and a bucket hat, all in one body, without a sword or sword.

What made him chilling was that the man walked amidst the shining light, but there was no shadow around him!

"Who is this?"

The bald man had a cold heart.

When I saw Douyi, an indifferent eye was raised.

boom!

Like a heavy hammer falling from the sky, the bald man had only one time to scream, and the entire head burst open.