This immortal is a bit fierce

"Can't you see, I'm practicing, and my soul was separated from my body before. It was a blessing in disguise, and it gave me some insights." Huang Feng changed his mind decisively.

Li Motang snorted with satisfaction: "If you can cultivate the two gods of Yin and Yang, you will be able to break through."

Huang Feng nodded: "Don't worry, I will protect you after breaking through."

Li Motang's competitive spirit was immediately aroused: "Who needs your protection, and what do you mean? Do you think I must be slower than you?"

"Would you like to compete?" Huang Feng suggested.

Looking at his malicious expression, Li Motang knew that he had no good intentions, but he still said: "It's a competition, if you lose..."

Huang Feng interrupted her, grabbed her and swore a poisonous oath: "I'll get down on the ground and let you ride the big horse!"

Li Motang was stunned for a moment, then scolded: "What a mess, no need, if you lose, you have to listen to me in the future!"

"How long?" Huang Feng asked. Before Li Motang could answer, he waved his hand, "Forget it, it doesn't matter how long, you can't win anyway."

Li Motang sneered: "You are confident."

Huang Feng smiled and said: "If I win, the request is not too much. Just give me a dance. I will choose the time and place. I can't be perfunctory. Do you dare to accept it?"

Li Motang gritted his teeth: "Why don't you dare!"

Only one person with spiritual roots can become a monk, and among monks, not to mention Wangtianmen, there are only a handful of people who can enter the Hedao realm in their lifetime.

But now the two of them were making a bet on who would enter the Tianmen realm first.

Huang Feng was actually quite worried, fearing that Li Motang would announce that he had broken through as soon as the agreement was established. He had been hiding his cultivation before just to get along with him.

Fortunately, Li Motang was not as sinister as him, and what he worried about did not happen.

Qiuye Town was not far away, otherwise they would not ask for help from the border. Not long after the two of them hurried, they arrived at the boundary near Qiuye Town.

In the air, they saw a caravan passing by the official road. The two of them quietly landed and followed behind. From a distance, they happened to hear someone talking in the car.

"Brother, I heard that banditry is serious here. What should we do if we encounter one?"

"What else can we do? If we can deal with it, deal with it. If we can't deal with it, just keep the money for buying the road. Now with the war in Ganzhou, most of our business routes in the past have been cut off. If we don't get the goods this time, it won't be long before we We have to drink from the northwest wind and we must take risks."

"Understood." After the man finished speaking, he turned to the other guys and said, "You must have heard what the elder brother just said. Brothers, please brace yourself. If you are really going to encounter a robbery, you might have to fight. "

At this time, Li Motang and Huang Feng behind them looked at each other and said it was coming, so they really didn't need to spend any effort to find it.

With a crash, a group of bandits rushed out of the woods on the left and right sides, carrying various weapons in their hands, and surrounded the caravan.

"Two to refine Qi, and one to transform into God." Huang Feng did not expect that there would be three monks among this group of bandits, which were considered very powerful.

As soon as this group of bandits appeared, someone shouted: "I built this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, I will leave money to buy the road!"

Everyone in the caravan looked wary, but the next scene made them extremely stunned.

I saw a burly man who looked like the leader, and slapped his subordinate on the back of the head: "What are you shouting for? Are we here to rob them?"

The subordinate quickly said: "I haven't forgotten, how could I forget, I'm just used to it."

"Your professionalism is not bad." Huang Feng admired, and when he saw Li Motang glaring at him, he coughed lightly, "Just say it casually, just say it casually."

Everyone in the caravan couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. They had all developed a habit, and it seemed that there would be no shortage of disasters.

Hearing what the bandits said, Li Motang and Huang Feng were not in a hurry to show up. They planned to take another look to see what medicine the bandits were selling.

I saw the big man looking around cautiously, winking at his men several times, and then walked towards the leader of the caravan.

Before they even walked over, the manager said: "Good man, these goods are sent to Liuzhou City. They are all porcelain and cloth. You can't get rid of them even if you take them. How much money does it cost to buy them? You tell me the amount, and we will give it to you." , let us take the goods away.”

A monk who had just accompanied him quietly shook his head at him, indicating that there were monks among the bandits, and they were not weak. If you can't fight hard, don't fight.

"I don't want your goods." The big man approached and smiled. Although he didn't look evil, he was not kind-faced and had a very aggressive aura. This smile scared everyone in the caravan.

Could it be that the calamity is false and that the killing of them is real, but they have never offended anyone in the past.

"I don't want your goods, but send us a message."

The leader of the caravan was very surprised: "Sending a letter? Where to send it?"

"Send them all to the Yamen Collection Department and Yamen you pass along the way." The big man took a few steps forward.

The leader of the caravan subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was pulled over. He heard the big man whisper in his ear: "There are two monsters in this mountain. We are all controlled by those monsters. We hope our brothers can help us."

The leader of the caravan was startled: "You...are you telling the truth?"

The big man said in a deep voice: "It's absolutely true. Many of our brothers have died these days. I know what you think. It would be best if all of us were dead..."

The caravan leader quickly denied: "I didn't."

The big man didn't care: "Whether there is or not, I just want to remind you, will these two monsters stop when we are all dead? If you stand by and watch, maybe when you return from Liuzhou City, you will not be greeted by I'm just two monsters."

The truth was in front of him, and the leader of the caravan still understood the pros and cons. Just as he was about to agree, he saw two people suddenly appear behind the big man.

"Brother!" Someone reminded the big man.

Li Motang only showed a hint of sword intent, which made the big man sweat coldly on his forehead and back, and he dared not move at all: "Tell me the details about the two monsters."

"You go, be careful on the road." Huang Feng said to the leader of the caravan.

"The letter... are you still sending the letter?" The leader was trembling.

Huang Feng said casually: "Send it, and inform the Monster Collection Bureau."

"Understood." After the leader of the caravan finished speaking, he was about to set off. Suddenly, someone screamed among the bandits.

Huang Feng then noticed a trace of demonic aura, which was very similar to the young master of the Si family. He immediately understood what happened, came behind the man, and learned Qin Shou's method, and poured spiritual energy into the man's body.

"Hold it!" He reminded, but the screams still couldn't stop.

"Impossible, I took the antidote yesterday, and it's not time yet." The big man was a little panicked.

Fortunately, the scene of yesterday's disembowelment did not happen again. The man suddenly opened his mouth in pain and vomited on the ground.

A black monster vomited out of his mouth. Seeing this scene, the brothers around him couldn't bear to watch it, and the caravan was stunned, and then they couldn't help but want to dry heave.

Huang Feng looked at them with a smile: "Do you feel uncomfortable just watching? Don't worry, you can't hide."

The faces of the bandits turned pale. When the caravan leader heard it, he hurriedly shouted: "Let's go, set off, hurry up."

If he saw it again, he wouldn't be able to eat for three days.