Thunder Martial

Standing on the plain, Sheng Rong not only did not intend to hide his whereabouts, but also deliberately released his own breath.

This is for deterrence!

Who dares to approach the holy mountain for business?

Behind him stood Sheng Lun, who was defeated by Zi Chen last time. The opponent who should have died, paid a price because of Jing Ling's accommodating, so he was still alive.

Behind Sheng Lun, there are more than ten people, all of whom are murderous.

Sheng Lun is the one who teaches the fighting skills of Sheng Lun.

The last time he took the initiative to show up and met with Zichen "enthusiastically", of course it was on purpose.

He left an indelible mark on Zi Chen's body.

So yesterday the three carriages left one after another, but he was unmoved.

A caravan appeared in front of them, with a large number of people, more than a hundred people.

Looking at the caravan that appeared, Sheng Rong said indifferently: "Not one will be left behind!"

Sheng Lun nodded. After being resurrected from the dead, he became a member of the Holy Mountain as a matter of course, and he is also a member of the Holy Mountain at this moment.

Just when he was about to go forward, he was shocked to find that the flag that the caravan unfurled belonged to the Holy Mountain.

And subdividing it further, it turned out to be the Holy Soul Mountain, definitely one of his own.

Sheng Rong obviously also noticed this, and was slightly taken aback.

"Is there a mistake?" Sheng Lun asked.

It's just that Sheng Rong's gaze quickly turned cold, "Hmph, you still want to deceive me with such a small trick? Do you think I'll let you go because you borrowed the name of our Holy Soul Mountain? Kill and leave no one behind!" !"

Sheng Lun also understood what Sheng Rong meant, he waved his hand and said, "Follow me!"

He led the people behind him to kill towards the front.

The leader of the caravan in front saw someone approaching from a distance, and immediately shouted 'alert'.

After those people approached, he was slightly taken aback, and shouted: "Master Sheng Lun, why are you?"

In Sheng Lun's eyes, murderous intent was raging, and he shot mercilessly.

Looking at the overwhelming power in front of him, the leader shouted loudly: "My lord, we are our own people, we are our own people!"

The energy surged in and overwhelmed the opponent.

Sheng Rong stood behind with an extremely indifferent expression. He didn't pay attention to those lives from the Holy Soul Mountain, even though he knew that some of them might be his own.

But since he dared to help Zichen escape, it would be betrayal and courting death!

But as the number of people decreased one by one, his expression changed little by little.

It seems that none of the team can fight.

Until the last person died, there was no effective obstruction.

Sheng Lun, who was ready to kill, looked at the closed carriages and said with a sneer, "You can bear it, so you won't come out."

After speaking, he waved his hand again.

The powerful energy surged forward, roaring forward, and instantly shattered the closed carriages, and many goods scattered out of them.

Sheng Lun couldn't help being stunned, there was no one there.

Sheng Rong, who had been sweeping the formation behind, also noticed the abnormality, and immediately flew up.

He didn't see Zi Chen, but saw a mark among the pile of goods.

That was what he left on Zichen's body, and he couldn't be found, but now he was detained by someone with a special method.

In an instant, his face turned pale.

He was tricked and killed his own people.

Sheng Lun and the others also guessed the result from Sheng Rong's face, and were stunned for a while.

"Who is it, who is it!"

Sheng Rong roared angrily, his eyes filled with devouring eyes.

Boom!

There was a sudden bang, and the ground began to shake.

Boom! Boom!

The ground continued to shake, as if a giant was walking.

Sheng Rong immediately turned his head and stared at the direction from which the voice came.

A person appeared in the sky.

only one person!

And the moment he saw that person, Sheng Rong's eyes seemed to burst into flames, "Damn it, it's you!"

The middle-aged man walking towards this side said lightly: "It's been so many years,

Your tricks are still the same, they are outdated, it's time for you to improve. "

"I let you run away back then. I didn't expect you to have the guts to come back. Since you have come to your door, don't blame me for being rude."

Sheng Rong said coldly, and the murderous intent began to surge all over his body.

"Saint Fighting has already been defeated once, how can you have the confidence to kill me?"

The visitor stepped forward and stood ten feet away from Sheng Rong.

After hearing the word Saint Fighting Technique, Sheng Lun's expression changed, and he guessed the identity of the person who came.

"Hmph, it's just Zi Chen's luck. You lost to me back then, but now you are still not my opponent!"

Sheng Rong stared at Ouli in front of him, and said indifferently: "Kill him!"

Immediately, someone rushed towards Ouli.

Apparently, Sheng Rong's actions didn't look like he was really confident, otherwise he wouldn't let his subordinates go to test him.

A light appeared in front of Ouli, and it turned into a knife. The blade shone coldly and was extremely sharp.

One knife forward.

An arc of light crossed the sky, and the visitor was divided into two.

He didn't hold back, because he came here to kill people.

The grievances and grievances of many years ago should be settled today.

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In three days, most of the people in this team, Zi Chen was able to name them.

Among them, a swordsman named Man Meng impressed Zi Chen deeply.

Although the other party is a guard, he talks a lot. When he is on the road every day, he spends more than half of his time chatting with people.

He has an active personality, but he is also a good hand, with a knife on his back that has never been drawn.

He considers himself a swordsman.

It is said that he is the second strongest in the team, apart from the leader Guo Tao, he is the strongest. Didn't it just yesterday that he recruited a younger brother who admires him very much.

The young man followed beside the swordsman, saddle on horseback.

An explosion like thunder suddenly came from the sky, followed by a gust of wind and waves.

In this storm, there is a strong wave of soul power.

Guo Tao, who was in front of him, immediately raised his palm to signal the team to stop.

Meng Meng, the swordsman sitting on the back of the beast, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked forward and said, "This is someone fighting, and the movement is not small. Could it be that a caravan encountered robbers?"

The little brother beside him immediately said: "Even if there are robbers, don't be afraid. With Big Brother Mengmeng, all enemies can be dealt with with one blow."

Qian Meng looked around and said proudly: "That's natural. The big knife behind me has long been hungry and thirsty. If you don't open your eyes, just come up."

The energy ahead is still oscillating, which means that the battle has not stopped, Guo Tao said: "Now wait here for a moment."

Zichen sensed this energy fluctuation, and his expression changed slightly.

Because there is a breath he is familiar with.

"Boss, isn't this good? In case there are bandits robbing the caravan, we should have someone to take care of us in the past. It's better than being broken down one by one, right?"

At this moment, Meng Meng gave different opinions.

"Don't be careless! Just stay here and wait for the changes." Guo Tao said again.

At this moment, the vibration in front suddenly stopped, it should be the end of the battle.

After a little hesitation, Guo Tao signaled everyone to continue on their way.

Even though they deliberately slowed down, the group of people still saw the battlefield when they moved forward.

On the battlefield, corpses were strewn all over the ground, blood was flowing, and one person stood with a knife.

He has a tall and straight figure, and his whole body is full of momentum, like a swordsman.