Aggressive The arrows kept piercing into the wooden planks of the carriage, making a dull crash like a war drum, and the horses that were hit by the arrows fell to the ground and rolled in pain, shaking so that the whole carriage creaked.
The sound of arrows breaking through the air, the sound of feathered arrows hitting the planks and flesh, and the mournful neighing of horses, all kinds of sounds were mixed together, so that the place where the two carriages were located instantly became a Shura field.
Lin Xi looked at this Shura field, frowned slightly, and said softly: "I have never deceived them before, this is indeed a good explanation, but why did you lie to them this time?"
Chen Feirong said very innocently and naturally: "Because I want to follow you, and let them try, of course it is safer for us." ” Hearing the word "we" in her sentence, Bian Linghan suddenly frowned even more unhappily.
"Something doesn't seem right."
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyi suddenly said in a solemn and soft voice.
Lin Xi's gaze never left that area, and he already felt that something was wrong.
Because the people in the two carriages were too calm, in the face of the sudden burst of arrows, the people in the carriage that set out from Bukchangdong only opened the carriage door as fast as they could, and it seemed certain that these arrows could not penetrate the wall of the carriage at all, and hid in the almost completely closed carriage.
Most of the people in the convoy coming from the opposite side were hiding directly under the carriages.
At this moment, there were no more feathered arrows between the dense forests, and the mountains and forests shook like waves, and the figures with red scarves roared out of the mountains and forests.
All the entourages of the two carriages would not have more than forty people combined, and the strong men with red scarves on their heads looked at least more than a hundred at a glance, but the vast majority of the people in the two carriages still had no tendency to fight back, nor did they have the tendency to escape.
"There's nothing wrong with that."
Chen Feirong also quieted down, looked at the place with a pair of bright eyes that were a little too big on her face, and said softly: "Of course, people who dare to trade in this kind of place will not simply send spies to search the mountains and forests on both sides in advance, which can only show that the characters in these two carriages have absolute confidence in their own strength, and even if they are killing here, they are not afraid of alarming the rangers of the border army." ” "It's just that these desires for profit are consumed, and the people in the game can't see that your opponents are all like this, and I want to follow you even more."
In these last two sentences, Chen Feirong's voice was extremely low, but it seemed to be talking to herself.
Lin Xi heard Chen Feirong's two words, but he didn't say anything for a while, but his brows jumped sharply.
In the line of sight, the figures with red scarves on their heads rushing out of the mountains and forests were less than two hundred steps away from the two train fleets.
At this moment, among the two train fleets, a lone person walked out.
The sky was already dark, and the two train fleets were not lit, so Lin Xi and the others couldn't see people's faces clearly at such a distance, but at this moment, he could see clearly.
Because the whole body of this man glowed brightly yellow.
This is a middle-aged man with two mustaches trimmed very finely, and it is precisely because of the excessively fine trimming, coupled with some expectant smiles on his face at this moment, that his whole body exudes a sinister aura.
Lin Xi, Jiang Xiaoyi, and Bian Linghan's breathing suddenly stopped, as if a bucket of ice water was poured directly from the top of the heads of the three of them in an instant, and it was cold to the bones of the three of them, and the three of them were subconsciously a little afraid to move for a while.
The man, whose beard was overtrimmed, rushed in front of the figures with red scarves in a few ups and downs at a speed that the three of them could not have imagined.
I didn't see what kind of movement he was doing, and the two figures with red scarves wrapped in their heads in front of him didn't even scream, and their entire bodies exploded directly backwards, turning into countless extremely small flesh and blood sprayed out.
For a moment, all the excited shouts from the mouths of all the figures with red scarves on their heads disappeared, and there was a dead silence.
The man, whose beard was overtrimmed, had a black spear in his hand at some point, and he threw it away as if nothing had happened.
The spear made an unusually terrible sound in the air, piercing five figures with red scarves in a row, bringing out a long wave of blood in the air, and then nailed the last corpse into the dirt.
A layer of cold sweat broke out in Lin Xi's palms.
What a cultivator this is It is not difficult for a cultivator to kill several ordinary martial artists in an instant, but to directly smash the martial artists and spray them back, this kind of power is still unimaginable for Lin Xi.
"Great Power Teacher" Chen Feirong's somewhat nervous but very sure voice sounded very softly at this time, "What kind of deal is this, this mustache is actually a great country teacher's cultivation."
"Snort" "Snort" "Snort" "Snort" In the distance, there was a sudden sound of a continuous strange breaking of the air.
At this moment, the initial pride and excitement of all the figures with red scarves on their heads had completely turned into horror and fear, and the delicate mustachioed man walked at an extremely fast speed in the formation, and everyone who approached him was beaten into a rain of blood that burst out from his gestures.
The huge iron shields, the poison-fed hooks and sickles, and the weapons that were usually used against the cultivators did not work at all, and all these outlaws with red scarves on their heads began to scatter and flee like dogs.
There were six people in the convoy who walked out side by side, each holding an extremely heavy and huge black shadow in their hands, and the continuous sound of sneering and breaking through the air came from the black shadow in their hands, which was half the size of a person.
A figure who was desperately fleeing bloomed one after another, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Ballista" Bian Linghan spit out these two words in a somewhat mutated voice.
Lin Xi and Jiang Xiaoyi couldn't help but glance at each other, and they both saw the chill in each other's hearts.
Both of them also saw that the six people were holding repeating crossbow machines.
But Yun Qin didn't have this kind of crossbow head at all, and from a distance, it looked like a giant repeating crossbow machine in the shape of an eagle's head.
Yun Qin's repeating crossbow machine has a maximum effective killing distance of no more than fifty steps, but at present, the repeating crossbow machine in the hands of these six people is obviously close to a hundred steps, and the range of an ordinary strong bow is almost the same.
Moreover, judging from the speed of this kind of crossbow machine, even an ordinary sergeant can pose a great threat to ordinary cultivators with this kind of crossbow machine.
In just a few moments, a pure slaughter was nearing its end.
None of the outlaws who rushed out of the dense forest were able to escape back into the forest.
One of the fastest red-turbaned strongmen suddenly stopped, trembling all over.
Because he found that the man with the delicate mustache had fallen in front of him at some point, looking at him with a sneering look, and behind him, there was already a place of broken flesh and corpses, and those who rushed out with him were not even a single person standing in battle.
Lin Xi slowly closed the wooden box.
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Those giant repeating crossbow machines that had never appeared on a formal battlefield were nothing to them, but the existence of a great power master-level cultivator made it impossible for them to make any movement at all, at least at this time.
There is almost no trickery in the cultivation of soul power in this world, especially when it comes to the cultivation of the national priests, no elixir will no longer work, and if you want to improve your cultivation, you can only rely on meditation and practice, relying on the slow accumulation of time.
And the higher the cultivation, the slower the rise of the cultivation.
This is extremely simple, the practitioner's body is like a bowl, if this bowl is only the size of the bowl that is usually eaten, then the few drops of water obtained by the practitioner every day are injected into it, and the water level in the bowl can naturally rise significantly, but if the bowl becomes the size of a pond, then I don't know how many drops of water will have to go into it to see the slightest movement.
With the strength of Lin Xi and the others, there is still a chance of winning a sneak attack on a Great Soul Master, but if it is a national soldier, there is definitely no chance of success.
As for the great power division, if he is facing the enemy head-on, with Lin Xi's current strength, he is no different from those ordinary martial artists at all, and I am afraid that he will be beaten to pieces under one face.
The national scholar should be a shining figure in the whole world, and the great national teacher is the dragon among the people, and he should not appear here at all.
The interest in Chen Feirong's original eyes had completely faded, and her strong curiosity about the things in the two carriages was too weak compared to the shock of a great power teacher-level cultivator.
The men in the two carriages had already begun to clean the Shura field.
Almost all of the horses in the trailer were killed by the initial rain of arrows, but the men in the two wagons did not appear to be in a hurry, and simply dragged the horses to the side of the road.
"Now that you have seen the strength of these people, you should understand that there will be no benefit from following us."
Lin Xi groaned for a moment, turned his head and whispered to Chen Feirong, who had lowered her body, "You can leave." ” "Leave" Chen Feirong stared at Lin Xi's bright eyes, shook her head, and said very seriously: "What I told you earlier is true, I want to be your guest and your waiter." ” "Why" Lin Xi looked at Chen Feirong and said, "There must always be a reason for everything." ” Chen Feirong looked at Lin Xi and said, "Because of your two medals, because you already have two such medals at such an age, this is enough for me to follow." ” Lin Xi frowned and said, "You're wrong, I'm not the big guy you think." ” Chen Feirong shook her head, "You will become that kind of big person, and for people like us, if you have become that kind of big person, how can you still look down on us." ” Lin Xi's brows furrowed even tighter, he glanced at the place where the two train fleets were, thought about it, turned his head to look at Chen Feirong again, and asked, "What kind of cultivation are you?"
Chen Feirong replied softly without hesitation: "Great Soul Master Beginner." ” "If I want to try to attack one of the carriages next, you dare to follow me without dying" Lin Xi pointed to the place where the two carriages were, looked at Chen Feirong and asked
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