The rampant comprehensive martial arts starts from Jinyiwei Qianhu

Chapter 87 86. Do you still dare to come back?
Wang Laojiu never expected that what he worried about along the way became a reality.

The caravan was being watched.

Several Sand Bandits circled the caravan. Although they were not many in number, they didn't seem to care about the guards in the caravan. They licked their big yellow teeth and looked like hungry wolves.

"The Skyhawk Gang has killed it!"

With a long howl, the sand bandits gradually approached the caravan. Under Wang Laojiu's uneasy eyes, a young boy dressed in punk galloped forward.

"The judge of the desert is here, anyone who is sensible, get off the horse and get out!"

Mad, what are you afraid of?

Wang Laojiu cursed secretly in his heart, dismounted helplessly, and took out the token of Longmen Chamber of Commerce with a wry smile.

"It turned out to be the master judge of the Tianying Gang. The younger ones are following the path of the Longmen Chamber of Commerce. Please hold me high."

"Longmen Chamber of Commerce? Hehe."

The desert judge on horseback took off the double-edged scimitar from his waist and pointed at Wang Laojiu's nose from a distance.

"Just ask it if it will answer or not."

Knives don't speak.

That is nothing to talk about.

Wang Laojiu put away the smile on his face, took away the token of the Chamber of Commerce, and raised his hand to signal the caravan guards to dismount.

Chen Jiu looked at him with admiration. He never thought that the old brother who was timid before would become so kind all of a sudden.

He underestimated him.

I just don't know how this old man is going to solve it. After all, Judge Da Mo gave him a B rating in Goldfinger, with an internal energy value of 240 points, which is quite powerful in the Grandmaster realm.

Although Wang Laojiu is also a martial arts practitioner, his internal energy value is just over 60, which is inferior in innate talent.

The answer will be revealed soon.

Wang Laojiu led a group of caravan guards and stood in front of Judge Damo. Following his gesture, the group of guards quickly knelt down.

"Thank you for not killing me!"

Kowtowing neatly, getting up solemnly, spreading their feet orderly, a group of people disappeared in the wind and sand in an instant.

puff!
Chen Jiu was dumbfounded.

No, what the hell, can we fight a little bit?
A bandit of the Skyhawk gang is used to such situations.

"The two idiots over there, why don't you go away?"

Judge Da Mo on horseback looked at Chen Jiuhe Zhuiming, stared at him, and made a gesture to charge his horse, but he didn't expect that the two men didn't move at all, as if they didn't take him seriously.

Oh?So kind?

Or do you really think that the Skyhawk Gang won't kill people?
Chen Jiu couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Squeezing Ma Ma Di, I didn't expect that the old Wang who led the way was scared away just after leaving the Longmen.

What a hassle.

Thinking of this, he spoke to Judge Da Mo angrily.

"Boy, you are in trouble, dare to rob my Jiangnan sword king Chen Wudi, right? Don't think that you don't have to be beaten because you are as handsome as me."

Jiangnan Knife King?
Chen Wudi?
The gangsters of the Tianying Gang looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.

Judge Da Mo's originally relaxed expression turned into a sneer.

"Jiangnan Knife King, hehe, kneel down and talk to grandpa."

After he finished speaking, he held the waist knife, put his legs on the horse under his crotch, and galloped towards Chen Jiu.

The scimitar in the desert judge's hand is more exaggerated than the ordinary Mongolian scimitar, with blades on both ends and the handle in the middle.

Unmoved, Chen Jiu just stood there and waited for him to rush in front of him. In the eyes of others, they thought this young man had been frightened out of his wits.

The gemstones inlaid on the handle of the scimitar shone dazzlingly under the sunlight. This scimitar, which seemed to be more decorative than practical, was extremely sharp. Along with the whistling sound of the blade, a flash of light appeared and moved toward Chen Jiu. The horse under his crotch fell down.

Chen Jiu frowned.

This hairy guy actually wanted to kill his horse.

Facing the oncoming blade, Chen Jiu remained motionless on his horse, stretched out two fingers when the blade was approaching, and then pinched it lightly.

A consonant finger can hold most of the weapons in the world, including the scimitar of the desert judge.

All the bandits couldn't believe what they saw.

The boss's scimitar of the sun and the moon, which has never been defeated in the desert, was caught by such a joke?
A majestic energy of heaven and earth spread along the handle of the knife to Judge Da Mo's hand. His hand holding the knife began to tremble involuntarily, and the calm expression on his face turned into pain.

Damn, I met a master!
Judge Da Mo endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and tried to withdraw the scimitar, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from Chen Jiu's two fingers.

Zhui Ming quietly watched Chen Jiu pretending to be aggressive. He even took out the water bag and took a good sip.

belch.
The water bag was full of wine.

At this moment, the judge in the desert was a little embarrassed and a little angry.

A pretender clamped his knife with two fingers, and the other went too far, shouting cheers while drinking, almost treating him like a clown watching a show.

Today I will teach you a truth, what is capsized in the gutter!
The hand holding the knife seemed unable to withstand Chen Jiu's powerful internal force. He let go of his palm and completely let go of the control. Then he caught it on the handle, and the double-edged scimitar turned into two handles, one in Chen Jiu's hand , and the other slashed at Chen Jiu's arm.

One yin and one yang?
No wonder there are two blades.

Chen Jiu didn't expect that this sunny young man would play yin too.

But he himself is an old cunt, and he really thinks too much if he wants to use shady tricks to deal with him.

It was still two fingers holding the Sun Moon Scimitar between the fingertips.

That's it?

That's it!

Under Chen Jiu's nose, Judge Da Mo conjured another knife.

This knife is still hidden in the scimitar, smaller, more hidden, and more dangerous.

Chen Jiu was caught off guard.

Have to admit, he was overwhelmed.

Too bad it's useless.

Judge Da Mo saw with his own eyes that the third knife was inserted into the opponent's arm, but the touch from the tip of the knife told him that he did not stab the opponent, but stabbed in the air.

Chen Jiu's arm turned into a few afterimages, like Avalokitesvara, and then the scimitar at his fingertips fell to the ground with a clatter, and those two fingers were firmly clamped on the blade again.

"For a moment, I allow you to say a last word."

"The Eagle Gang will never give in!"

Judge Da Mo yelled in a seemingly stiff voice, then turned around and ran away.

Chen Jiu shook his head, not very satisfied with this answer.

But the other party didn't attack his vitals just now, and he didn't really want to kill this buddy, after all, the performance of the young master in the movie can be counted as a character.

"Old Cui, go!"

"On what?"

Zhui Ming was enjoying watching the show, but he didn't even think about contributing.

Chen Jiu squinted at him.

"No, is this your attitude towards work as my guard? Be careful, I will go back and complain to you."

Zhui Ming didn't even think about it, and directly refused.

"Ah? Isn't the guard only in charge of drinking small wines, and if something happens, just run away like Wang Laojiu and the others just now. Besides, if you think I'm stupid, then I'm no match for that kid."

"..."

It's not embarrassing to say so straightforwardly.

But there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Chen Jiu was too lazy to chase after him, so he might as well call back Wang Laojiu who hadn't run far and continue to lead the way.

This arduous task has to be entrusted to Zhui Ming.

"Then go and call Wang Laojiu back, this guide can't be let go."

Zhui Ming blinked.

"how about you?"

"I stayed where I was and looked at the goods. What if someone steals them?"

"What kind of ghost in the desert can steal things, I think you just can't see me idle."

Amidst the bickering between the two, Judge Da Mo had already led his men and ran out a long way.

As he was running, he couldn't help but look back, only to find that no one was chasing him.

Is it just ignored?
With strong displeasure and weird emotions in his heart, the judge couldn't help but rode his horse back and found that the two idiots were motionless, arguing on the topic of how to qualify as a guard.

Damn, why is this feeling of narrow escape so uncomfortable?

Judge Da Mo rode his horse back in front of Chen Jiu under the eyes of his subordinates who didn't know why, and started yelling as soon as he dismounted.

"One day, I will definitely knock you down!"

Chen Jiu didn't expect him to come back again.

Dare to come back and speak harshly?
I really thought that the red sleeve knife wouldn't kill the protagonist, right?

(End of this chapter)