Chapter 137 One-Sword Immortal

The motorcade swayed along the straight but bumpy official road.

Almost as soon as he set off, Lu Chunsheng fell asleep in the carriage. He asked someone to put the big box on his carriage. Whenever he saw it, Lu Chunsheng felt happy and at ease.

Now he was leaning on the box, following the swaying carriage, and gradually fell into sleep.

In his sleep, he seemed to have returned to the capital and exchanged the gold and silver jewelry in the box for fields, women and official positions.

It is passed down from generation to generation and enjoys the glory from generation to generation.

pretty.

He even sighed in his sleep.

"Master Lu..."

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Lu Chunsheng woke up from his sleep and heard Wang Meng's voice ringing outside.

"Sir, the road ahead is flooded. Should we wait or go around? If we go around, we may have to pass through Jueqingao. The road there is narrow and strongmen often cut the path."

"It's just a few robbers. Are the men from Huwei Escort still afraid of robbers?" Lu Chunsheng waved his hand and said, "Let's hurry up and don't delay the journey."

In Lu Chunsheng's eyes, Pingzhou is a bitterly cold place. If you can leave as early as possible, leave as early as possible. There is no need to waste time.

The carriage restarted, Lu Chunsheng rested his head on the box, and fell into sleep again.

I had a lot of fun with the two women last night, and now I still feel pain in my back and legs.

I'm old, probably really old.

……

Jueqingao.

Huang Ping hid on a hillside, covering his head with broad sycamore leaves and looking into the distance.

"Boss, here we come."

Someone came to report.

Huang Ping nodded, his sight had already seen the flag of the motorcade in the distance.

An apricot-yellow flag was tied to the front of the car, with the word "tiger" embroidered on it.

Huwei Escort Agency.

As a gang of thieves who are accustomed to Pingzhou, Huang Ping has also dealt with the Huwei Escort Bureau, and the two sides have maintained a situation of keeping in harmony with each other.

But today is different from the past. Today, Huang Ping not only wants to seize wealth, but also kills people.

He weighed the knife in his hand. The knife was not heavy, weighing only seven pounds or two taels, but if sharpened quickly enough, it could be used to vent the anger in his heart one by one.

The motorcade in the distance was swaying, coming from north to south, forming a zigzag serpentine shape.

The carriage in the middle is twice as wide as an ordinary carriage, and has a hood embroidered with silk.

"Pay attention, keep an eye on that big car, I'm going to chop off that dog officer's head."

Jueqingao is a narrow road that stretches for seven or eight miles. Once here, the terrain suddenly drops and the trees on both sides become lush.

Huang Ping's eyes narrowed into a thin line, which was a sign that he was going to kill someone.

The convoy is close, very close. If you wait a little longer, you can start.

Huang Ping had already raised his left hand, and when his hand fell, it was time to start taking action.

Some people are already counting down in their hearts.

Hulu!
Suddenly, there was a long horse's neigh, accompanied by the rapid hooves of the horse, and a black shadow jumped out of the dense forest.

This is a tall horse with brown spots on its body. The rider on the horse is dressed in black, with his face hidden under the black cloth. He has a machete in his hand, which makes the autumn sunshine look cold.

"I built this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, I will leave money to buy the road." The knight on horseback shouted.

Wang Meng took control of the convoy, and everyone in front and behind drew their weapons, but the convoy did not appear too panicked.

"Where are you from, friend? We are from Huwei Escort Agency. Can we make it easier for you?"

With that said, Wang Meng hung a bag of silver on the handle of the knife and threw it out with a snap.

The bag of silver fell to the ground, and the knight on the horse was indifferent.

"Boss..."

The men looked at Huang Ping among the trees.

"Don't panic."

Huang Ping waved his hand, Lu Chunsheng took away a lot of gold and silver from Pingzhou, and he was not the only one who was staring at them.

However, I don’t know where this person came from.

Huang Ping knew more or less all the Green Forest friends on Pingzhou Road.

"What I am robbing today is the goods of the Huwei Escort Agency." The knight on the horse shouted: "Whether I change my name or my surname, I will be your grandfather."

"Huh?" A question mark slowly appeared on Huang Ping's face.

"Uh-huh?"

The surrounding men all looked at Huang Ping.

At this time, even Huang Ping, who had always been calm, felt a little short-circuited in his brain.

"Boss, he seems to be impersonating you?"

Huang Ping nodded: "When you use your hands later, remember to pull off the cloth on his face. I want to see who he is."

It was too late, but it was too late. At this time, the escorts from the Huwei Escort Agency had already started fighting against the knights of the Jie Dao.

The knight collapsed at the touch, turned around and fled away.

"Don't chase me, be careful it's a trap for thieves."

Wang Meng circled back the men who were chasing him and said, "Be careful on the next journey."

As the chief escort of Huwei Escort Bureau, Wang Meng is also half a Jianghu person.He also knew that Lu Chunsheng's departure from Pingzhou this time had spread all over the world, just to keep him in Pingzhou.

Before escorting the escort, Wang Meng had already greeted his friends in the rivers and lakes. Coupled with the power of the Zhouguan people's food transport team, it can be said that the gangsters on this road have been properly arranged.

The only ones that haven't been arranged are just a few.

And that was what Wang Meng was most worried about.

Huang Ping nestled in the forest, looking at the back in the distance and frowning subconsciously.

So, is this the end?

What on earth is he here for?Is it just to destroy his own character?

"Boss, the convoy is coming, do you want to take action?"

"Do it." Huang Ping's left hand fell heavily, but his body stood up. With a sharp roar, they rushed out of the dense forest like a swarm of swarms.

"I am a swordsman who kills people and steals goods without leaving anyone alive."

Huang Ping shouted. At this time, he seemed to be a different person, his eyes turned blood red, and his whole person looked like a standing man-eating giant bear.

Wang Meng was also a little confused, why did a One-Sword Immortal just run out, and now another One-Sword Immortal appeared.

Among the gangsters on the green forest road in Pingzhou, the one he was most worried about was Yi Daoxian.

"Where do you think you are a bandit? How dare you pretend to be a swordsman?" one of the bodyguards shouted.

"I am a swordsman."

Huang Ping rushed over like crazy, his knife raised in the process.

The bodyguard subconsciously raised the weapon in his hand, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck, and he felt a little windy.

Then his body fell down.

Wang Meng has already understood that perhaps this is the real One-Sword Immortal.

Not everyone can fake this murderous aura.

Traveling in the world does not rely on fighting and killing, but relies on human connections.

However, when it came time to fight and kill, Wang Meng was not afraid.

He ordered his bodyguards to tighten their formation and form a circle with the carriage as the center.

Lu Chunsheng popped up from the carriage, raised his hands and shouted: "What is this, what is the situation, what do you do with these wastes!"

Huang Ping was fine without seeing Lu Chunsheng. When he saw Lu Chunsheng, he immediately became furious.

He came over with a knife.

Wang Meng stood up to greet him, and took the immortal sword with the horizontal sword in his hand.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck, and then blood came out.

"What a... what a fast knife."

After saying the last sentence, he fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Yidao Xian's sword skills are simply superb. Everyone has traveled far and wide, but they have never seen such a fast sword or anyone who uses it like this.

There were only seven or eight bandits who robbed the road, but they killed a convoy of dozens of people and turned them upside down.

After Wang Meng fell, everyone felt timid in their hearts.

After all, everyone still belongs to the category of human beings, and the man in front of him is clearly a murderous beast.

boom!
Lu Chunsheng was frightened and fell off the carriage.

He raised his head and saw Yi Daoxian holding the knife and walking towards him step by step.

One step at a time.

In the distance, Zhou Tong was riding a black horse, covered with a layer of black armor, and his whole body seemed to be hidden in the darkness.

Next to him, there is another warrior dressed in the same dress, except that the color of the horse is slightly different.

"grown ups……"

A flat-browed subordinate asked: "Yidaoxian has encountered the convoy, should we take action?"

"Wait a moment, don't worry."

"If you don't take action, are you afraid Master Lu will die?"

Zhou Tong turned around and glanced at him coldly. His eyebrows were startled and he immediately lowered his head, cold sweat falling down his chin.

"What I said was an order, and I don't want to say it a second time."

"Yes, my subordinates are wrong."

"When you get home, get yourself thirty sticks. Don't let this happen again."

Blood splashed in front of Lu Chunsheng's eyes, and his vision seemed to turn red.

When he was young, he also read books and wrote articles, and fantasized about fighting with iron horses and making achievements.

However, there is a big difference between what is written on paper and what is seen in reality.

The few escorts who were chatting and laughing just now are now dead and their intestines are bleeding a lot.

The bandit leader, covered in blood, walked toward him step by step.

Lu Chunsheng used his hands and feet to escape, but was chased by the opponent and kicked to the ground.

His hands were scratched and blood flowed out, but at this time, he had forgotten the pain in a trance.

Because of the deep fear, he cried out.

"cry!"

A knife was placed on his neck. The smell of blood mixed with the knife made Lu Chunsheng incontinent.

Then, a bloody paper ball was thrown in his face.

"Read it, read it loudly for me!"

Huang Ping said fiercely.

Lu Chunsheng opened the ball of paper with trembling hands, looked at the ink characters on it, and stammered out loud.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his crying became more and more intense.

"How was this article written?"

"what?"

"Let me ask you how this article went?" Huang Ping approached and stared fiercely into Lu Chunsheng's eyes.

Lu Chunsheng was frightened and his mind went blank. Suddenly, he regained hope of survival:

"Okay, this article is very well written?"

"Since the writing is very good?"

Huang Ping took back the knife and raised it high again: "Then why didn't you let me get hit?"

"I……"

Lu Chunsheng was a little confused when he saw a bloody knife falling towards his head.

boom!
A sharp arrow shot from a distance, just missing the knife in Huang Ping's hand.

(End of this chapter)

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