Nine days alone

With Fang Zhong's current strength, there is no way to fight against a strong second-rate warrior.

So, he ran away, very decisively, very resolutely, and didn't feel ashamed at all. If he couldn't beat him and ran away, it would be considered shameful. If he knew he couldn't beat him and fought hard, he would be a fool.

The black-robed man Twelve was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and shouted: "Boy, you can't escape, take your life!"

I saw the light of the knife in his hand criss-crossing, and a light blue halo streaked across the void.That is the true manifestation of internal strength, it is extremely terrifying, even ordinary rocks will be cut off easily.

"Clang!"

The long knife clanged and the flames soared into the sky. Fang Zongqing was already protecting Fang Zhong in front of him. Fiery red flames rose all over his body, like a burning man, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply, reaching a terrifying level in an instant. Very scary.

"You, looking for death!" Twelve said coldly, with a movement of his wrist, the blue light of the knife spread out immediately.

"Hmph, it's not certain who wants to die."

Fang Zongqing looked calm and slashed down with a long knife in his hand. He has the cultivation base of a second-rate warrior at the peak level, and relying on the innate secret book "Hunyuan Jin", his internal strength is much stronger than ordinary second-rate peak warriors, and he is also a second-rate warrior. The twelve fights in the realm of warriors have an absolute upper hand.

A sharp sword light burst out between the two of them, like rainbow lights flickering, and the powerful energy spread, turning the entire area within ten meters into a mess.

Fang Zhong hid behind the carriage, staring straight at the two people in the battle, feeling a bit afraid in his heart: "It's too scary, a strong man in the realm of second-rate warriors has internal strength to assist him, and his strength is much stronger than warriors in the realm of third-rate warriors." Thankfully, I didn't hit hard, otherwise..."

Now he is a little lucky, if he really confronted Twelve, he might not even be able to survive three moves.

The flames rose, and the swords were criss-crossed.

Fang Zongqing is very powerful, much stronger than ordinary second-rate peak warriors. Although he didn't use the Breaking Wave Fist, he can still defeat Twelve completely.

puff!

Blood splashed out, and a deep wound appeared on Twelve's shoulder, and the whole flesh was rolled out.

"Twelve, be careful."

A dozen men in black robes suddenly exclaimed.

I saw Fang Zongqing slashing down with the long knife in his hand, and with tremendous power, he even split the long knife in Twelve's hands in half. Then, at the point of the blade, a fresh head flew up.

Twelve's head was flying in the air, his eyes were wide open, he never thought that he would be defeated so easily until his death.

The direction of the long knife, chopping down second-rate warriors, such a scene not only shocked the dozen or so black-robed men, but also surprised shopkeeper Liu and the guards in the caravan.

Shopkeeper Liu and Fang Zongqing are very familiar. He has never seen Fang Zongqing use force before. Suddenly seeing such a scene, he couldn't help being stunned, and muttered to himself: "Master Fang, he...he actually With such strength, this is at least the pinnacle of a second-rate martial artist, right?"

"It is indeed a second-rate martial artist at the peak level." Beside Shopkeeper Liu, the accountant's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Besides, I feel that Fang Zongqing's strength is stronger than ordinary second-rate warriors at the peak level, otherwise it would be impossible to be so clean." Kill the horse thief neatly."

A second-rate martial artist at the peak level is already considered a master in Ningcang County.

After tonight, Fang Zongqing's name is destined to no longer be mediocre. A second-rate martial artist at the peak level has enough capital to win the respect of others.

After killing Twelve, Fang Zongqing retreated quickly, he didn't want to be caught in the siege of the opponent.

At this moment, Zhuang Jun led the heavy cavalry and had rushed back and forth several times, killing hundreds of horse thieves, and it seemed that he had no intention of stopping at all, and the broad sword kept falling.

Fresh lives fell one by one, not only the horse thieves, but also the people in the caravan.

To Fang Zhong's surprise, the other two caravans were extremely powerful. No matter how hard the horse thieves attacked, they couldn't get past their defense line. Each of the two caravans came out with dozens of powerful masters. They were unparalleled in power and cruel. Kill those horse thieves with fear.

"Hey, the people in that carriage haven't moved yet." Fang Zhong suddenly saw the carriage he had noticed, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Under such circumstances, the people in the carriage still didn't show up, they were extremely calm.

"Is she confident that she is not afraid of these horse thieves or is there another reason?" Fang Zhong had an impulse in his heart, wanting to go and find out, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Beside the carriage, a few strong men were holding knives with fierce expressions on their faces. They did not make a move from the beginning to the end, but guarded closely beside the carriage. From the strong murderous aura on them, Fang Zhong understood that all these were A master, and a master with extremely ruthless means.

If he passed, he would very likely encounter these masters. The consequences would be unimaginable, and it would not be worth the risk.

Half an hour later, one-third of the hundreds of horse thieves had been lost, and most of the remaining people were terrified. The strength of this caravan was beyond their imagination. It was so powerful that they could not conquer it at all.

In the distance, the horse thief is at the end.

This gang of horse thieves is the Blood Eagle Gang, and the dozen or so black-robed horse thieves are the leaders of the Blood Eagle Gang, a total of 13 people.

The Blood Eagle Gang is not the strongest in Black Wind Ridge, but the thirteen leaders of their gang are extremely famous. He is a master of the realm of first-class warriors, and his strength is powerful.

It can be said that the real core strength of the Blood Eagle Gang is these thirteen leaders.

Among the 13 people, there are ten second-rate fighters and three first-rate fighters. This is definitely an incomparably powerful force. An ordinary caravan with hundreds of people is no match for them.

However, they miscalculated today. They had originally received news that there was a fat sheep, so they moved with all their strength and planned to loot it.

But according to the current situation, it is impossible for them to plunder the caravan, and the loss is extremely heavy. More than one-third of the number of people has been lost, and even Twelve, who is a second-rate warrior, is dead.

It's not difficult to imagine that after this battle, their Blood Eagle Gang's power ranking in this Black Wind Ridge will definitely drop.

More than a dozen people in black robes gathered together, feeling extremely anxious.

"Brother, should we withdraw or kill now?"

"Brother, make a decision quickly. If this continues, it will be too late even if we make a move."

"That's right, if we act together now, killing the heavy cavalry, and then beheading the masters in the caravan, there is at least a [-]% chance of success..."

The black-robed men said anxiously, watching the people under them fall down continuously, they were burning with anxiety, and all looked nervously at the boss Cheetah.

"Seventy percent? Huh..." The burly cheetahs snorted coldly and said, "You really think we have a seventy percent chance of making a move? Let me tell you, this is definitely not an ordinary caravan. There are still masters who haven't made a move, and if we make a move, we don't even have a [-]% certainty."

"What, you don't even have [-] percent, how is this possible?"

All the people in black robes exclaimed. They knew their strength best. The boss, the second child, and the third child alone were already very powerful, but they were less than [-]% sure of success.

what does this mean?

This means that the masters in the caravan who have not made a move are definitely not ordinary people. I am afraid that they have surpassed the realm of second-rate warriors, and may be masters of the realm of first-rate warriors.

The youngest Flying Squirrel among the black-robed men had sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and indeed looked a bit like a mouse. He glanced at the middle of the caravan and asked, "Brother, what should we do now? Are we going to retreat like this? If a person with inner strength is killed, this revenge must be avenged."

"Yes, Twelve's revenge must be avenged. Even if you can't grab anything today, you must avenge Twelve. Our brothers can't die in vain."

"Brother, give an order, let us kill and tear the person who killed Twelve into pieces."

"Big brother..."

Eleven men in black robes said excitedly, the lives of their horse thieves are not very important to them, and they can recruit again if they are gone, but the 13 of them are as close as brothers, how can they let go of the relationship that has been born and died for so many years, no They couldn't let go of helping Twelve get revenge.

"So..." After Twelve died, Cheetah felt uncomfortable, and when he saw the angry appearance of Eleven brothers, he softened his heart and said, "Then you should hurry up, me and the second, the third Help you sweep the formation, and guard against the master who may make a move at any time."

"Okay, big brother, don't worry, if we have nine second-rate warriors, if we kill one second-rate warrior, even if he is the peak second-rate warrior, he will surely die."

With a shout, except for the eldest cheetah, the second goshawk and the third flying squirrel, the other nine men in black robes galloped towards the caravan with a whoosh, their swords and swords flying horizontally and horizontally, their internal strength surging, and they did not stop at all. , Their goal is to kill, to kill Fang Zongqing.

Fang Zhong noticed something was wrong when the other party was whispering, and when he saw the other party killing him, he immediately reacted and shouted: "Father, they are coming for us, run away."

Fang Zongqing also understood at once that the person he just killed was of unusual status, and the other party must have come for revenge, so he turned around and ran away, saying at the same time: "Chonger, let's run separately, their target is me, you and I'm more dangerous together."

Fang Zhong didn't even think about it, and replied: "No, there are nine people on the other side, and all of them are second-rate fighters. I can't leave you alone to deal with it."

In fact, Fang Zhong knew in his heart that Fang Zongqing planned to go all out by himself.

But how could he let his father fight against nine second-rate warriors alone, that would be death, and he would never allow this to happen.