Invincibility starts from the swallowing of time and space

Chapter 113
WTF?

Those masked people didn't find the source of the sound, but it didn't prevent them from hearing the meaning clearly.

What are we here for?Isn't it just here to rob the medicine field of Zhenyaosi?One is to retaliate against the suppression of the demon town, and the other is to seize a batch of medicinal materials while taking advantage of the fire.

What, there are people who dare to rob us?

Many people have similar weird thoughts, and even some confusion.Whose side is this person who appeared out of nowhere? The Town Demon Lord probably wouldn't do this, and he doesn't have the strength. Could it be someone who wants to make a profit?
But no matter what, these people are not cowardly, if they shrink back when they are frightened, they will not come out to mess around.

Especially the masked men who took the lead, when they sensed signs of commotion in the team, one of them stood up immediately, and the golden light on his body spread a foot away, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Your Excellency may have gone to the wrong place, if you want to share a cup If you want soup, you can meet each other in person, everything can be discussed."

This person is obviously a true martial artist in the early stage of the eighth rank. Relying on his outstanding cultivation base advantage, he has temporarily become one of the leaders of this group of people, quite powerful.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a fierce cold wind blowing, and the golden light on his body was suppressed and dimmed, like a candle flickering in the wind.

The man drew the knife in his hand and yelled sharply: "A sneak attack, if you want to eat alone, first ask me about the long knife in my hand..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a little weird, especially the sight from behind, which was full of astonishment and a little bit of innocence.

"So white!" Someone murmured.

Only then did the masked man realize that his entire back was chilly from top to bottom.

Feeling bad, he hastily stretched out his hand to touch the back, and couldn't help the cold sweat immediately, it was already bare without any clothes, revealing the clean back and buttocks.

The gust of evil wind just now not only penetrated the golden light on his body, but also cut off half of his clothes so cleverly that he 'appeared' in front of everyone.

This time, the masked man didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore, he took the cloak handed over by his accomplice without any trace, covered his back, and shouted nonchalantly, "It's the wind master, everyone be careful."

Being able to manipulate the power of the wind, and humiliating the leader with such ease, this mysterious person is at least in the realm of the eighth stage of perfection, and he also possesses the perfection of spells. Many people present still have this insight.

For a while, other people didn't have the time to laugh at the leader, but everyone was in danger, trying to find the supernatural being hiding somewhere.

This is the most troublesome situation. If it is a true martial artist who has completed the eighth rank, the combined efforts of hundreds of them are enough to resist one or two, and even surround and kill each other.

But how can a wind-controlling supernatural power user with a perfect eighth rank be able to fight?Even if you can find someone, so what, if you can't catch up, you can't catch up.

Many people have the idea of ​​retreating. Facing such supernatural beings, they have nowhere to use their strength and can only be beaten passively.

At this time, the voice sounded again, "Have you discussed it? Again, I'm here to rob. If you hand over your belongings, you don't have to kill him."

The voice was still indistinct without a trace, flickering left and right, it was impossible to judge the trace at all.Even if there are real fighters who are good at long-range weapons such as bows and darts, it is difficult to make a move.This wind master seems to be more mysterious and peculiar than the ones he usually sees.

"Your Excellency, I'll retreat right away. We'll never cross the river. See you soon." Another leader said in a slightly hoarse voice.

After speaking, with a big wave of his hand, he was about to leave with a group of people who wanted to quit.

"It seems that you still don't understand. Did I tell you to go?" The voice reappeared and became a little bit colder.

The sound of whistling wind suddenly intensified again, enveloping those who had abnormal movements, and the wind blade mixed in it swept across their clothes with incomparable precision, leaving dozens of ragged masked people in place.

Immediately, no one dared to move anymore, but they still didn't take out their belongings.

"Since you guys like to show your ugliness so much, it's easy to do. The women take off... no, the men take off their clothes, and the women take off their face scarves. Leave all your belongings where they are." The voice became a little impatient.

"Hurry up, or you'll have to see blood next time. I only need a few dozen!" In mid-air, Lu Ming burped slightly, sitting cross-legged on the cloud, trying to spread his voice leisurely.

These masked guests who want to fish in troubled waters are only at the middle stage of the eighth rank at their strongest, and it is impossible to see through the cover of Zhaoyun's supernatural power, let alone escape from his palm.All it takes is a gust of wind to deal with this group of mobs who are united in their faces and divided in their hearts.

"Ten!" Lu Ming had already started counting.

The wind on the medicine field seemed to be getting stronger, and many people couldn't help but wrap their clothes tighter.But after thinking about it, didn't this strange mysterious strongman just want them to take off their clothes?

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

Finally someone flinched, they are now the fish on the chopping board, there is no retreat at all, they are lucky if they can save their lives, why do they care so much.

Anyway, with a face scarf on, even if people see all of them, they won't be able to recognize who it is.A group of big men, there is nothing to be ashamed of.

When someone thought of this, they suddenly felt that the mysterious person had a bottom line and showed affection, otherwise they would really have no way to get along in the arena in the future.

The first ones to move were the women present. They didn't want to see a group of naked old men. Who was at a disadvantage?
There were more than a dozen female true warriors scrambling to take off their masks, leaving behind all their belongings, and then ran away with their faces covered.They didn't dare to hide anything, for fear that the mysterious person would also take off their clothes after they found out.

"Four!" The urging voice sounded again, making the remaining people dare not delay any longer.

When Lu Ming counted to two, a group of men only covered with face scarves had fled back, leaving behind a beautiful scenery that could light up the dark night.

"Why bother, hand it over earlier, and you won't have to suffer this crime." Lu Ming muttered, and the strong wind swept all the belongings in the medicine field below into the air, and put them into his body time and space.

Although these people are just casual cultivators, they also have their own way of making money on weekdays. The personal belongings of hundreds of people add up to be really valuable.

Lu Ming made a rough calculation, and at least it was worth tens of thousands of taels of gold, which exceeded his net worth.Of course, not counting the batch of spirit stones.

"Everyone is picking up firewood, thank you, Mr. Lu." Lu Ming muttered, then glanced at several dark corners without any trace, and said in his heart: "Don't worry, I will look for you soon."

(End of this chapter)