Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 64

It will take half a day for Qiaomu Town to go to Sifang City, which is nearly a hundred miles away. After making a decision, Zhao Ji and Yuan Chengzhi set off immediately without daring to waste time.

Two fast horses galloped on the official road, one in front and the other behind, kicking up some smoke and dust, causing the green hills and green trees on both sides of the road to retreat sharply, as if they had grown legs.

Zhao Ji is not very clear about the national strength of the Wu state, but looking at the wide official road from Qiaomu Town to Sifang City, the national strength should not be too weak.

Yu immediately galloped in the wind, and the beautiful scenery floated in his eyes. Looking at the scenery of the highlands, green mountains and green waters that day, his heart suddenly opened up.

"Brother Zhao Ji, the scenery in your heaven is really good. The trees seem to be taller and bigger than those in the lower realm."

Riding the horse, the forward speed was not slow, and the scenery receded like a phantom, but Yuan Chengzhi's eyes did not feel uncomfortable at all. He took in all the scenery along the way, and felt similar to Zhao Ji.

"Yeah, the sky in this world seems to be higher. I don't know if the earth should be wider."

Zhao Ji secretly sighed in his heart.

"This heaven is good, but the population is too sparse."

Beside, Yuan Chengzhi was still evaluating the heaven.

It's no wonder that he has such a view. Starting from Qiaomu Town, he walked along the official road for dozens of miles, but he didn't meet a single person, which shows that there are few people.

As soon as Yuan Chengzhi's remarks fell, in the dense forest on the left front, there were faint sword strikes, as well as the sound of shouting and scolding, which was extremely lively.

"Brother Yuan, you really have the ability to predict the future, tell me, should we go over and take a look."

Pay attention to Yuan Chengzhi and Zhao Ji for comments.

Zhao Ji has always yearned for martial arts and rivers and lakes, and he has read a lot of stories about grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, and the love and hatred of children.

Previously, Zhao Ji was always one or half a step away from the rivers and lakes without going to Qiaomu Town, but when he decided to go to Sifang City, he undoubtedly took the first step in walking the rivers and lakes.

Now that he has traveled the rivers and lakes, he will never forget the chivalrous spirit of fighting for justice, hoeing the strong and helping the weak. Therefore, when encountering troubles, Zhao Ji does not want to run away.

"Go and have a look."

Yuan Chengzhi's answer was as expected by Zhao Ji.

The two got off the official road, got off their horses by the side of the road, tied the horses to a tree, and jumped into the air together, like a big bird, up the tree.

A forest, the trees are tall, with an average height of several feet, Yuan Chengzhi and Zhao Ji walked on the top of the tree, as if walking on flat ground.

Practicing divine action has been changing for a long time, and Zhao Ji's attainments in this lightness kung fu have reached a very high level. Although it is not as good as Yuan Chengzhi, there is no problem with being high or low.

When they came to the forest, the two hid on two big trees, hidden among the branches and leaves, and looked at the open space in the forest. It was a good show.

A gang of nearly 50 bandits, each riding tall horses, under the leadership of a middle-aged fierce man, stormed a caravan.

There are quite a few caravans, with dozens of people at most, which can be called a large number of people. These people form a circle, and there are carriages outside to form a car formation, which can well resist the ferocious attacks of bandits.

Ordinarily, in a situation where favorable geographical location and human harmony prevail, even if the caravan does not seek a counterattack, self-protection should be more than sufficient.

However, the facts are not the same. Under the attack of a group of gangsters, even though the caravan has a car formation to resist the enemy and is not far behind the opponent, it still loses.

That group of gangsters didn't seem to be ordinary horse bandits. Although they were small in number, they cooperated well. The fifty gangsters were divided into several teams, and each team attacked the caravan with great discipline, just like a regular army.

Among the caravan, there should be a young man who should be the captain of the guard. His skills are not weak, his figure is light and agile, and his swordsmanship is good. Zhao Ji secretly thought that this person's strength might not be weaker than his own.

Except for this young man, the rest of the people in the caravan who were capable of fighting were not too high in cultivation and strength, so they couldn't attract Zhao Ji's attention.

On the side of the horse bandits, the most powerful is undoubtedly the leading middle-aged man. This is a man who looks like a fierce Zhang Fei, and when he uses a thick back knife weighing tens of catties, it is very fierce. , A gust of knife wind roared.

The so-called soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, middle-aged men and young men fought fiercely, and the fight was evenly matched. One side's moves were light and ethereal, like the wind, while the other's swords were sharp and heavy, and it was difficult to resist.

In a life-and-death battle, it is best to bring out a warrior's strength to the extreme. Judging from the power of the two people's strikes, Zhao Ji can be sure that their cultivation base should be similar to his own, and they are all on the fourth floor of the day after tomorrow.

The strength of the third-rate top fighters is by no means weak. Let’s say that the bandits on the horse bandit side, composed of dozens of low-level warriors, are formidable in combination, but if there is no middle-aged man to resist the youth, the bandit side will inevitably rout.

As the fierce battle between the two sides continued, although the defense of the caravan was doing well, it was still gradually losing ground. From time to time, guards were killed, and within a short time, more than a dozen people were lying on the ground, blood flowing like a river.

This kind of situation made the young man secretly anxious. He wanted to throw off the middle-aged man several times and kill those little soldiers first, but he was tightly entangled.

The young man's lightness skills may be good, but in this small area of ​​battle, it is really impossible for him to abandon the middle-aged man and fight those ordinary gangsters.

After a while, half of the caravan's guards were dead, and the resistance was greatly weakened, and the situation was almost one-sided.

The heavier the casualties, the lower the morale of the caravan guards, and the more disadvantaged they will be in the confrontation with the bandits. It can be said that the situation has reached a critical juncture.

"Ah, you are going to die for me."

At this moment of life and death, the young man was extremely anxious, and with an eager roar, his attack became more fierce.

The original light and ethereal swordsmanship has become fierce and fierce, and the moves that win quickly have become brutal, turning the swordsmanship's pointing, stabbing, picking, chopping and other moves into fierce slashing.

The young man's storm-like attack was not only shocking, but also quite powerful. It would be a bit difficult for a middle-aged man to resist it.

The middle-aged man is a battle-hardened person with sufficient experience in facing the enemy. He knew that the young man was mad because of impatience, and his situation could not last long. Therefore, his shots were no longer as powerful as before, but calmed down a bit. Offense is defense.

A long sword was unleashed in the young man's hand, like a gust of wind and rain, it was extremely powerful, like beams of sword light, hitting from all directions, it could be said that the wind and rain were impenetrable.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man, with a thick-backed saber, used a few moves back and forth, and under the attack of the storm-like sword moves, he was as solid as a rock, unwavering.

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