Douluo's first sword

A huge rock rolled down the hillside, creating a deep hole in the road. The smoke and dust filled the air, blocking the way for the carriage.

Under the powerful impact, the entire carriage was overturned.

"what happened?!"

Illya exclaimed and climbed out of the carriage in a panic. She looked up in confusion and found that the road ahead was blocked by boulders. A group of robbers rushed down from the mountains on both sides and attacked them menacingly.

"A robber..."

Fang Xuan raised his head, glanced over, and quickly explored the strength of the bandits.

There were about twenty or thirty people in this group of bandits. Their strength was not high. They were only at the level of ordinary soul masters. They seemed to be ordinary thieves, not a premeditated interception.

Fang Xuan could kill this kind of thing with a snap of his fingers, but he didn't take action immediately, but quietly lay on the ground... pretending to be dead!

At present, he does not want to expose his strength.

"Hahahaha, brothers, what can I say? This vote is definitely profitable. Many rich people like to disguise themselves as civilian beggars and hide their eyes from others!"

The bandit leader crossed his arms with an evil smile on his face. He looked at Illya's beautiful figure seriously, his eyes filled with fire, and he immediately concluded that this must be a fat sheep. His noble status was certain, and he was at least a count. The rich daughter of the family.

"Haha, the boss still has the foresight."

The surrounding bandits laughed and surrounded Fang Xuan and others, all staring at Ilia in the center with unkind expressions.

"Leave my lady alone, I still have twenty gold soul coins here, all of them for you!"

The old servant took out a bag of gold soul coins from his arms and handed it to the bandit leader, begging him to let Ilya go.

"Twenty gold soul coins? Stinky old man, are you sending a beggar away?!"

The bandit leader sneered, waved his big hand, knocked down the bag of gold soul coins, and slapped the old servant away.

"Tsk, tsk, what a beautiful beauty, great stuff!"

"Looks like he has an extraordinary temperament, he must be of noble blood!"

"Hahahaha, we brothers can have a great time today."

A group of people looked at the pitiful Ilia and laughed evilly. A pair of fiery eyes greedily glanced at the exquisite and graceful body, and many obscene words gradually spread.

At this moment, Fang Xuan was pretending to be dead, and the old servant passed out. Ilia was left alone, standing alone among a group of bandits, her pretty face full of fear.

"You...what do you want to do?!"

Ilia curled up her trembling body and looked at the ferocious robbers in a panic. As an immature girl, she had never experienced such a scene, and she was extremely frightened.

"What do you want to do? Haha, there are so many things we want to do, but first, I want to take off your obstructive skirt..."

The bandit leader licked his lips and stared at Illya's beautiful figure with some passion. His cold eyes suddenly shot out two gleams of coldness. He stretched out his big hand and quickly grabbed Illya's white dress.

At the same time, on the ground not far away, Fang Xuan opened one eye and quietly took a look at the crisis situation at the scene, feeling that he could no longer keep a low profile...

"After hiding for so many years, it seems I can no longer keep a low profile..."

"ha?"

Fang Xuan was startled, with a strange look on his face. He lay quietly on the ground, looked towards the source of the sound, and found that the old servant who had just been slapped away suddenly got up from the ground!

His stooped waist gradually straightened, and his old, cloudy eyes shone with a brilliant light, as if he suddenly changed into a different person. His whole person was radiant and energetic, and a storm of soul power spread out from his body.

Sure enough, the masters are among the people~

It seems there is no need for me to take action.

Fang Xuan glanced at the old servant lightly, then quietly lay on the ground and continued to pretend to be dead.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there is a master, but I made a mistake..."

The bandit leader narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the old servant who was walking towards him step by step. On the old body, four soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple and purple, alternately shone and rose, and a strong wind-like momentum wave spread out. Come.

Soul Sect! !

The bandits around him took a breath and looked at the old servant with a hint of fear. Most of them had the strength of third-ring soul masters, and some only had second-ring great soul masters, and a fourth-ring soul master. It is indeed very difficult for them.

"If you want to hurt my young lady, step over my Zhang Yunlong's body first!"

The old servant Zhang Yunlong shouted loudly, his white hair waving, his old body blocked in front of Ilia, staring coldly at the robbers who were watching all around, like an angry lion, as if he wanted to die with the robbers posture.

"Hmph, so what about the Soul Sect? You are already old and can still exert some of your strength. Brothers, don't be afraid. Let's go together and deal with this old immortal thing first!"

Under the leader's order, this group of bandits rushed towards Zhang Yunlong like a pack of wolves. More than twenty people activated their martial spirits and soul skills, and bombarded the old Zhang Yunlong wildly.

"Well done!"

A cold light flashed across Zhang Yunlong's eyes, and he punched a bandit in the chest, killing him directly. Then he raised his hand and released a row of dense wind blades, knocking down a large number of people.

In terms of strength, Zhang Yunlong is indeed superior to the bandits, but he is too old to withstand the siege of so many people, and he has to distract himself from protecting Ilia. This is indeed difficult for an old soul sect who is nearly seventy years old. A tall order.

At the beginning, he was able to resist the attacks of the bandits with ease, but gradually he became a little weak!

When defeating the seventh bandit, Zhang Yunlong showed signs of fatigue, lacking some support, and even his body was shaking a little, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

"Haha, old thing...go to hell!"

At this time, the bandit leader sensed an opportunity. Two cold rays shot out from his eyes, and his body rushed out. His huge fist hit Zhang Yunlong's chest fiercely, and he was knocked away with a punch.

"puff……"

Zhang Yunlong spat out a mouthful of blood. His old body drew an arc in the air and hit an ancient tree heavily. He glanced at Ilia worriedly, but in the end he couldn't hold on. He tilted his head and fainted. .

"Hahahaha, the trouble is solved, brothers... let us have a good time!"

The bandit leader, with an evil look on his face, led a dozen strong men like tigers and wolves, and walked quickly towards Illya like a little lamb, ready to use this little beauty.

"No, don't come over..."

Illya was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she quickly backed away, but unfortunately she tripped over a stone and sat down on the ground. Her black hair was messy, and her pitiful appearance was heartbreaking.

Just when Fang Xuan was hesitating whether to take action, the bandit leader laughed evilly, suddenly stretched out his evil hand, and thrust it into Ilia's skirt...

Then!

he,

I was stunned for a moment,

The smile gradually stiffened,

Finally, the bandit leader calmly retracted his hand, sullenly, without saying a word, and left in a hurry with his men.

…

Dark night fell, and we were on our way to the Kingdom of Barak.

Fang Xuan finally couldn't help but asked Ilia: "I'm very curious, why did the robber during the day... let you go?!"

A blush appeared on Illya's beautiful face, and she said shyly: "Because, I... I am a boy."

Hahahaha~ I laughed anyway~!