Rebirth of the Supreme Evil Emperor

"Hmm? "There seemed to be a sound just now …"

Hearing that there seemed to be some broken escort, Xiao Liu looked around in confusion.

After all, the night wind had suddenly turned cold, and some birds seemed to be flustered as they flew. These strange phenomena did not seem like good omens at all.

Especially the escort, Xiao Liu, who suddenly remembered that the leader, Escort Wu, had just instructed him to be careful as he thought that there should be wolves in the mountains.

Then, these strange phenomena just now, could it be that the wolf had really set its sights on him?

With that thought in mind, the escort, Xiao Liu, no longer cared about the firewood in his hand falling to the ground, one hand on the hilt of his knife, ready to draw it at any time.

"It seems like things are not as simple as I thought …" Ye Qing thought of the strange phenomenon that had just occurred. He sneered in his heart and decided to attack forcefully the moment the escort, Xiao Liu, withdrew his gaze.

"Did I hear it wrong?" Maybe it was just the wind. "Ai, forget it. I'll just pick up a few more and head back …"

He looked around and didn't see Little Liu, Ye Qing, who was practically sprawled out among the lush weeds not far from his feet. His mouth twitched before bending down and picking up the easily burning branches from the ground again.

Just as Xiao Liu was about to bend over, a black shadow suddenly burst out from behind him!

Although the escort Xiao Liu was bending over to pick up firewood, his left hand was holding the sheath, guarding his back. The moment Ye Qing exploded, the escort Xiao Liu's right hand grabbed the handle of his saber and quickly turned around.

After all, no matter how new the escort was, they would still be cautious if anything strange happened to him.

"Who is it!"

Xiao Liu, the escort who was about to pull out a blade with his right hand, stared intently at Ye Qing as he cried out furiously.

However, Ye Qing did not pay attention to Little Liu's angry shout. He only quickly stepped on the right hand of the escort, Little Liu, and returned the sabre from the scabbard he was about to pull out.

Then, borrowing the force of his stomp on Little Liu's right hand, Ye Qing took the opportunity to strike out a knee strike towards the escort, Little Liu's chin.

Immediately, the escort, Little Liu, fainted on the ground!

At this time, Ye Qing, who had knocked out the escort, Xiao Liu, and landed on the ground, calmly replying, "My name is Ye Qing. Remember my name and don't become a traitor, then go reincarnate in the Nether Realm."

Ye Qing looked at his surroundings and confirmed that the battle did not attract anyone else. He then took out the large blade on the escort Xiao Liu's waist that had yet to be unsheathed and used it to kill the escort Xiao Liu.

After that, after fumbling around for a while, other than the dozen or so broken pieces of silver in his pocket, there was nothing else that was useful to Ye Qing.

"Even if the Heavenly Dao does not help you, so what? If you do not have the strength, you will still die."

Ye Qing shook his head, untied the escort belt and tied it to himself. After tying up the money pouch, he took the escort's large blade and longbow, as well as a pot of arrows, and walked towards the escort camp.

"..." Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen of them? And that fat slave trader should be in that carriage with the roof over it, right? "

Quietly climbing up a tree and hiding in the shadows of the branches, Ye Qing, who was observing from over forty meters away, removed the longbow on his back after confirming the situation in the camp.

Next, he slowly raised the longbow in his left hand and drew seven arrows from the quiver with his right. There was one between each of his fingers and three in his mouth.

Although he, Ye Qing, did not know how to use skills as superb as the Nine Arrow Chain Pearl, shooting a few arrows rapidly was not a problem.

After all, when he was still a mortal in his previous life, although he was eliminated from the martial arts competition, he still had a certain level of mastery in archery. Even after nine hundred years, Ye Qing was still confident that he could accurately hit his target within fifty meters.