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Chapter 414

Words:3199Update:22/06/21 03:49:35

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The merchant group that was like a long dragon left the Ancient City of Everlast and headed east.

Besides Duan Lingtian's group of five, there was also a guard team in the entire merchant group …

The leader of the guard team was a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist.

Duan Lingtian had a calm expression as he spurred his horse through the desert, and his mind was completely immersed in cultivation.

Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique, Wind Wyrm Form!

This scene caused Feng Ping, who walked by Duan Lingtian's side, to be unable to help but be slightly moved.

He glanced at the three Seven Star Sword Sect disciples that were chatting and laughing nearby, and the clear contrast caused him to sigh in his heart. "Not only is this Duan Lingtian's natural talent high, he's also so hardworking … No wonder he possesses such a cultivation at such a young age."

The merchant group moved and stopped, and half a month quickly passed by.

During this half a month, the merchant group didn't encounter any bandits.

On this day.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!



The rapid sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded out from afar, and for a time, the entire ground seemed as if it was quaking.

"Stop!"

Along with the explosive shout of the leader of the Ancient River Trading Company's guards, the Ancient River Trading Company stopped.

"Elder Feng Ping."

After the merchant group stopped, the leader of the guards looked at Feng Ping with a respectful expression.

Although he was the leader of the guards of this merchant group, his cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, and it was nothing compared to this Seven Star Sword Sect Elder.

The safety of the merchant group mainly relied on this Seven Star Sword Sect Elder.

Feng Ping nodded, then he brought along Duan Lingtian and the other three Seven Star Sword Sect disciples to slowly gallop out to greet the merchant group in the distance.

The distance was precisely the place where the sound came from.

Meanwhile, under the lead of the leader of the guards, the 100 plus guards of the merchant group followed behind Duan Lingtian's group to boost their momentum.

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian's eyes squinted.

He was able to see that there were over 100 horses galloping over in the distance with a vast impetus.

In the blink of an eye, they'd already arrived nearby them.

"Neigh ~"

"Neigh!"



One by one, the horses stopped not far in front of Duan Lingtian and the others.

There was a person sitting on each of these tall horses. There were more than a hundred people in total. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes and looked extremely valiant.

"Horse bandits!"

Duan Lingtian immediately guessed the identity of these people.

"Leave your goods behind and scram!"

The leader of the bandits was a burly middle-aged man with a scar on his face. He looked extremely ferocious and was currently yelling at Duan Lingtian and the others.

This person was obviously the bandit leader.

"Where did you bandits come from? Don't you know that this is our Ancient River Trading Company's caravan? "

At this moment, the leader of the guards rode his horse forward and stood beside Francis, as he looked at the bandit leader and spoke in a low voice.

"Ancient River Trading Company? I've never heard of it! "

When the leader of the bandits heard the guard leader's words, he glared at him with his big eyes and shouted, "Didn't you hear what I said? I'll give all of you 15 minutes to prepare … After 15 minutes, if I still see any one of you, I'll … "

The leader of the bandits hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by a grey clothed bandit that rode his horse forward from behind. "Leader! This is the Ancient River Trading Company's caravan, let's withdraw. "

This bandit had a fearful expression, and his body started shivering.

"Withdraw?"

The bandit leader frowned and had a puzzled expression towards his subordinate's words.

This subordinate was one of the strongest amongst his subordinates, and logically speaking, this subordinate shouldn't be such a coward …

"Leader, this Ancient River Trading Company is under the protection of the Seven Star Sword Sect … Look at these people, they're all members of the Seven Star Sword Sect. Especially this middle aged man, he's wearing the attire of a Seven Star Sword Sect elder. If I'm not wrong, he ought to be one of the two external affairs elders of the Seven Star Sword Sect that's guarding the Ancient River Trading Company's branch in the Ancient City of Everlast! "

As he finished speaking, the grey clothed bandit had a terrified expression. "Supposedly, the two external affairs elders of the Seven Star Sword Sect that's guarding the Ancient River Trading Company's branch in the Ancient City of Everlast are both existences at the third level of the Void Prying Stage!"

Actually, when the grey clothed bandit mentioned the Seven Star Sword Sect, the bandit leader's expression had already gone pale.

Now, after he finished listening to the grey clothed bandit, his pupils couldn't help but constrict.

Third level of the Void Prying Stage?

"We've caused great trouble!

The bandit leader's heart trembled and his face went pale, then his gaze descended onto Feng Ping who wore the attire of a Seven Star Sword Sect elder, and he cupped his hands. "Sir, I, Old Third Wang, didn't know that you're a senior of the Seven Star Sword Sect … I've been rude."

Presently, the bandit leader had a terrified expression.

"Hmph! You bandits know you've bitten off more than you can chew, right? You dare rob a merchant caravan that's under the protection of our Seven Star Sword Sect? You've really eaten the guts of a leopard! "

Feng Ping hadn't said anything when Zhao Lei had already snorted coldly and reprimanded the bandit leader.

"You …"

The bandit leader's face went grim.

He was a ninth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist at any rate.

He was afraid of a Seven Star Sword Sect elder, but it didn't mean that he was afraid of an ordinary Seven Star Sword Sect disciple …

But, when he thought of the Seven Star Sword Sect elder present, he lowered his arrogant head and hurriedly agreed, not daring to hesitate.

He knew clearly in his heart.

With the strength of a Void Prying Stage expert, it was sufficient to sweep through their entire bandit group.

When he saw the bandit leader admitting defeat, Zhao Lei who borrowed Feng Ping's power had a complacent expression.

Finally, Feng Ping spoke, and he glanced indifferently at the bandit leader. "Since all of you know you're unable to take us down, then according to the rules of the boundless desert … You, cripple your own cultivation."

The rules of the boundless desert.

If a bandit group was blind and offended an existence that was difficult to match, then at the moment of annihilation, the bandit leader could make a choice to save the entire bandit group.

So long as the bandit leader crippled his own cultivation, the bandit group would be able to escape calamity.

What Feng Ping said caused the bandit leader's face to go grim.

"Respected Seven Star Sword Sect elder."

Meanwhile, the grey clothed bandit looked at Feng Ping with a terrified expression. "Our leader and our group of brothers have just entered the trade and were momentarily muddle-headed, thus stopping the Ancient River Trading Company's merchant group … Elder, please give us a way out and spare us."

Just entered the trade?

Duan Lingtian had a strange gaze. In this way, most of these bandits were hotheads?

But at this moment, Duan Lingtian still felt admiration from the bottom of his heart towards Feng Ping's deterrent force …

Feng Ping's strength deterred this group of bandits, causing them to utterly not dare make a move.

This was a world where the strong were respected. At this moment, it was vividly displayed.

"Since you don't dare, then I'll help you.

Feng Ping spoke indifferently.

Right when Feng Ping finished speaking, the bandit leader's face went grim.

Whoosh!

A wave of ear piercing howls of the wind gave rise to endless sounds of air exploding, and it entered into the ears of everyone present.

The people present only saw the energy of heaven and earth roil in the sky, and it condensed into 4,000 ancient mammoth silhouettes that dashed out …

Bang!

"AH!"

An enormous sound accompanied by a shrill cry sounded out at almost the exact same time.

In the next moment, everyone saw that in the blink of an eye, Feng Ping had returned to his horse, whereas the bandit leader had instead been blasted flying with his horse.

In the sky above the bandit leader, the ancient mammoth silhouettes that had just condensed completely dispersed.

"No … No … No!!"

After the bandit leader repeatedly spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, he seemed to have realized something, and his face went ghastly pale.

His eyes that were filled with hatred stared at Feng Ping. "You … You crippled my cultivation, you actually crippled my cultivation … Fight it out, I'll fight it out with you!"

The bandit leader struggled to stand up, then charged shakily towards Feng Ping.

"Leader!"

The expressions of the group of bandits went grim.

"You're courting death!"

An explosive shout suddenly sounded out, and a figure flashed out.

Swish!

A sword howl sounded out.

In the next moment, a bloody hole appeared on the throat of the bandit leader, and his body trembled before crashing onto the ground.

"Trash!"

The person that attacked was precisely Zhao Lei.

After Zhao Lei returned to his horse, he coldly swept the corpse of the bandit leader with his gaze as he spoke in disdain.

Duan Lingtian frowned when he saw this scene.

As far as he was concerned, Zhao Lei's actions were slightly excessive.

Without his cultivation, the bandit leader was no longer a threat.

"Zhao Lei!"

Feng Ping frowned and had a displeased expression, as he felt that Zhao Lei had gone against the rules.

"Elder Feng Ping, he's a trash without his cultivation anyway, and there's no point in keeping him."

Zhao Lei beamed with joy and had an indifferent expression.

"You … You actually killed our leader!"

The grey clothed bandit recovered from his shock, and extreme rage appeared on his face as he looked at Zhao Lei. "Are all Seven Star Sword Sect disciples so shameless and so unruly?"

"Shit!"

Meanwhile, Duan Lingtian was able to notice that strands of killing intent that shot into the sky seemed to have arisen from the remaining group of bandits.

"Brothers, they didn't follow the rules. Even if we risk our lives, we'll take revenge for our leader!"

Along with the grey clothed bandit's explosive shout.

"Take revenge for our leader!"

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"



The group of bandits went completely berserk, and all of them seemed as if they'd gone mad as they spurred their horses to gallop out with an imposing manner that shot into the sky like a rainbow.

Origin Energy skyrocketed on the sabers in the hands of the bandits as they flashed towards Duan Lingtian and the others.

Om! Om! Om! Om! Om!



Saber lights that covered the sky swept over.

Over 100 bandits that weren't afraid of death charged over, and even if Feng Ping attacked with his full strength, he wouldn't be able to kill them all in a short period of time.

Before long, Duan Lingtian and the others were drowned by the bandits as well.

A bloody slaughter had completely unfolded.

Duan Lingtian sat on his tall horse with one hand pressing down on the horse's head to placate the restless horse, and his other hand held onto his narrow sword.

Duan Lingtian never took the initiative to launch an attack.

But every single bandit that attacked Duan Lingtian died under his sword without exception …

In next to no time, the group of bandits realized that Duan Lingtian wasn't to be trifled with, and they intentionally or unintentionally avoided Duan Lingtian.

For a time, the area Duan Lingtian was at had formed into a strange empty space.

In the group of bandits, the bandit leader's strength was the strongest.

The remaining bandits were only slightly stronger, including the grey clothed bandit …

These 10 plus bandits were the targets that Feng Ping took special care of.

However, there were still some that escaped the net in the end.

"You actually dared kill the leader, I'll kill you!"

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