Before he finished speaking, three flying boats appeared in front of everyone.
On each boat, there were two Zifu Realm cultivators and more than ten Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
In terms of strength, Wang Daoyuan's side really didn't have the advantage.
On the first boat stood a tall and sturdy middle-stage Zifu Realm man with yellow hair and a yellow beard.
He sneered at Wang Daoyuan's group, revealing two extremely long canine teeth.
This person should be a half-demon, but he didn't have much demon blood. Apart from his hair and canine teeth, he didn't have any other demon characteristics.
He looked at Wang Daoyuan and said with a smile, "Kid, not everyone has the qualifications to join Flying Sand Wanderer.
Letting you join is giving you face. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. "
Wang Daoyuan said with disdain, "I've always liked to be free. I'm not even willing to become an elder of a big sect, so why would I serve a Zifu Realm cultivator?
If you have something to say, just say it. After that, we still have to hurry on with our journey. "
The yellow-haired cultivator sneered, "Interesting. You're even a genius cultivator from outside.
I'll first complete the mission given to me by Flying Sand Wanderer, then kill your arrogance. "
After saying this, he waved his hand, and the three flying boats surrounded everyone.
He looked at Xue Chan and asked Xue Ling, "Old man surnamed Xue, our big boss Flying Sand Wanderer wants to marry a human female cultivator. I think your daughter is pretty good.
Miss Xue Chan marrying our big boss is a good thing.
It's better for her to marry a human. In this Mingsha Plain, how many people can compare to our big boss? "
Wang Daoyuan felt that it was a bit strange to meet someone who wanted to snatch someone.
Previously, he had only dealt with the Red Beard Bandits and had seen them plunder businesses, but he had never seen anyone who wanted to snatch a bride.
However, there were very few ordinary human women in Mingsha Plain, and even fewer female cultivators.
Flying Sand Wanderer was also a particular person. If he married a half-demon woman, his descendants would be stained with demon blood. Although they would live longer, their cultivation speed would be very slow, and their comprehension wouldn't be that good.
In a place like Mingsha Plain, where even living was hard, there wasn't much time to grow.
Without strength, even living would be a problem. No matter how long one's lifespan was, it wouldn't have any value.
Furthermore, once a descendant had a demonic bloodline, it would be difficult for them to escape the influence for several generations.
Unless the demonic beast's bloodline was a high-level demonic beast or even a divine beast, the demonic beast's descendant's cultivation speed would be greatly affected and their lifespan would be greatly extended.
But this kind of half-demon woman, even Jindan Stage cultivators would be tempted, how could she fall into the hands of the Flying Sand Bandits?
Xue Ling took out a storage bag and clasped his hands. "Daoyou, my daughter is still young and has no intention of getting married for the time being.
Please be magnanimous, Daoyou. This is a small token of appreciation from this old man. Please accept it, Daoyou. "
The yellow-haired cultivator didn't even look at the storage bag in Xue Ling's hand. "Old man, are you deaf? Who wants your little stuff?
What our leader wants is your daughter. Either you marry your daughter obediently, or we can only use force.
At that time, apart from your daughter and this Sword Cultivator, I'm afraid no one here will survive. "
After speaking, the six Zifu Disciples all took out their magic artifacts, preparing to attack.
Xue Chan protected a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator behind her. Her face was bitter, tears welling up in her eyes.
This weeping beauty, any man would feel heartache seeing her.
Chu Cheng and Wu Xiao were both young, only around a hundred years old.
Among the Zifu Disciples, they were all hot-blooded brats, how could they endure this?
Furthermore, looking at the expressions of these two people, they were a bit interested in Xue Chan.
Hearing the yellow-haired cultivator's words, Chu Cheng immediately shouted angrily. "If you dare touch us, I'm afraid the Flying Sand Bandits won't leave even a chicken or a dog alive."
Wu Xiao also said disdainfully. "If you really fight with your lives on the line, the six of you really might not be able to leave alive."
The spells that the two of them used when fighting with the Yellow Serpent should be the inheritance of the Wu and Chu royal families.
But looking at their strength, they shouldn't be direct descendants.
But as members of the royal family, they still couldn't avoid their pride.
Hearing the tone of their words, these two guys still had some status in their respective countries. At the very least, they were the sons of a feudal lord.
Furthermore, the meaning of Wu Xiao's words was that they were still hiding some great killing weapon on them.
The yellow-haired cultivator's face was also a bit bewildered. In order to snatch a bandit's wife for the leader, it wasn't worth it to put their lives on the line.
These two guys were clearly body refinement cultivators who came from outside to gain experience. These kind of people mostly had a background and were ruthless characters who had great killing weapons on them.
If they were provoked, the Flying Sand Bandits would really be in danger.
But if they were scared off by a few words, they wouldn't be able to have a foothold among the Flying Sand Bandits in the future.
He pondered for a while and smiled. "Looks like these two body refinement cultivators still have some background.
But, you want to make us retreat with just your mouth, what kind of people do you think we are? "
Xue Ling was also an old fox who had been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years. Naturally, he could see that the yellow-haired cultivator's attitude had softened.
He took out another storage bag and said with a smile, "You are a magnanimous person, don't lower yourself to our level.
I still have some savings here, and I'm willing to give them all to you. Please be magnanimous. "
The yellow-haired cultivator was a bit conflicted in his heart. He could either take the money and leave, but it would be a bit shameful, and his future status would also be affected.
Or he could risk his life to take down the other party, and his subordinates would suffer heavy casualties.
If he succeeded, naturally everyone would be happy.
If he couldn't win against the other party, he would lose everything. When he returned, the leader wouldn't forgive him.
He repeatedly swayed between the two choices. Glancing at Wang Daoyuan, he had a plan in his heart.
He smiled and said, "Old Man Xue, your daughter's matter can be put aside for today. We'll prepare a generous gift for her another day, but I want to take this sword cultivator with me."
This plan was indeed not bad. If he could recruit a sword cultivator for the Flying Sand Bandits, not only would his status not fall, it would instead be more stable.
The expressions on the four people's faces changed. Wang Daoyuan had just joined the team, and didn't have any feelings for them.
To be able to escape unscathed, abandoning a teammate wasn't impossible.
Moreover, Wang Daoyuan wasn't going to die, but to become a member of the Flying Sand Bandits.
Seeing the change in the four people's attitude, the yellow-haired cultivator revealed a happy expression. He smiled and said, "That sword cultivator boy, they aren't willing to risk their lives for you.
You won't lose out if you join us. Our leader also married a few half-demon women and gave birth to a few daughters.
As long as you join, becoming the leader's son-in-law isn't a problem.
At that time, you'll be second only to one person in the Flying Sand Bandits.
A son-in-law and half a son. After the leader's hundred years, it's not impossible for you to become the leader. "
Wang Daoyuan looked at the four people's changes, and sneered, "If I'm willing to marry a wife, a Jindan direct disciple wouldn't be a problem.
A mere bandit's nest wants to keep me? "
When the yellow-haired cultivator heard this, he said angrily, "Daoyou sure talks big, looking down on us Flying Sand Bandits.
I'd like to see what ability you have to be so arrogant. "
Wang Daoyuan smiled contemptuously. Holding the Heaven Fiend Life Extinction Sword with both hands, he released the White Tiger sword intent and the White Tiger's charm. It was as if a white tiger divine beast had descended.
Everyone was frightened by the might of the White Tiger. Wang Daoyuan said disdainfully, "With your little strength, if I want to kill you within ten miles, you won't be able to live for more than two breaths of time.
Even if the Flying Sand Cultivator comes, I can still escape unscathed.
Yellow-haired, do you dare to gamble? "
When the yellow-haired cultivator heard Wang Daoyuan call him Yellow-haired, he was furious.
The veins on his forehead bulged. Both of his hands clenched into fists, making cracking sounds.
He raised his right hand. Everyone took out their magic tools. As soon as he gave the order, they would immediately attack and besiege Wang Daoyuan.
Who knew that he waved his hand behind him and shouted, "Retreat!"
The Flying Sand Bandits were all stunned. If you want to retreat, just say so. Why are you putting on a posture of wanting to attack?
Especially the few Zifu cultivators. They looked at the yellow-haired cultivator with unfriendly expressions.
I've already taken out my Life Artifact, and you're telling me to retreat?
It was like hitting cotton with all his strength, and even spraining his waist.
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