Fear spread from the bottom of his heart. The manager of the caravan was indeed a shrewd person. He immediately understood what was going on.
It was a conspiracy. No wonder that person had such a strange expression when he went to receive the reward. It turned out that he already knew what was going to happen to them.
"Sirs, we don't dare to beg for our lives, but can you give us an explanation before we die? Just the few of us are nothing in your eyes, am I right? "
The manager of the caravan said with a bitter smile.
The Bingwu Villa was a colossus. Their lives were worthless to them. He could not understand why they would attack them. Judging from the current situation, everyone who passed by this place was probably dead.
"What a smart guy. But it doesn't matter. You're going to die today, so there's no harm in telling you."
At this moment, an old man walked out slowly and said.
Seeing the old man's appearance, the manager of the caravan was shocked. The old man was none other than the one who said that he deserved a reward.
"It's actually very simple. I just need your resentment and blood to kill you. There's nothing special about the rest."
The old man said calmly.
"Is that so? Are we nothing but ants?"
Hearing the old man's words, the manager of the caravan smiled bitterly.
"You're not bad. I can give you a chance to live, and I'll let you live a good life. What do you think? Join the Bingwu Villa, and I'll give you the position of that person today. What do you think? "
The old man looked down at the manager of the caravan as if he was high above.
Hearing that he could live, the manager of the caravan narrowed his eyes and asked carefully, "May I know if my brothers can join the Bingwu Villa with me?"
"Haha, I thought you're quite sensible. What's the use of these ants in the Bingwu Villa? This is your last chance. If you agree, sign the contract, and I'll let you live. Otherwise … "
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly. Then, he looked at the people of the caravan with murderous eyes and said.
"Sigh, this is all fate. What's the use of me living alone if they're dead? Kill them, kill them. Let me have a companion in the Yellow Spring. "
The manager of Shangdu said in despair.
"Hmph! Ignorant bastard! Then you can die with them! Kill them!"
The old man said disdainfully.
Although there was a great disparity in the combat strength of both sides, the people in the caravan did not intend to surrender and be slaughtered by the enemy. Seeing them draw their weapons one by one, the people from the Bingwu Villa looked at them with disdain.
"Kill!"
As the people from the Bingwu Villa roared, streams of light instantly engulfed the entire caravan.
"Spirit Breaking Arrow, this is a Spirit Breaking Arrow. Use the beast as a shield, don't take it head-on."
The manager of the caravan shouted.
Swish, swish, swish …
Screams of agony could be heard coming from the caravan as the sound of air being torn apart was heard.
It was only a single attack, but their entire caravan was almost wiped out.
The manager of the caravan trembled in fear. He wasn't strong, and he was only lucky enough to survive. But now, it seemed that his luck had come to an end.
He had thought that he would be able to kill one or two of them, but …
It was a one-sided massacre. However, when the Bingwu Villa's people approached the caravan and were about to reap the final harvest …
Clang …
A golden sound rang out as a beam of sword Qi tore through the sky. None of the people from the Martial Soldier Villa who were close to the caravan were spared. They were all killed by this beam of sword Qi and their corpses were ripped apart.
Blood and minced meat scattered on the ground. The old man from the Bingwu Villa reacted immediately. He looked in the direction where the sword Qi came from with a gloomy face and shouted, "Who are you?"
The manager of the caravan had never felt so wise before. Although he did not see the person who saved his life, he was sure who it was from the traces on the ground.
With the Thousand Feather Sword in his hand, Ye Fanchen had an evil smile on his face as he slowly walked over.
"Someone sent me a pillow when I was sleepy. I was wondering where I could find my tongue."
Ye Fanchen said with a smile.
"It's you?"
The old man's heart trembled when he saw Ye Fanchen.
Earlier, he had already experienced Ye Fanchen's unparalleled sword will. However, judging from the current scene, it seemed that Ye Fanchen was much more powerful than he had imagined.
"Why do you want to get involved in this mess? You should know that we're from the Bingwu Villa. "
The old man said with a gloomy face.
The old man was very afraid of Ye Fanchen. Moreover, he was the only one here now. The old man was not confident that he could kill Ye Fanchen.
"Haha, come on. Who do you think you are? How dare you bully me with your power? Although you're not very strong, you're quite bold. Tell me about it. Do you have a pure bloodline on the mountain? "
Ye Fanchen said with a smile. He seemed to be looking forward to seeing if the answer from the old man would be the one he wanted.
On the other side, the old man's aura burst out the moment he heard Ou Yangming's words. He then shouted, "Who are you?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It seems that you're not going to tell me. You're just a guy in the Middle-stage of the Natal Opening Stage. Fine, I'll ask you after I cripple you. "
As Ye Fanchen finished speaking, he slashed out with his Thousand Feather Sword.
"Crackle …"
The black-red lightning flashed, and the sword light arrived in front of the old man almost instantly.
"Boom …"
With a loud sound, Ye Fanchen frowned.
The old man was not very strong, but his treasures were very powerful.
The old man was wearing Light Armor and holding a huge Biscuit. With his spiritual power bursting out, he stood there like a god of war.
This was the foundation of the Bingwu Villa. Every person above the Chaotic Realm was armed to the teeth.
Compared to powerhouses of the same level, their equipment in battle was undoubtedly a few levels better than the opponent's, even at the very least.
"Boy, I don't care who you are or where you're from. You're going to die today."
A muddy voice came from the Light Armor. The old man was furious, and he had the right to be angry. He was one realm higher than Ye Fanchen, and his equipment was better than Ye Fanchen's.
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