There were at least eighty, if not a hundred, bandits hidden in the jungle of Xiangnan. Among them, there were more than ten groups with Xiantian warriors. This time, Old Sabre Honcho, who had gathered all the bandits, was the strongest among them. Including himself, he had six Xiantian warriors.
This time, it was Yan Chengheng who found people to kill Yan Qingxue and the others. After contacting Old Sabre Honcho, he then contacted the other six groups.
Old Sabre Honcho's eagerness was, of course, not because of the five million taels of silver, but because he wanted to clear his name.
Most of these bandits who set up a stronghold in Xiangnan's jungle were rogue cultivators. Also, because they offended the local martial arts world forces, they had no choice but to come to Xiangnan's jungle to make a living.
Don't be fooled by their awe-inspiring appearance, every step they took was as if they were treading on thin ice. They were afraid that if they were careless and provoked the wrong people, their entire stronghold would be destroyed.
Moreover, the probability of this happening was not small. Who knew if there would be any strong people in a caravan? Therefore, every time they made a move, they would send people to follow that caravan for several days, and only after confirming the other party's details did they make a move.
But even so, there were still many times when they made a mistake. Moreover, there was no guarantee that one day, a disciple of a big sect from the Central Plains would suddenly have the idea to enforce justice on behalf of the heavens, and conveniently come and destroy their stronghold.
Old Sabre Honcho had enough of this kind of precarious life.
These years, he had used all kinds of cultivation resources he had plundered to cultivate all the way to the Spiritual Aperture realm. If he wanted to cultivate any further, his aptitude had already reached the limit. Therefore, Old Sabre Honcho wanted to clear his name, withdraw, and reappear in Jianghu with a new identity.
In order to conceal their previous identity, most of these bandits used fake names, and Old Sabre Honcho was no exception.
Therefore, he was not the least bit worried about being discovered after changing his identity. Moreover, after clearing his name, the place he wanted to go was precisely Merchant Mountain City!
He had already contacted Yan Chengheng. As long as he killed Yan Qingxue and the others, he would directly clear his name, change his identity, and come to Merchant Mountain City to join Yan Chengheng's subordinates. Henceforth, the bandit leader of Xiangnan's jungle, Old Sabre Honcho, would have nothing to do with him.
As for Merchant Mountain City's revenge, when the time comes, those idiots would naturally take the blame. What did it have to do with him?
Therefore, in the face of everyone's doubts, Old Sabre Honcho naturally tried his best to explain himself.
"You're all worrying too much. Do you know who asked us to act this time? He is the ninth son of the lord of Merchant Mountain City, Yan Huangjiu, Yan Chengheng! "
With a mysterious look on his face, Old Sabre Honcho said, "This is related to the internal struggle of Merchant Mountain City's successor, I don't quite understand it either. But in Merchant Mountain City, it's their own people who kill their own people, we are just taking their money to eliminate the calamity, that's all. Even if they want to retaliate, they won't be able to retaliate against us."
Among the seven groups of bandits, a tall and thin middle-aged martial artist who was blind in one eye asked in a hoarse voice, "It's precisely because of this that I can't be at ease. All of us are people who can't see the light of day. If in the end someone is killed and we have to take the blame, then we will die unjustly."
This blind warrior was nicknamed Ghost Fox. It was said that he had offended an Essence Soul realm expert in the past and had his eyes gouged out by the other party's Sword Qi. He had only escaped by playing dead.
Therefore, ever since then, Ghost Fox had always been very careful. His mountain stronghold had stood tall in the jungle of Xiangnan for less than ten years.
Old Sabre Honcho laughed heartily and said, "Brother Ghost Fox, you're worrying too much. I, Old Sabre Honcho, am not a fool. Of course I've been prepared for them to burn the bridge after crossing the river."
As he said this, Old Sabre Honcho took out a letter from his bosom and said, "This is the letter that Yan Chengheng sent me when he contacted me. In case they want to burn the bridge after crossing the river, I'll expose this letter and let the entire Xiangnan martial world see what kind of person Yan Chengheng is!
Yan Chengheng is different from us. If outsiders know that this Yan Jiu young master, who is usually generous and has a wide circle of friends, is actually a vile person who hires a murderer to kill his own sister, his reputation will be completely ruined.
At that time, let alone being the lord of Merchant Mountain City, even the other members of the Yan family won't be able to tolerate him! "
Seeing that Old Sabre Honcho had taken out such a powerful evidence, everyone immediately felt relieved.
But how could they have imagined that Old Sabre Honcho simply didn't want to stand together with them. This so-called letter was even more of a fabrication!
Old Sabre Honcho's mouth revealed a trace of an unfathomable smile, "That's good. For this operation, everyone should bring more people. After all, the other side has a ranker on the Ranking List of Young Masters. We can't let our guard down."
Everyone nodded. Even if Old Sabre Honcho didn't say it, they also knew that a ranker on the Ranking List of Young Masters could fight against ten people at the same level. This was not an exaggeration. If they didn't bring more people, they wouldn't dare to act rashly.
Old Sabre Honcho and the others didn't move that fast. Every mountain stronghold needed to gather people. Moreover, they also needed to determine who was going to fight. After all, it was impossible for them to go all out. They had to leave a few people behind to look after the stronghold.
In the end, after three days, the seven mountain strongholds dispatched twenty Xiantian warriors. The rest of the Houtian warriors numbered more than a thousand. They believed that even if the other side was a ranker on the Ranking List of Young Masters, they would be able to overwhelm them with numbers.
At this time, in the jungle, Su Xin and the others were moving forward with difficulty with the convoy.
The roads in Xiangnan's jungle were extremely rugged. Moreover, most of them were mountain roads.
When they came, it was relatively easy to travel with empty carriages. But now that they had brought back a large amount of goods, the speed of their advance was immediately slowed down by half.
At this time, Su Xin who was walking at the front suddenly felt that something was wrong.
In this Xiangnan's jungle, the sounds of wild beasts roaring and birds chirping could be heard. But now, not a single one could be seen.
Other than the occasional faint chirping of insects, the entire mountain road seemed to be incomparably quiet. Obviously, something was wrong.
"Stop!"
Su Xin raised his hand. The entire convoy immediately stopped. Tao Qian and the others also looked around vigilantly.
They could be considered to be experienced people. Naturally, they also discovered that something was wrong.
"Hahaha! As expected of a ranker on the Ranking List of Young Masters, Meng Qingze. This perception is very sharp. "
A loud laugh came. Immediately, a dense group of bandits appeared in the surroundings. They were holding weapons in their hands. There were also hundreds of people holding bows and arrows. They were glaring at them like tigers watching their prey.
The aura of the twenty people at the front was even more astonishing. They were actually all Xiantian realm martial artists.
Uncle Liang's complexion suddenly changed. "It's Old Sabre Honcho! How can it be them? "
Su Xin asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this person? "
Uncle Liang said in a deep voice, "This Old Sabre Honcho is one of the strongest bandits in Xiangnan. Because of this, most of the time he's a lone wolf. It's very rare for so many people to come at once like today."
After saying that, Uncle Liang walked forward. He cupped his hands towards Old Sabre Honcho and said, "Everyone has worked hard. I have one hundred thousand taels of silver here. Everyone, feel free to take it and have some tea."
Uncle Liang had walked this trade route several times. He knew the rules. Generally speaking, as long as he paid the money, these bandits would obediently leave.
But unfortunately, Old Sabre Honcho and the others were only here for money.
Old Sabre Honcho sneered. "Only one hundred thousand taels of silver. Do you think we're beggars? We've mobilized so many brothers, and you're only giving us one hundred thousand taels of silver? "
Uncle Liang coldly snorted. "Then how much do you want?"
"One million taels!" Old Sabre Honcho stretched out a finger. "There are seven families here. One million taels for each family."
Uncle Liang's complexion immediately darkened. This time, they only brought a total of one million taels of silver. Now, they actually wanted one million taels of silver for everyone? Were they crazy?
"Old Sabre Honcho! Do you know what you're doing? This is a merchant caravan from Merchant Mountain City. You dare to mess around? "Uncle Liang coldly said.
Old Sabre Honcho sneered. "I don't care if you're a merchant caravan from Merchant Mountain City. In any case, we can't break the rules. Just tell me, are you going to pay or not?"
Uncle Liang still wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Su Xin.
"Uncle Liang, there's no need to say anything more. They're obviously here to cause trouble. Even if you take out ten million taels of silver, they won't give in."
Su Xin stood up and looked straight at Old Sabre Honcho and the others. "Tell me, who sent you here?"
"Hahaha! As expected of an expert on the Ranking List, Meng Qingze. You're indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, from today onwards, I'm afraid your name will be removed from the Ranking List! "
As soon as Old Sabre Honcho said this, the martial artists on Yan Qingxue's side immediately took a defensive stance. Nie Fang and the others also hurriedly had Yan Qingxue hide in the carriage.
Yan Qingxue knew that at this time, as long as she didn't become a burden, she would be of great help to them. She immediately pulled the green fence and hid in the carriage, but there was a lingering worry in her eyes.
Su Xin slowly shook his head. "Old Sabre Honcho, right? You're able to make such a big name for yourself among the hundreds of bandits in Xiangnan, so you shouldn't be a brainless person. I'm very curious, who gave you the courage to rob and kill us?
The power of Merchant Mountain City in Xiangnan is not something you can afford to offend. I, Meng, also have a bit of a reputation. Even so, you still dared to gather so many people to rob and kill us. I presume the person behind you has offered a high price, right? "
Old Sabre Honcho's expression turned cold. "I'm sorry, Young Master Meng, there are some things I really can't say. If you want to know, go to hell and ask Master Yan! Attack! "
They were paid to eliminate disasters, so they didn't have the spare time to argue with Su Xin. The more they talked, the more variables there would be.
Following Old Sabre Honcho's command, arrows fell from the sky. Those caravan members who didn't know martial arts all hugged their heads and hid behind the carriage, but there were still many people who were directly shot to death.
The more than five hundred Postliminary martial artists could only barely protect themselves under these arrows. After all, the archer was also in the Postliminary Realm. As long as they were hit by those powerful arrows, even if they didn't die, they would be crippled.
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