Chapter 128 Testing

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In this land of the Western Regions, it is a tacit understanding in the eyes of the imperial court that local tycoons and horse bandits are colluding with each other. If a Taoist official wants to arrest a certain bandit, he will usually inform the sect or family that is actually in charge of the place first, and the latter will most likely do so. Will not choose to cover up.

Zhao Chen's sudden attack was a bit out of line.

But no matter how ignorant they were of the rules, the Xie family of Black Wind Castle did not dare to openly help the gangsters deal with the Taoist officials. Therefore, after the face of the man in charge of the patrol changed rapidly for a few times, he had to wave his hand and let his fire go. The musketry team retreated and even vaguely surrounded the "earth-burrowing sandworm" Liu Hong and others.

Seeing that the situation suddenly reversed, Liu Hong was shocked and angry, but adhering to the principle of "a good man never suffers an immediate loss", he still decided to give in and leave.

Of course, you must say a few harsh words before leaving.

But at this moment, he was shocked to find that the orange-red sword in the hands of the young man opposite him had once again filled his field of vision.

Even if the Xie family patrol team no longer intervenes, I still have more than a dozen people with seven or eight firecrackers. How dare he take action? !

"Seeking death!" Liu Hong roared angrily, and with a single slash, he spat out his true energy to block the oncoming "Sunset Sword".

But in the end, he lost the opportunity, and he was too close to Zhao Chen. He was suppressed by his momentum of using the token to drive away the Xie family patrol team, and was at a disadvantage in the mental battle.

In other words, he didn't understand what mental secret fighting was at all. He took advantage of the situation and was easily suppressed by Zhao Chen's soul power. He didn't use even 50% of his 100% strength. When faced with this oncoming sword, he didn't even defend himself against the opponent's change of moves. No backup preparations.

Therefore, I saw the "setting sun sword" in Zhao Chen's hand, and the sword light changed from "rising sun" to "setting sun", pointing directly at Liu Hong's lower abdomen.

Liu Hong's eyes narrowed and he finally recovered a little from the suppressed state. Knowing that he had made a hasty move and fell into the opponent's trap, he had no choice but to block the long sword with one hand.

With a "pop" sound, he actually blocked this fatal blow at the cost of breaking his hand, and quickly stepped back, trying to distance himself.

Zhao Chen did not pursue him, because the other party's men finally came to their senses and raised their guns and sabers.

If these people were further away from Zhao Chen, the latter would most likely use the "Water Moon Phantom Body" to escape immediately, but unfortunately, they are within three feet of Zhao Chen!

Within this range, all their actions are reflected in the external spiritual sense, and they will also be subject to a certain degree of mental interference. Therefore, Zhao Chen walked among the horse thieves extremely calmly, walking through flowers and trees without making many moves. , but every time the sword light circulates, it is accompanied by the fall of a person.

"boom!"

After all, someone found an opportunity and fired, but under the influence of his spirit and the pressure of his huge momentum, the extremely nervous gunman pulled the trigger indiscriminately without even aiming.

It can be imagined that he was so accurate that he even killed one of his companions directly.

Zhao Chen, who originally felt that he was "not faster than a bullet within three feet, but faster than a gunman", was also in a cold sweat, because in his eyes, this "casual" shooting method was more troublesome than serious aiming.

For example, this blow, after passing through the body of a horse bandit and hitting the ground, almost bounced off him.

"It's hard to prevent stray bullets!" Zhao Chen complained in his heart, and then knocked down the last horse thief brought by Liu Hong with one sword.

Naturally, Zhao Chen would not be soft on these "charlatans" who licked blood from their knives and took human lives lightly. Although he did not really hurt their lives, he also cut off their usual palms and destroyed the Dantian of several people who had achieved true qi. .

This is not Zhao Chen's wife's benevolence, but it is just because the Taoist official killed so many people in the street, which makes him look bad, and may bring trouble to Yan Hongxia.

In fact, the fate of a horse bandit who loses his force may be even more tragic than death.

At this time, taking advantage of the opportunity for his men to hold Zhao Chen down, Liu Hong, who had lost one of his hands, had already prepared the life-saving spell for which he was famous - "Sand Escape".

He formed a seal with one hand and recited a series of mantras quickly in his mouth, and then his whole body quickly sank and merged into the sand under his feet.

"I, Liu Hong, have taken note of this grudge today! Next time we meet, I will definitely get my revenge!"

In an instant, Liu Hong's furious voice was the only thing left on the scene.

next time? no more chance! Zhao Chen raised the corner of his mouth, raised a revolver with his left hand, pointed at the ground not far away, and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the "Hongxia Bullet" in the activation position of the wheel was launched, turning into a bright red sword energy, directly breaking through the ground and drilling into the sand.

"Ah!" Along with a scream, streams of blood emerged from the holes cut by the sword energy, dyeing a large area of ​​the ground red.

At the same time that Liu Hong was beheaded, a short, stocky middle-aged man spit out a mouthful of dirty blood at a restaurant next to this street.

When you look closely, you can see that his face is green and his eyes seem to have a faint phosphorescence.

"Brother Xie, are you okay?" the man sitting opposite him asked.

He was wearing a bloody robe and had a feminine temperament.

"It's okay...it's just that I wasn't good at studying and got the backlash from the 'Puppet Technique'... Fortunately, we cut off the contact in time." The short, stocky middle-aged man known as Brother Xie waved his hands, and then said with some guilt, "The failure to capture this caravan directly is a failure of Brother Zhuang's trust."

His original plan was to control Liu Hong to provoke Zhao Chen's caravan, and let the patrol team intervene to capture everyone in an honest manner, regardless of whether the other party took action.

It's a pity that this plan is doomed to fail when Zhao Chen takes out the Taoist Token, unless Black Wind Castle wants to break up with the court.

"It is rumored that Yan Hongxia has a close relationship with Zhao Chen. Now it seems that what they said is true... Not only did she directly promote him to become the ninth-grade 'evil-killing envoy', she also sealed the 'Red Emperor's Nourishing Sword Qi' in the bullet. Here, let him be his trump card."

The man named Zhuang, who was wearing a blood-red robe, sighed and continued, "But it is not in vain. At least I have found out Zhao Chen's strength and trump card. I will personally lead people to capture them later in the night.

"When the time comes, please ask Brother Xie to cooperate with me in a play, which can not only paralyze Zhao Chen, but also remove the suspicion afterwards."

"That's no problem. Your brother Zhuang's business is my business." After the man surnamed Xie agreed happily, he asked curiously, "I wonder what is in this caravan that can make you like this, Brother Zhuang?" value?"

"My subordinate 'Sand Snake' Ye Liwang has a grudge against Zhao Chen, so he is intercepted and killed here." The man surnamed Zhuang replied calmly.

"I see... Then I wish Brother Zhuang success!" The man surnamed Xie had a look of surprise on his face, as if he really believed what the other party said.

After the two drank a few more glasses of wine, they dispersed. When the man in blood-clothed clothes surnamed Zhuang was going downstairs, he suddenly turned his head and spoke to the "air":

"Keep an eye on Tao Zhou, the 'gunsmith master' in the caravan. We must get that thing tonight, and anyone who may have come into contact with that thing must be killed and silenced!

"In addition, let another group of people exterminate the Xie family after I take action, creating the illusion that they robbed the caravan and fled in fear of crime."

"Yes!" An illusory voice reached the ears of the man named Zhuang from nowhere.

At the same time, the short and stocky man surnamed Xie also ordered his subordinates in the restaurant: "Keep an eye on the people of the 'Blood Shadow'. Their plot this time is definitely not small. After they succeed, we will have a 'Silver Bird' is behind'."



On the street, Zhao Chen put away his revolver and sword, and amidst the wails of the horse bandits, he raised his hand to the captain of the Xie family's patrol team and said:

"After I have finished enforcing the law, I would like to ask the Xie family to deal with the aftermath."

The captain of the Xie family looked at the harmless young man in front of him, and then at the horse thieves rolling and howling on the ground. He couldn't help but swallow hard, his heart was beating with fear, shock and fear.

He never expected that Liu Hong, who was relatively well-known in the desert, and his men could only last a dozen breaths before being picked off by a young man with a sword.

Even the stunts that Liu Hong became famous for failed to work in the end and he was killed underground.

Moreover, the young man in front of him looked like he was taking a leisurely stroll, as if he was not using his full strength at all!

But his swordsmanship seems simple and direct, how on earth is he able to do it?

At this time, Zhao Chen looked meaningfully at a certain restaurant on the street and thought to himself:

Liu Hong was obviously controlled by someone to test me...or the strength of the caravan!

The black threads extending from the top of his head converged on that restaurant.

(End of chapter)