Flying Bandits
A notorious loose cultivator gang, with three leaders in charge, is usually known for robbing passing warriors, caravans, and killing and selling goods. It is somewhat famous around the Dikeng.
In the land of Sky Burial Ancient Plains, there are many groups of casual cultivators who make a living by killing people and selling goods, and the Feitian Bandit Group is only one of them.
However, it is rumored that the three leaders of the Feitian Bandit Group are powerful and their murder methods are cruel and ruthless. People who fall into their hands rarely survive.
Therefore, this was the reason why Quan Zong felt his scalp numb and his face pale.
If he can't get through the current catastrophe, let alone saving the goods, it's hard to say whether he and his group of Rakshasa Guilds can save their lives!
"The Flying Bandits, where did these people come from?"
Seeing the change in Quanzong's face, Fei Ren narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.
He was new to the Sky Burial Ancient Plains, and he didn't know much about the Dikeng and the surrounding forces.
But one thing he can be sure of is that from the strength of the group surrounding them and the panic reaction of the whole sect, it can be seen that the Feitian bandit group surrounding them on this sand dune is not a group of idle people, and is most likely to be on the run. He is a disciple, and he is very powerful!
"This group of people is a group of thieves, and they usually do things like killing people and stealing goods..."
"Damn it, I bumped into these guys today, it's really unlucky!" Quan Zong gritted his teeth, and then quietly clenched his fists together, "If the ghost master hadn't been here, I might have been able to lead the people out. A bloody road!"
"Hey! God is going to kill me!"
At this point, Quan Zong's tone became a little desperate, as if he knew his death was imminent.
Ghost Lord, the title of leader of the Flying Bandits Group
In the Feitian Bandit Group, there are three leaders, namely the Big Ghost Lord, the Second Ghost Lord and the Third Ghost Lord.
Even the weakest three ghost masters have reached the ninth level of the Martial King Realm in Yuanli cultivation!
From the thundering shouts of the bandits just now, we can know that the person who led the team to intercept them this time is the ghost master of the Feitian Bandit Group! I just don’t know which ghost master took action!
Therefore, this is also the reason why the entire sect feels cornered.
Hoo ho ho!
On the edge of the sand dune, strong winds roared, and after the men and horses of the Rakshasa Guild were surrounded, a thin, middle-aged man in black with a skull ghost mask slowly stepped out, and landed in front of everyone. .
"Haha, it seems that I have good luck today."
"I caught a big fish..."
The middle-aged man in black has a spooky voice, like a palace eunuch after purification. His entire face is covered by a thick skull ghost mask, only a pair of cold eyes are exposed.
Behind him were several black-armored bandits who were eyeing him with eagerness and formidable aura. They seemed to be the minor leaders within the Feitian Bandit Group.
The Flying Bandit Group, the Three Ghost Lords!
Fang Wuhai!
Not only the whole sect, but also the warriors from other Rakshasa guilds, including the coolies who were pulling goods, all recognized the origin of the person in front of them, and people were panicked for a while.
After all, the Feitian Bandits are a group of people who kill without blinking an eye. The warriors who fall into their hands will basically die without their bodies intact. If they are women, they may die even worse!
"It's over! It's all over this time!"
"If it fell into Fang Wuhai's hands today, we people are definitely dead!"
"Why did the Flying Bandits appear here...!"
For a time, the caravan was in chaos, and people were in panic all day long.
"Three Ghost Lords, Fang Wuhai..."
"Although the big ghost master and the second ghost master didn't come, it's a blessing among misfortunes, but with this person's strength, I am no match for him!"
Quan Zong had cold sweat on his forehead. He was very nervous at the moment. He seemed to be secretly thinking about an escape strategy and did not turn around and run away.
After all, it is not easy to escape from Fang Wuhai, a master of the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, not to mention that there is a group of bandits who are watching him.
Whether one person fights a group of people or fights across ranks, Quan Zong knows in his heart that he does not have this ability!
"Ghost Lord?"
"They're just a bunch of pretentious guys..."
However, unlike Quan Zong and others who were panicking, Fei Ren was unusually calm and stretched himself.
Although the cultivation level of the bandits in front of me is strong, most of them are between the fourth and seventh levels of the Martial King Realm. Among them, the strongest three ghost master Fang Wuhai is only the ninth level of the Martial King Realm. He has no chance of facing an opponent of this level. Take it seriously.
In the Thunder Arena, Wu Yong, who was half as strong as the Xuanzun Realm, was defeated miserably by Fei Ren in the end.
As for Fang Wuhai, the leader of the three ghosts in front of him, in Fei Ren's eyes, he was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death.
At the moment, he didn't take action immediately, he just wanted to see what other tricks the other party could play next.
"Brother Fei Ren? You...!"
Seeing Fei Ren's contempt for Fang Wuhai and his calm expression, Quanzong was also a little surprised and said, "This person is at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm. His strength is unfathomable. You and I must never underestimate him...!" "
In his opinion, the other members of the Rakshasa Guild cannot escape at the moment and are basically dead, and the goods in the caravan cannot be saved. Only when he and Fei Ren, two high-level martial kings, join forces can there be any chance of death. Possibility of escape!
Abandon the car to save the handsome man!
Quan Zong's idea is very decisive
However, Fei Ren didn't think so.
He just wants to catch them all in one fell swoop and kill all the flying bandits in front of him!
other side
Fang Wuhai glanced hastily and found that except for Quan Zong and Fei Ren, there were no other high-level Martial King realms in the entire Rakshasa caravan. He immediately smiled coldly and said, "My sons, take away all the goods in the car, and leave the rest." Kill these guys!"
"Remember! What I want is to leave no one alive!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The bandits were all excited and their eyes were fanatical, all glistening with bloodthirsty ferocity.
For these people, killing and fighting are commonplace.
escape!
Faced with the killing spree of the Feitian bandit group, everyone in the caravan was instantly in chaos and fled in all directions.
However, under the siege and pursuit of a group of bandits, they still could not escape. In the end, their blood was spilled on the spot and they were reduced to cold corpses.
"Ah! Ah! Ah...!"
For a time, the entire sand dune flowed into a river of blood, and screams occurred one after another, like a hell on earth.
"You, you don't deserve to die...!"
I saw a warrior from the Rakshasa Guild clutching his bloody neck and looking angrily at a black-armored bandit in front of him.
"Pfft!"
However, before he finished speaking, the warrior was stabbed through the heart by the black-armored bandit, killing him instantly.
"Bah! Trash!"
Pulling out the blade of the knife from the opponent's heart, the black-armored bandit looked fiercely, and then pounced on the other fleeing Rakshasa Guild warriors.
After a while, the entire caravan also suffered heavy casualties, with almost no survivors left. Only Quan Zong, who looked solemn, and Fei Ren, who was calm throughout the whole process, were left on the scene.
Perhaps knowing that the two were not weak, Fang Wuhai's group of bandits did not take the initiative to find trouble for the two, but instead singled out others for hunting.
"These two guys didn't resist or run away? Are they because they think they can't escape from my grasp and are completely desperate..."
"Haha, interesting..."
Seeing Quan Zong and Fei Ren standing by and letting the caravan members be massacred, the corners of Fang Wuhai's mouth slightly raised under his mask, as if he had everything under control.
Although the two of them were not weak in strength and joining forces might cause trouble for him, they were not enough to stop him. This was why he was confident and did not take action.
"hehe..."
"It turned out to be just two losers!"
Fang Wuhai crossed his arms and shook his head again, his soft voice full of ridicule.
"you...!"
Hearing this, Quan Zong's face turned red and his fists clenched tightly, as if he dared not speak in anger.
waste?
Fei Ren was stunned for a moment, then turned to look sideways at Fang Wuhai, who was not far away. His eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot, and he said in a lazy tone, "Let me tell you, you damn eunuch, did you make a mistake?"
"Also, your mouth smells so bad? Did you just eat shit when you went out?"
What? ! How dare this boy call the three ghost masters a dead eunuch!
Is this kid crazy? !
I can bet! He is absolutely dead!
As soon as the words fell, the scene fell into a dead silence, and all the robbers were stunned and dumbfounded.
