Zhong Mo hurriedly climbed over a small hill and came to a withered forest. Suddenly, he stopped.
This was because there was a pile of wood and rocks blocking the road ahead. It seemed to be used to stop horses or carriages from passing through.
However, since this thing had appeared, it meant that someone had deliberately set it up here, waiting to rob the passing caravans or pedestrians.
In an instant, this thought flashed through Zhong Mo's mind. Then, he condensed his True Qi and remained vigilant of his surroundings.
Sure enough, five or six people rushed out from the high ground on both sides and surrounded Zhong Mo.
The leader was a brawny man holding a nine-ringed saber. The others also held swords, sabers, axes, and hammers.
They were obviously a group of bandits and not ordinary refugees. After all, weapons like swords, axes, and hammers were valuable to ordinary people. Ordinary refugees could not afford swords even if they sold themselves.
In the eyes of these bandits, Zhong Mo's expression remained calm as if he was scared silly. He stood still and sized them up.
"Ha! He looked like a rich young master? Her skin was soft and tender, and she was dressed well. However, why did it seem that other than the clothes she was wearing, there was nothing valuable?”
"Bah! How unlucky. They had waited in this freezing place for so long, only to meet such a poor man. If this continued, they would not be able to afford to eat anymore.”
The leader was wearing a thick coat. He walked closer and looked at Zhong Mo's clothes. He really didn't have anything valuable other than the crane feather coat. Only then did he shake his head in disgust.
"Boss, this guy doesn't look like he has anything valuable. Just kill him.”A person shrugged his shoulders and walked over with an axe in his hand. He looked at Zhong Mo fiercely and cursed.
This group of strong men was sizing up Zhong Mo, and Zhong Mo was also sizing up this group of strong men. He wanted to see if these guys had money in their pockets, whether they were fat sheep or poor ghosts, and whether the result of their actions was just to eliminate demons and protect the Dao or to rob the rich to help the poor.
However, before Zhong Mo could make a move, another person walked out from the mountain path behind him.
The moment he appeared, he broke the situation, causing the bandits 'gazes to quickly shift from Zhong Mo to him.
This was because Zhong Mo didn't resist at all from the beginning to the end. He looked like he was scared out of his wits. He didn't put this bandit in his eyes at all. At the same time, Zhong Mo didn't have anything else on him other than a crane feather cloak. There was nothing to snatch.
The person who had just appeared was tall and burly. He was wearing a white, luxurious robe that did not look cheap. There was a long black saber at his waist.
The scabbard was just an ordinary wooden scabbard, but on the exposed hilt of the long saber were several large gems of various colors. From a distance, one could tell that it was expensive.
The machetemen wore white clothes, a straw raincoat, and a bamboo hat, so his appearance could not be seen.
He walked very quickly, but he seemed very steady. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. However, he gave off a powerful pressure. A strong killing intent emitted from his body and enveloped everyone in front of him.
In this situation, anyone would know that this macheteman was not to be trifled with, and so were these bandits.
Looking at the white-robed macheteman who came forward, the axe-wielding burly man who had just come forward and wanted to kill Zhong Mo swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He walked back to the leader of the burly men stiffly and said with a palpitating heart,
"Boss, look at these two people. They don't seem to have any belongings on them. Why don't we just stop and return to the mountain? The weather is strange cold.”
Hearing this, Zhong Mo really wanted to roll his eyes at the brawny man's face. You didn't say that just now.
"That's true. You're right. Our brothers 'health is still more important.”The leader of the burly men also took the lead and slowly retreated.
However, as the group of strong men retreated, the white-robed swordsman also changed his direction and walked straight towards them.
Looking at the situation in front of them, the group of experts changed their direction and continued to retreat.
He was no longer as arrogant and despotic as before.
However, the machetemen also changed their direction and continued to walk straight towards the bandits.
When this group of strong men retreated, the white-robed machetemen advanced. The strong men retreated again and again, and the machetemen advanced again and again.
Obviously, this saberman didn't want this group of people to retreat just like that.
"Stop!"
"I told you to stop!"
"Did you hear that?"
There was no other way. The strong people who had no way out roared one after another. They wanted to suppress the other party with their numbers and aura, but the other party's pace did not change at all.
These people immediately formed a battle formation and waited for the battle. Everyone's face looked abnormally solemn.
Even though there was only one person, these experienced bandits already felt a strong sense of danger.
When the machetemen got close, the first ones who could not bear it were the strong people blocking the way.
"Ah!"
The leader of the group rushed forward with his men. His companions followed behind him, shouting loudly. It was as if their combat strength would increase as long as they shouted louder.
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