C144 (1/2)
”sandbandit!”
From their clothing, Chen Yu could immediately guess their identity.
When the two of them arrived in front of Chen Yu, they immediately ordered, ”Brat, hand over everything you have obtained!”
Behind this sandbandit were a few comrades from the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao.
These people looked at Chen Yu with cold smiles, and their eyes revealed a trace of contempt.
They all thought that the kid in front of them was courting death.
The leader had given him a chance to live, but he hadn't treasured it as he had chosen the path of death.
”You, are not qualified to kill me!” Chen Yu said indifferently.
His words made all the sandbandit present burst out in laughter.
”Boy, your boasting is really strong. Is an eighth level martial artist not qualified to kill you? Could it be, there is a need to use a Ninth Stage of the Martial Dao to kill you?! ”
”Haha, maybe he thinks of himself as a peerless genius who can kill people above his level!”
”Genius, I am really scared. Should I run away now …” ”Hahahaha …”
”Shua!”
A white light flashed.
The sandbandit who had the most savage smile had a flower of blood blooming on his throat.
Everyone's laughter abruptly stopped.
The leading sandbandit who had cultivated to the eighth stage looked at Chen Yu coldly.
”Flying knife and concealed weapon? Little bastard! ”Looks like the person who killed Shawu is you …”
”So what if it's me?!” Chen Yu sneered.
”Die!”
After he finished speaking, the sandbandit in the eighth stage of the martial way, had a cold expression on his face as he charged straight towards Chen Yu.
The fist radiance carried a blood-colored aura as it surged through the void, rushing over in a shocking manner.
This punch brought out the power of the eighth level of the sandbandit's martial way to its peak.
”A mere sandbandit dares to be so impudent, scram!”
Just at this moment, a streak of lightning appeared in the dark mausoleum, blocking in front of Chen Yu and helping him to block this attack.
”Lightning Strike ~!”
Weng! *
The lightning sword aura and sandbandit's blood fists clashed together, causing a violent explosion.
The airflow chaotically shot out, blasting the stone tiles on the ground one by one and causing smoke and dust to fly in all directions.
Electric Sword?
Chen Yu's eyes turned serious as he looked at the approaching person.
Sure enough, this person was the Zhao Yijian who was ranked seventh among the ten heroes of the Martial Imperial Manor!
The dust dispersed.
Behind Zhao Yijian, a few other silhouettes faintly appeared.
They were Huang He and Duan Chen.
The appearance of three of the ten heroes of the Martial Imperial Manor, immediately intimidated the aura of the sandbandit present.
However, after the three of them appeared, they did not immediately attack the sandbandit. Instead, they cast their gazes towards the sky above the mausoleum.
At the highest point of the mausoleum, a cloud of blood shrouded the area.
A black figure faintly appeared from within the red clouds.
This person was bare-handed and his body was filled with a bloody and cruel aura.
With just a glance, Chen Yu was certain that this person was the leader of this group of sandbandit, Mo Xiekuang!
Mo Xiekuang stood at the peak of the tomb alone.
Zhao Yijian, Huang He, and Duan Chen stood at the bottom of the mausoleum, faintly confronting each other.
”Who are you? ”Did you kill Shawu?” Mo Xiekuang looked at Chen Yu coldly.
”That's right, that scumbag, Shawu, is indeed dead in my hands, what do you want?!” Chen Yu said coldly.