Chapter 363 Confrontation

Su Xiaoning frowned lightly and asked, "Since the four major cavalry bandits have committed all kinds of evils and lost their conscience, why didn't anyone from the Immortal Sect stand up for justice?"

When she thought about it, people in the fairy sect should slay the demons and eliminate the demons, and punish the evil and defend the Tao. How could they ignore this matter.

Ji Chengtian shook his head and said, "In the realm of self-cultivation, how can there be any way of doing things for the heavens? The chivalrous person who sees injustice on the road is the same as the people in the immortal gate. The so-called immortals and demons are just different ways of seeking."

"Yeah, most of those chivalrous warriors don't live long." The little fat man also nodded.

Leng Rou also said: "Buddhism is merciful and pays attention to saving all beings. The four cavalry bandits committed heinous crimes, but you see the monks who come and go in this Xuantian City, but none of them save them."

Su Zimo suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "What are the cultivation bases of the four cavalry?"

The little fat man said, "The eldest, Chai Rui, built the foundation with seven veins. The oldest one was greedy, the old three Hu Meng, and the fourth elder, Bao Yunfeng, all built the foundation with six veins. It is said that these four people grew up drinking the animal milk of the ancient relics. , all the year round in the jungle, smashing the muscles and bones, each one is infinitely powerful, comparable to a monster!"

Hearing this, Su Zimo froze in his heart.

Seven Veins Foundation!

Going deep into the ancient battlefield, I finally encountered the Seven Veins Foundation Building!

Although, with Su Zimo's current strength, whether it is cultivation methods or melee combat, it is enough to kill all the Six Veins Foundation Building.

But Su Zimo is not sure about building the foundation of the upper seven veins without using the power of qi and blood.

After all, his cultivation realm is only the foundation of the four veins, and in the Great Wilderness Demon King Secret Tome, the opening chapter is not complete, and the mouth and eye orifices are not open.

You know, the eight meridians, the more difficult it is to get through.

Correspondingly, the further back, the greater the gap between levels.

On the surface, the Seven Veins Foundation Establishment only opens up one more spiritual meridian than the Six Vein Foundation Establishment, but the power is doubled!

Dozens of six-meridian foundation-building efforts are not necessarily an opponent of seven-meridian foundation-building.

Later, if the eight meridians are connected, the gap will be even more obvious.

If one of the four major cavalry bandits has a seven-veined foundation, and his body is as powerful as a monster, and he is good at melee combat, Su Zimo also feels a little tricky.

There was a long silence in the house.

After a while, the little fat man said again: "But I heard that among the four cavalry bandits today, only the fourth Bao Yunfeng is sitting in Xuantian City, and the other three go out and may not be able to return in a few days."

The current situation is extremely passive to Su Zimo and others.

Night has come, and if they escaped from Xuantian City at this time, they would face endless beasts and ancient creatures outside. Except for Su Zimo, everyone else was more fortunate.

But if they stay in the city, they will never let them survive tonight with the attitude and means of the four great cavalry gangsters that will retaliate!

Tart Tart Tart!

At this moment, the ground began to vibrate irregularly, and the hoofs sounded like thunder, which sounded from a distance, and was rapidly approaching here, at an extremely fast speed!

"Quick flash, it's the four cavalry riders!"

"what!"

There was chaos in the crowd, and there were bursts of exclamations. Some monks who could not dodge were trampled into flesh and mud by a group of iron horses on the spot, leaving no bones.

"The one at the head seems to be the fourth Bao Yunfeng."

"It's him! The mount under him is the ancient relic chasing the clouded leopard, you can't go wrong."

Not far away, a large cloud of smoke and dust rolled in, exuding a pungent bloody smell. The leader was a strong man, tall and straight, with black hair and a shawl, and his eyes were sharp and fierce.

This person sat down, straddling a tall and fierce leopard, with sharp claws, lush hair all over his body, shiny oil, with a cloud-like pattern on his body, his eyes twinkling faintly in the dark night.

Ancient relics, chase the clouded leopard!

"What happened, watching this group of people murderous?"

"Haven't you heard, just now at the gate of Beicheng, a dozen monks under the command of the Four Great Horsemen were beheaded by an outsider!"

"Ah, who is so bold?"

"The few sitting over there are said to be the ones killed by the monk in blue."

A monk pointed at the house not far away.

With such a big commotion, it immediately attracted the watch of many monks. Although night fell, more and more monks gathered here.

In a small two-story building not far away, a handsome young man in a white shirt was sitting by the window, with an old man standing behind him.

This handsome young man is holding a folding fan in his hand, his eyebrows are picturesque, his skin is sebum, he looks suave and has an indescribable temperament.

At this moment, the young man in white saw that it was getting late, he just got up and was about to leave, but suddenly saw this scene, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "Uncle Liang, what's going on over there? thing?"

The old man behind the white-shirted son said, "I heard that the blue-shirted cultivator killed Qiu Wanli."

"Oh?"

The white-shirted son sneered slightly and said, "Qiu Wanli, you killed him well! Such heinous people should have died a long time ago."

Although his tone was cold, the voice of the white-shirted gentleman was extremely pleasant.

"Master, let's go, it's nothing to see. Bao Yunfeng brought so many people here, and these people will surely die." The old man bowed his head and said.

"It's okay."

The white-shirted boy waved his hand and said, "Look at it and talk about it."

After speaking, the white-shirted son opened the small fan, sat back again, turned his head slightly, revealing his slender and white jade neck, and his eyes like water fell on the beautiful face in the dilapidated house.

Hundreds of cultivators came running in the darkness, their faces fierce and menacing, and the cold light of the spirit tools dazzled in the night, extremely dazzling.

At this time, Ji Chengtian and others had just rested for less than a stick of incense, and their bodies were still aching, but the other party had already come to the door!

"How to do?"

Ji Chengtian and others looked at Su Zimo subconsciously.

Su Zimo sat cross-legged on the spot, still taking a rest.

Ye Ling was lying on the ground, without raising his head, his dark eyes were hidden under the night, his eyes turned around the body of the ancient relic Chasing Cloud Leopard, and then retracted.

Just as Bao Yunfeng stepped into the house, Su Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, and without showing any gesture, he stood up from the ground.

Originally, Bao Yunfeng led hundreds of outlaws to attack, the momentum was terrifying, and even the monks onlookers felt a shudder.

But as Su Zimo opened his eyes and got up, another monstrous trend suddenly erupted!

It seemed to set off a stormy sea, galloping, roaring, and surging away.

There is only one person, Su Zimo, standing still, with a seemingly thin body, but with the momentum of Bao Yunfeng and others, he is not weak at all!

If we say, Bao Yunfeng and others brought blood and rain.

Behind Su Zimo, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

"what?"

On the second-floor building not far away, the old man named Liang Bo saw this scene, slightly moved, and let out a light yawn.

The eyes of the white-shirted gentleman who was sitting there also flickered, and there was a hint of brilliance.