C699 Black Wind Stronghold
C699 Black Wind Stronghold
The group of 60 people flew for 10 miles and arrived at the bottom of Black Wind Stronghold.
Among the 50 warriors participating in the competition, the strongest one was a middle-aged Xiantian warrior in his forties. He was bald and Kong WuBufan was extraordinary. At this moment, he seemed to have become the leader. He waved his hand and everyone behind him stopped walking and waited for his next words.
This man's name was Yue Liang. Seeing that everyone was following his lead, he felt proud. He looked at everyone and said in a low voice, "There are many bandits on the mountain. We don't have many people. We need all of you to gather your strength and eliminate the leaders of the bandits in Black Wind Stronghold. Then, we will annihilate all of them. They are a group of dragons without a leader. Without a strong leader, they will become a group of mobs. There is no need to fear them."
When the others heard Yue Liang's words, they all felt that it made sense. They nodded and praised him. Only Feng Yimo frowned. Just now, he had used the Great Wisdom Eye to observe the situation in Black Wind Stronghold. The criminals in Black Wind Stronghold were not like what Yue Liang had said. They were a mob, but were well-trained. The people on duty and on duty walked like tigers and tigers. They were mighty and extraordinary. They were like soldiers. Moreover, although they were not warriors, they had a strong murderous aura. They were all fierce characters who had experienced hundreds of battles.
No wonder the martial artists had returned in defeat the last time. Such a person, with dozens of people joining forces, even martial artists would not be able to obtain any benefits.
How could a bandit from a mountain stronghold be well-trained?
This place had already entered the domain of Pengjia City. Could it be that behind these bandits was the shadow of Pengjia City?
In order to gain more benefits, some cities secretly colluded with bandits. To put it bluntly, bandits were the personal soldiers of the city lord, the tools to secretly plunder wealth for him.
At this time, he saw a person who looked like a leader kowtowing to a cultivator in a secret room in the Black Wind Stronghold's mountain stronghold. After which, he stood up and pointed at the twenty or so huge boxes behind him. The cultivator nodded his head in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, the twenty or so boxes disappeared and were stored into his medicinal Storage Ring.
The cultivator was merely a Golden Core Middle Period warrior, but he possessed a Storage Ring. It was obvious that his identity was extraordinary. The cultivator put away the boxes and floated down the mountain.
Yue Liang saw that only Feng Yimo did not speak, so he asked unhappily, "Liu Duansheng, do you have a different opinion?"
Feng Yimo smiled and said, "Brother Yue's method is good, I have no objections. However, I want to surround the back mountain with Miss Qing Yu to prevent any fish from escaping from the back mountain. This is to make up for everyone's mistake. Brother Yue, what do you think?"
Yue Liang thought about it and felt that it made some sense. Moreover, even if Liu Duansheng intercepted a few fugitives, they were still small fries. The treasures on the mountain and the credit for killing the leader of the bandits were all his own. Therefore, he nodded and agreed. With a wave of his hand, he led the others to the Black Wind Stronghold.
Liu Ruomei did not understand why Feng Yimo would do things that he did not want to curry favor with alone. However, due to his status as a follower, he could not speak until Yue Liang and the others disappeared from their sight. Just as they were about to ask, Feng Yimo had already rushed to the back of the mountain. Qing Yu, her followers, and Liu Ruomei had no choice but to follow him.
Qing Yu did not understand Feng Yimo's actions, but she kept quiet. After half a year of interaction, she knew that Feng Yimo was a very steady person and would not do anything without purpose. This was the trust between friends.
Qing Yu's follower was a middle-aged woman in her thirties. She had just entered the realm of martial artists. She was sent by Xue Yan City to repay Qing Yu for everything she had done for Xue Yan City.
The four of them quickly went to the back of the mountain and saw the Golden Core Middle Period warrior who had just come down from the mountain.
The warrior didn't expect to bump into someone. He was slightly stunned. Feng Yimo had already used the power of three dragons to throw out the Blunt Slow Sword. The Blunt Slow Sword was as fast as lightning. With a puff, it pierced through the warrior's chest and carried him over a hundred meters away, nailing him to a big tree. The man was a warrior after all. He didn't die for a moment, but his entire body was covered in blood, and his life was in danger.
When the matter happened suddenly, Liu Ruomei, Qing Yu, and the others were all stunned. Only Feng Yimo arrived in front of the Golden Core Cultivator and used the Great Wisdom Eye to observe the cultivator. He asked, "Are you sent by the city lord of Pengjia City, Peng Yaohsing?"
The cultivator was stunned. He opened his mouth and smiled. Blood gushed out of his mouth, but he bit off his own tongue to prevent himself from being asked.
However, he did not know that Feng Yimo had already gotten the answer from his mind. He reached out and took off the person's Storage Ring, stuffed it into his pocket, and took off the Storage Bag on the person's waist. Seeing that there was nothing else, he took out the Blunt Slow Sword and cut off the cultivator's head.
Liu Ruomei followed up and asked in surprise, "Is this person really Peng Yaohsing's person?"
Feng Yimo thought for a moment, and still gave the Storage Ring and Storage Bag to Liu Ruomei. "Open it and you will know the answer."
Liu Ruomei seemed to be deep in thought but did not take the Storage Ring and Storage Bag. Instead, she said, "This is what you obtained. You do not need to give it to me."
Qing Yu did not understand their attitudes. How could Liu Duansheng's cousin be willing to be his follower? However, the meaning of their conversation was that Liu Duansheng respected his cousin. However, this was not the main point. The main point was that she discovered that the person who was killed was a cultivator!
In the eyes of warriors, cultivators were unreachable existences. How could they be easily killed by Liu Duansheng? She didn't know that Feng Yimo had already planned the path of cultivators. Moreover, with the Great Wisdom Eye, he could clearly see that in order to hide his tracks, the cultivator didn't release the Divine Sense. He thought that the back mountain was safer, but he was ambushed by Feng Yimo.
The strength of three dragons was 150,000 kilograms. Even if a Nascent Infant warrior was hit by it, he would either die or be injured, not to mention that he was only a Golden Core Middle Period warrior.
The city lord of Pengjia City, Peng Yaohsing, used a Golden Core Cultivator to collect the debt. It wasn't because he was careless, but because the Golden Core Cultivator wouldn't attract the attention of more people. Who would care about a tiny Golden Core Cultivator entering and exiting the city?
"Brother Liu, what do we do next?" Qing Yu asked.
Feng Yimo chuckled. "What do we do? Let's just watch the show. They won't get any benefits. Let's go up the mountain!"
With that said, he put away the Storage Rings and Storage Bags and climbed up the mountain like an ape. As he walked, he used the Divine Senses to quickly wipe away the Storage Rings on the Divine Senses. He saw countless treasures in the 27 boxes. Although they were just medicinal Spirit Crystals and other secular items, they were worth a lot. Feng Yimo picked 17 medicinal Spirit Crystals boxes and moved them into his own Sumeru Bracelets.
Although the city lord was a cultivator, he had raised a group of people and needed a large amount of money to win over people's hearts. This was the reason why they were taking money.
Under Feng Yimo's lead, Liu Ruomei and the other two climbed to the highest rock on the back mountain at the fastest speed. Looking down, they saw the sounds of killing in the Black Wind Stronghold. Yue Liang and the others were already fighting with the bandits in the stockade.