C700 Kill the Leader of the Bandits
C700 Kill the Leader of the Bandits
And that burly bandit leader was even more powerful. He had already reached the peak of the Xiantian realm. Only when Yue Liang and another Xiantian realm martial artist joined hands could they fight evenly.
"Brother Liu, should we go down and help?" Qing Yu asked.
Feng Yimo shook his head, "No, we are still at the foot of the mountain guarding the fish that escaped the net. How can we help? Don't worry, they will be fine."
Qing Yu did not say anything after hearing what Feng Yimo said. Although she did not know what Feng Yimo's real plan was, she could guess that he was dissatisfied with Yue Liang and the others.
Yue Liang and the others thought that they could make a great contribution, but they did not expect that they would be able to kick the iron plate and retreat safely.
Just as Feng Yimo had guessed, Yue Liang's intestines were green with regret. He never thought that the bandits who were supposed to be a motley group would have such powerful combat strength and organizational ability. The warriors did not have much of a problem. But the followers of warriors could not do it. In half an incense stick of time, three people died. Before long, all the followers died. What should he do?
They left with their faces covered in dust. Or kill these bandits?
Ah!
A miserable cry was heard. It was Yue Liang's followers who died tragically under the blades of the bandits. He faked his spear and shouted, "Retreat!"
When the other martial artists heard this, they all tried to break out of the mountain bandits' encirclement and escape.
Feng Yimo stood up and picked up a huge rock weighing more than 100 pounds from his side. He raised it above his head and shouted, "Brother Yue, don't be afraid. This Liu will come too!" With that, he threw the rock down.
This place was about fifty to sixty feet away from the stronghold. The huge rock flew down rapidly. The momentum was shocking. When it landed in the stronghold, it turned into a catapult that shot out. Three bandits were killed in an instant!
Liu Ruomei, Qing Yu, and her followers all understood what Feng Yimo meant. They picked up the rock and threw it towards the stronghold.
Although there were only four people, Rock fell like rain in Black Wind Stronghold. In a dozen breaths time, more than twenty people died under the rocks.
The bandit leader was both shocked and angry. He sent the remaining Xiantian warriors flying with a single slash. With a few leaps, he rushed to the top of the mountain, wanting to finish off Feng Yimo and the other three.
After losing the bandit leader, the bandits below did not panic. However, Yue Liang and the other Xiantian warrior had to spare some time to deal with the other two Xiantian warriors of Black Wind Stronghold with all their might.
A mere Black Wind Stronghold actually had three Xiantian warriors. This was also out of Yue Liang's expectations.
At a distance of forty to fifty feet, the leader of the bandits was like a bullet, bouncing and galloping. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Feng Yimo. Feng Yimo did not wait for him to stabilize himself, and the Blunt Slow Sword in his hand slashed over with a swoosh!
"Tell me, where are all the treasures of your stockade hidden?" Feng Yimo's loud roar caused the bandit leader to be stunned, and the location of the treasures involuntarily appeared in his mind. It was a cave five kilometers away from the Black Wind Stronghold. Only the bandit leader knew that every time he seized treasures, he would choose some precious treasures to hide.
How could he work for City Lord Peng Yaohsing wholeheartedly? He had to keep some for himself.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking Black Wind Stronghold?" The bandit leader did not answer Feng Yimo's question. He held the steel knife in his hand and faced the Blunt Slow Sword.
Dang!
As soon as his voice faded, he felt a huge force coming from the sword in the young man's hand. His left foot had just stepped on the rock when he flew backwards. The steel knife in his hand broke into several pieces and fell down!
The bandit leader was shocked. He twisted his waist. He landed on a tree branch and looked at his right hand which had split open between his thumb and index finger in shock. Who was this person? Why was he more powerful than the martial artists below?
Feng Yimo did not give him any time to recover. He leaped down and gripped the Blunt Slow Sword tightly with both hands. With a loud roar, his voice was like thunder as it shot towards the bandit leader below.
Hu!
The sword wind whistled. It actually gave the leader a feeling of suffocation. He could not help turning pale with fright. With a shake of his wrist, three medicinal Flying Daggers shot towards Feng Yimo's throat, chest, and abdomen. At the same time, he shouted, "Stop! Who are you?"
Feng Yimo sneered. "I am your ancestor!" With a flick of his wrist and three clangs, the Flying Daggers that the bandit leader used all his strength to throw out were all knocked away by the Blunt Slow Sword. With a flash of sword light, the bandit leader leaped back and slashed his throat!
Wuuu!
The bandit leader held his throat and fresh blood shot out from his fingertips. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to stop it. At this moment, Feng Yimo flew to the bandit leader's side and said in a low voice, "The treasures that you have hidden are all in the cave four miles away. If Lord Peng Yaohsing knows about it, how will he deal with you?"
"You..." The bandit leader's eyes widened in shock and he unwillingly fell back. So it was Peng Yaohsing. He wanted to kill him to silence him!
This was his last thought. Without waiting for his body to fall, Feng Yimo swung his sword and the leader's head flew into the air. He caught it and hung it on his waist.
"Hey! All the bandits below the mountain, listen up. Your leader has been appointed. Surrender now!"
Feng Yimo's voice was like thunder, and he looked down from above, shaking the branches.
The bandits below were fighting with all their might. When they heard Feng Yimo's shout, they looked up and saw their leader's headless body fall heavily into the stronghold.
"They killed their leader. Kill! Kill! Kill them and avenge their leader!"
The death of the leader did not have the effect of deterring others. Instead, it attracted the common hatred of the bandits. They retaliated like crazy, instantly forcing the martial artists to panic, many people dying.
After Feng Yimo shouted, he stood at the peak of the mountain and watched with a smile. He did not throw any stones.
"Humph, you are really bad." Liu Ruomei threw a 70-80 kilogram stone and came to Feng Yimo's side. She said in a low voice, "Did you know that these criminals would not surrender and use the death of their leader to anger them?"
Feng Yimo smiled and said, "I did what Yue Liang suggested. Didn't he say to kill the leader and the rest are just a mob? " Let's see how they deal with this mob. "
Qing Yu threw a stone and came to Feng Yimo's side. "Brother Liu, what are we going to do next?"
Feng Yimo thought for a moment and said, "Keep throwing rocks. I'll go down and take a look. Just be careful not to hit your own people." After saying that, without waiting for Liu Ruomei and the others to speak, he jumped down the mountain.
Liu Ruomei shook her head. This Liu Duansheng really had a lot of evil intentions. She did not know what he did.
She did not know that Feng Yimo went to the cave to retrieve the treasure hidden by the leader of the bandits. In addition, in Black Wind Stronghold, the leader of the bandits also had a secret compartment. There were many treasures inside that he often used. In the end, after he told her about the treasures in the cave, the scene in the bandit leader's sea appeared. It was truly an unexpected surprise.