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"Where are you!?" "Where is he?!" Voices rose and fell in succession within the caravan. Looking around, it was still calm and peaceful. Naturally, everyone's eyes were focused on Qingyang who was standing on the grass.

"Brother Tai Yi, are you sure there's an enemy attack from two miles away?" With a yawn, Fang Cheng rubbed his sleepy eyes, held a saber in one hand and walked unsteadily to Qingyang's side as he questioned.

"En, two miles away, there are about five hundred people. Their weapons are mainly long spears, and they don't have many long-hilted sabers. They have already surrounded us. If we fight them, our guards will be at a disadvantage." Nodding his head, Qingyang said in a deep voice.

He sized up Qingyang and felt that his expression wasn't fake. Fang Cheng's body trembled as well, and he became much more spirited. He turned around and instructed, "Everyone, find a hidden place to hide. Wait for an opportunity before making your move."

Everyone was skeptical, but since Fang Cheng had given the order, they all followed Fang Cheng's instructions and hid in their own spots.

"Brother Tai Yi, what are you still standing here for? Do you want to be a target? " Just as he was about to pull Qingyang along and hide in the bushes, Fang Cheng also said anxiously.

"No matter. I do want to see who these people are. You can come with me. He will protect all of you." Waving his hands casually, Qingyang said with a smile.

He was also a bit confused when he heard this. Now that Fang Cheng thought about it carefully, he was well aware of the situation two li away. If he wasn't talking nonsense, he wouldn't have to worry about him with his cultivation level.

Fang Cheng then cupped his hands together in a bow, said "Take care," and hid behind Qing Yangming.

All he could hear was the rhythmic breathing and the rustling of the wind as it brushed past the branches and grass. However, Qingyang's Spiritual Sense covered the surroundings and accurately held the group of bandits, who were gradually approaching them, in an accurate manner.

The guards and merchants who were hiding in various places didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They were skeptical until a moment later, when some guards with high cultivation also heard the footsteps of the scattered stars. Only then were they sure that it was as Qingyang had said, an enemy attack!

He gripped the saber in his hand tightly and tried to adjust his condition to its best. The guards had also heard what Qingyang had said just now. The opposing side was full of long weapons, and their numbers were five times that of the caravan's! This was a fierce battle, a fierce battle, or even a battle to the death!

One mile, half a mile, Qingyang said in a low voice, reminding everyone of the distance between them and the enemy. The sound of the grass rustling became more and more concentrated, and the breathing of the company of merchants also became more and more tense.

Suddenly, the footsteps that were getting more and more frequent, suddenly disappeared, leaving only the rustling sound of the wind in the grass. Qingyang opened his eyes, looking into the endless dark forest, and said with a smile: "It's here."

Everyone's heart tightened when they heard this. It was as if they had been frozen for a second, and their hearts skipped a beat when they saw Azure Sun suddenly jump into the forest with no flourishes and then disappear into the endless darkness.

No one followed Qingyang out of the cover, but the saber in their hands tightened as they waited. No one knew what they were waiting for, but they were all waiting.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, all sorts of strange sounds rang out. There were the sounds of bones breaking, heavy objects being smashed down, rough wood breaking, cries for help, and angry roars rising and falling in succession.

Ah!" An ambush!

Save me! "AHH!" "My arm...

"Don't panic! Surround and kill that yellow-robed boy! "

"No!" He really couldn't block it! He, he is an Innate Ranker! "

The few people who were with Qing Yangming stared blankly at Qing Yangming. Seeing his relaxed expression, Fang Cheng gulped down a mouthful of saliva and said with great difficulty: "Ca-brother Taiyi, so it turns out that you're an innate expert?"

Maybe it was because he had been following Qingyang for some time, but Qing Yangming's actions and expressions were sometimes similar to his own. He shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice, "Master never said he was a mortal."

Everyone was speechless. Indeed, it was as if from the beginning everyone only thought of him as Dongfang Bo's friend, while Dongfang Bo's friends were usually merchants. After all, it was impossible for them to know of the existence of the Eastern Dragon Sect, so they naturally treated Qingyang as a rich and noble businessman.

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts and shock, Azure Sun relied on his superior eyesight to defeat the intruders one by one in the forest by relying on his tyrannical body.

He tilted his head and dodged the spear. Then, Qingyang shaped his hand into a palm and lightly tapped on the spear shaft. A strong vibration followed the spear shaft and passed into the spear wielder's arm.

Just as he was about to let go, he found that the spear shaft seemed to stick to his hand. He felt a strange fluctuation, and his hand bones were instantly shattered, and he cried out in pain. Suddenly, he felt a powerful force from his lower abdomen, and his body flew out, breaking a few trees before heavily crashing into the grass, unknown whether he was dead or alive.

But in the eyes of others, Qingyang himself knew that he didn't use any martial skills or star power. He just relied on his tyrannical body to travel through the forest and didn't kill anyone. He only severely injured or knocked them out one by one.

"That won't do. He seems to be playing with us. He is simply toying with us with no effort at all, but he does not harm our lives." Suddenly, someone from the jungle said, "Tell everyone to carry the injured brothers back separately and prepare to leave. I'm afraid we are in trouble this time."

"Oh? Are you ready to leave just like that? " Suddenly, a chuckle sounded in front of him. The one who spoke broke out in a cold sweat and quickly got up with his gun on alert.

"Just who are you!" With a soft sound, the person was able to reach his side without leaving any trace. It was obvious that the person had a high cultivation base. However, even though the person was nervous, he did not panic.

Qingyang had never liked hiding his face, so he directly revealed himself in front of that man. He looked at the strong man with interest, then smiled and said softly, "Where is your master, Junjun Nan Rong?"

Surprised, that person laughed out loud, "Do you really think you know where the hall is!?"

With regards to this iron-blooded man who did not fear death, he would not be able to get the answer he wanted even if he killed him. Qingyang was already aware of this, so he was not surprised. Instead, he gave him a appreciative look.

"You can leave. As long as I am here, this caravan will not move at all." With that, Qingyang floated away, leaving the man stunned. He took a long time to regain his senses.

"Retreat!" This transaction will not be possible! " He knew that if Qingyang wanted to kill him, just one move would suffice. He wasn't afraid of death, but no one would complain about living a long life. It was just that the arrogance and loyalty he had in the army made him feel disdainful of disarming his enemies.

However, he had originally thought that if he died today, he would at least suffer heavy injuries. Yet, Qingyang had allowed him to leave with just a few words. It was truly a walk in front of the hall of the underworld, and he was secretly overjoyed in his heart as he called for everyone to retreat in their direction.