Clash Of The Sword Titans

"Oh?" The weird man with scarlet eyes chuckled in a low voice, "That's your own problem."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand towards the caravan behind, and everyone in the caravan immediately stopped, as if they were planning to put on their feet. In this way, it would be equivalent to completely occupying this great river road.

"The act of occupying the road is absolutely not allowed in the Palace of Life." Drunk gritted his teeth, but still intends to reason with the other party.

After all, this group of people looks aggressive, and if a conflict breaks out, it may not be a good deal on their side.

"Dahe Road allows only one caravan to pass by at a time. If you can't wait, then go back the same way and wait until we leave."

The weird sneered, then turned his head and said loudly, "rest in place!"

"Damn it!"

Drunk clenched his fist, and was about to say something, but his shoulder was held down.

She turned her head, saw the person who stopped her, and couldn't help saying: "Captain, they are too rampant."

"Don't be impulsive, these people should be slave owners."

The caravan leader is a middle-aged man with a sickly pale complexion, and his pupils are completely golden, looking extremely strange.

"Slave owner? How could it be possible? Didn't a group of slave owners be killed by the Great Star Harvester before? How come any slave owners dare to enter the Palace of Life?

The drunk expression changed slightly, and the voice became lower.

Slave owner, that is the cruelest name in the caravan.

Even the robbers are very kind compared to the slave owners.

Any caravan that encounters a slave owner will have a miserable end. Unless it is a strong caravan, even the slave owner will not find it easy to provoke, and will avoid conflict. However, their caravan is obviously not the kind that slave owners can't afford to provoke.

"Although Emperor Picking Star deterred a group of slave owners, this group is a bit weird."

The caravan leader's golden eyes stared at the huge metal box, and said in a low voice: "They should have made a ticket from other worlds, and then smuggled to the Palace of Life, borrowing from Dahe Road. Compared to before Those fools who have been caught are obviously more organized. Since the other party does not want to conflict, let's go back the same way."

"Okay." Drunk thought for a while, thinking that the captain's words made sense. Although she was a little unwilling, but for the benefit of the entire caravan, this was not the time for her to be angry.

So Drunk gave the strange man a fierce look, turned around and left.

The caravan captain's golden eyes glowed with a ray of light, and he looked at the strange man for a moment, and raised his hand to signal the caravan to return to the original path.

During this period, the ‘slave owners’ on the opposite side kept watching with cold eyes until the caravan on the opposite side was ready to go the same way, when the strange man with scarlet eyes suddenly said, “Wait!”

As he made a sound, the atmosphere on both sides immediately became a little tense.

Obviously, after drunk back to the team, the merchants in the caravan also knew that the opposite was a slave owner, and remembered that they were facing such a group of cruel lunatics, and many merchants showed uneasy expressions on their faces.

"Your Excellency, do you have any questions?"

The caravan captain stared at the weird man and spoke mildly.

The weird laughed "hey", "Others can go, but you can't."

"What's the reason." The caravan leader frowned slightly, but he was neither humble nor arrogant.

"There is no reason, it's just that your eyes are upset."

The weird rubbed his fingers, and his tone gradually became gloomy: "Golden eyes, you are the remnant of the'Ten Thousand Realms', and you have royal blood on your body. It is a first-class product for us."

"Oh, it turns out that your Excellency caught my eyes."

The caravan captain pointed to his golden eyes, and said calmly: "This is just an acquired mutation, not a remnant of the ten thousand worlds. I am just an ordinary night clan from the'sunless world'. As for the blood of the royal family, it is even more absurd. Talk."

"If you have nothing else, we will leave first."

The caravan leader nodded to the strange man: "Please."

"Hey, the sunless night clan can still give birth to a pair of golden eyes that are only available to the royal clan of the ten thousand realms? Do you really treat me as an idiot?"

The weird sneered, "I don't want us to slaughter your caravan, just come by yourself."

"Small, if you talk to our captain like this, don't blame me for smashing your head."

At this time, as the caravan's chief guard, Hong stood up, stretched his hands behind his back, and withdrew the two battle axes, his tone was very rude.

When the other caravan guards saw this, they gathered around him. The woman who mastered the secret method whispered: "Captain, you take people away first, we block them."

As caravan guards, their duty is to protect the caravan and the safety of the cargo.

Seeing the merchants gradually evacuating, the caravan captain sighed helplessly and said to them: "Don't be too entangled, they are not easy to provoke."

"We are not easy to mess with either."

Drunk stepped forward, staring coldly at the slave owners.

At this moment, extremely mysterious black lines appeared on her purple skin, and her breath was very dangerous.

"Purple Fantasy Race, Giant Spirit Race, haha. It seems that there are really many surprises in this small caravan."

The strange man's scarlet eyes stared at the drunk, his fingertips flashed with weird light, and the surrounding space began to twist. He turned around and said to the others: "Brothers, these people don't seem to know what our job is. Why don't we teach them?"

"Head, how many live mouths do you want?"

Among the slave owners, several people in the same costumes stood up, and one of them had a cold tone, looking at the people on the opposite side as if staring at the prey.

"Except for the golden eyed one, you can kill the rest."

The weird said, and then he ordered: "The woman of the Purple Fantasy Clan, stay too. She looks like a young child and should be able to sell it for a good price."

"Got it."

Several people laughed strangely and walked out of the team carelessly.

Then they took off the cloak covering their heads.

Seeing their true faces, the woman who practiced the secret method exclaimed: "It's the demons!"

"A man of the devil?"

The big man of the Giant Spirit Race also frowned.

I saw that those people looked like evil spirits, their skin was like obsidian, and their foreheads still had horns, and they looked hideous and terrifying.

"It turned out to be the demons. No wonder it gave me a disgusting feeling." Zui sneered, but vigilance had already arisen in his heart.

Although the Demon World is not particularly powerful in the Great Thousand World, their world is extremely vast. The Demon Race has a huge variety of types and a huge number. At the same time, they believe in the strong. Therefore, the Demon Race's combat power has always been ranked in the Big Thousand World. Forefront.

Coupled with their cruel nature, as long as they have enough benefits, they can do anything. In some dark corners of the Great Thousand World, you can always see the figure of the Demon Race.

"Do it."

The weird man stretched, his tone sloppy.

The five demons who showed their true faces exploded at the same time, and the dark demonic energy rose into the sky, diluting the aura of the law of vitality a lot!

"cut!"

Facing the oncoming demons, the giant spirit tribe man raised his battle axe and slashed it directly!

He is the most powerful fighter in the escort, and he is naturally given priority attention.

Two Demon Races rushed towards him, one of them stubbornly resisted his battle axe, and the other Demon Race transformed into a tall phantom giant. The billowing devilish energy entangled the giant body and hit the giant with a punch. The head of the spirit tribe man!

boom!

The three fought in a group, and the loud noise of the energy explosion directly detonated the end of the battle.

The woman practising the Secret Dao murmured a word, a dozen spiritual lights surrounded her body, whirled for a moment, and immediately rushed to a demon in front of her.

The demon sneered: "Qi-trainer? Too weak!"

He withstood the woman's attack only with the strength of his flesh, his black clothes were slightly damaged, but his footsteps did not stop at all, his five fingers formed into claws, and he ran towards the woman's neck and grabbed it.

At this moment, a ray of purple light lased from the side.

Puncture the arm of that demon clan on the spot!

The blood was shining, the expression of the demons remained unchanged, and he turned his head and saw that the attacker was drunk, so he immediately threw down the woman who practiced the secret method and moved towards the drunk attack.

But as soon as he left, another demons immediately took over and entangled the woman.

They despised the qi practitioner who specializes in secret techniques, but they knew in their hearts that if they really let go of the qi practitioner, the damage caused would be stronger than that of the warrior of the giant spirit race.

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