Chai Rong and his six brothers gritted their teeth and pounced towards the location where the Spirit Astral Cannon was fired. Seven strands of divine sense scanned the trees and grass below.

"Over there!" Chai Rong's sharp gaze was the first to discover that a sturdy fellow was pouting his butt and turning to flee. Immediately, he was both fierce and angry, "Chop off this damn turtle egg!"

Everyone's expressions were ferocious as they rushed towards the clumsy buttocks. Suddenly, their buttocks fell. A bald male cultivator suddenly appeared behind a huge rock in front of him. On his shoulders was a square object, covered with rows of holes. The bald male cultivator had a very kind smile on his face and almost said, "Welcome!"

Chai Rong's heart trembled, and an earth-type magic shield appeared in front of him. At the same time, he pulled it up into the air at full speed.

A dazzling light lit up, and a shrill, frightening sound … sizzled. Dozens of white lights shot out from the thing on the bald male cultivator's shoulder and rushed towards the Black Wind crowd. Following the violent explosion, a series of screams rang out. Apart from Chai Rong's quick reaction, the other six people were hit. One of the unlucky ones didn't even have time to activate his magic shield. Even three yuan of Zhongda University and half of his head blood sprayed out. Even the Great Luo Divine Immortal couldn't be saved. Two others were seriously injured and fell to the ground, wailing in pain. The remaining three suffered slight injuries.

"Haha, Grand Master Shooting … Good shot, hit!" The hammer stood up and laughed loudly.

Chai Rong was both shocked and furious. He shouted harshly as he slashed his saber towards the hammer. The three lightly injured Black Wind Thieves' eyes were red as well. Flowing Fire, Ice Blades, and Falling Stones were thrown madly at the hammer.

"My mother!" The fat butt of the hammer twisted and ran back to the boulder. The movement was very smooth. It completely lost the clumsiness that weighed a thousand kilograms on his butt just now. The bald man had already retracted his head after the cannon was fired.

Rumble!

The rocks were blasted into pieces and dust flew up. Chai Rong took the lead and pounced towards the back of the mountain. However, he suddenly felt a chill on his face. A sword tip suddenly pierced into his body. The tip of the sword trembled and turned into six points. It stabbed into six vital points on his body. The dense sword qi was about to pierce through his body. Chai Rong was shocked, the long saber desperately chopped vertically, and at the same time, he quickly retreated.

The sword shadow's saber light suddenly split and Chai Rong retreated several zhang away. His forehead and chest were cut by the sword qi, and fresh blood flowed down his forehead. Chai Rong looked at the young man in front of him who was dressed inappropriately and was holding a rotten sword in his arms with fear. That extremely fast sword strike just now almost killed him. Although the other party was suspected of sneak attack, the speed of that fast sword was truly unimaginable.

At this moment, two people emerged from behind the stone. One was standing beside the youth with the sword in his hand. The bald man on the left was holding a pile of crumpled yellow paper. The burly man on the right was carrying a two-meter-long giant hammer. It weighed at least two to three hundred kilograms.

Three lightly injured Black Wind Thieves immediately gathered around Chai Rong. They stared at the three of them with bloodthirsty hatred. It was these three who used some despicable methods to kill four of their brothers, and two of their broken hands and legs were moaning painfully on the ground behind them.

"Which line is Fellow Daoist on?" Chai Rong asked coldly. Only the young man with the sword in his arms had reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. The burly man with the big butt was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and the bald man was only at the late stage of Spirit Condensation. When he thought about how his ten Foundation Establishment experts had suffered a huge loss under these three weird people, Chai Rong felt like he was going to vomit blood, wishing he could chop these three despicable turtle eggs into meat sauce.

"Line … line shit! Cut the crap, that fat … fat sheep is ours, you know best horse … get lost immediately!" The hammer shouted arrogantly.

A Black Wind crowd sneered, "I think you're a fat cow. I'll kill you first and then kill the sheep!"

"Niu … Niu, you big uncle, I'll hit you with a hammer … I'll blow you up!" The hammer rolled up its sleeves and was about to step forward. Fan Jian stretched out his hand to stop him, and then habitually swung his tied-up hair. He said detached, "The fat sheep is ours, you guys go!"

Chai Rong smiled sinisterly and said, "You want us to leave?"

"If you don't leave, do you want to die?" Fan Jian lazily raised his eyelids. The bald man beside him said kindly, "Yeah, isn't it good to be alive? There's wine, meat, and women to play with. Why must you die, baseball, don't you think?"

The club grinned and rolled its eyes.

Chai Rong laughed furiously, "Seeing that you don't shed tears until you see the coffins, since you want to die, I will grant you. However, I will slowly torture you to death. Daben, don't you like Master Rabbit? This fat cow will let you slowly explode!"

The Black Wind Thief called Da Ben smiled sinisterly and glanced at the big butt of the club. The mung bean eyes of the club rolled and he cursed loudly, "Fuck, you pervert!" The giant hammer on his shoulder rushed towards him and scolded, "I'll blow you up with a hammer!"

Zheng! Six o'clock afterimage pierced through Chai Rong, and Fan Jian took the initiative. Chai Rong was prepared this time, and the two of them immediately fought together. The two Black Wind Thieves fought against each other with their giant hammers and clubs, and they actually managed to defeat the two of them. The remaining Black Wind Thief held a flying sword in his hand and forced the bald man with a sinister smile. The bald man said kindly, "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing? It's not good to use your saber and sword. Even if you're not scared, it's still a sin to scare those flowers and grass!"

"I'm offending your mother. Eat shit!" The Black Wind Bandit shouted, and the flying sword turned into a cold beam of light that struck the bald man's neck. Shi Tai unhurriedly tossed out a yellow sheet of paper and a wall appeared in front of him. He blocked the flying sword and said, "I can't cut it!"

The Black Wind Thief smiled sinisterly and said, "Let me see how many protective talismans you still have!" With a pull of his sword finger, the flying sword continued to hack down on the earth wall. After five or six consecutive slashes, cracks finally appeared on the earthen wall. Shi Tai swung the large pile of yellow paper in his hand until it crashed. He said very kindly, "Slow down, slow down, enough!" With that, he waved his hand and threw it away, adding another earth wall to his body.

The Black Wind Thief was so angry that he fainted. He used his Spiritual Energy to chop down. Every time it was about to be chopped down, the damned bald man would cast another earth wall. Although this was a rascal, it was extremely burnt spirit stones. He really couldn't understand why this guy was so rich. Why did he do robbery? Did he get enough spirit crystals to buy magic talismans?

This Black Wind Bandit saw that it would be a waste of spiritual energy to chop down any more. Why not kill the other two bastards first, then slowly clean up this cowering turtle, so he wanted to turn around and help Chai Rong.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not going to chop this down. Isn't it too unpersevering? Actually, I only have one Earth Wall Technique left in my hand!" Abbess Shi chattered endlessly.

The Black Wind Bandit ignored him. Grand Master raised her hand and threw five or six talismans at the Black Wind Bandit!

Boom! Boom! Boom! The fierce flames flew, and the Black Wind Bandit was instantly blasted into the air. He fled with his sword in a sorry state. With a flash of light, the abbess's hand was filled with the same four-sided object as before. Dozens of small black holes were aimed at the Black Wind Thief in the air. A resplendent light shone, and dozens of white lights covered an area of more than ten meters. The pitiful Black Wind Bandit had already used up a large amount of Spiritual Energy just now. How could he withstand this close-range spear attack? The protective magic shield shattered after a few hard blows. He suffered at least four or five blows on his body. He fell to the ground screaming miserably and groaned in pain. The abbess shook her head and said regretfully, "Look, I told you not to cut you down. Isn't it miserable now?"

When the two Black Wind Guild members saw their companions' miserable state, their expressions changed greatly. However, when they saw the bald man turning the black muzzle towards them, they couldn't help but beat their hearts out.

Dang! Da Ben was afraid that the bald xiuzhe would carry that deadly thing on his shoulder. For a moment, he was distracted by the hammer and threw the iron rod out of his hand. He hurriedly jumped to the side. Before he could stand firmly, the afterimage of the six-point sword tip flashed past. The space between his eyebrows turned cold and he lost consciousness.

"Da Ben!" Chai Rong cried out in alarm, his long saber slicing straight at the top of Fan Jian's head. Fan Jian raised his hand and pointed out. A very casual sword strike drew an astonishing afterimage. Chi, an incomparably sharp strand of sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword.

Pu! With a light sound, the saber in Chai Rong's hand could no longer be hacked down. He maintained his stiff posture as he raised his saber. His eyes were wide open, revealing a trace of confusion. Six spots of bright red blood slowly oozed out from between his eyebrows, like a six-petaled plum blossom.

Pfft! Pfft!

Da Ben and Chai Rong's corpses fell one after another. The rest of the Black Wind Guild were frightened to the point of being shattered. They were immediately hit in the head by a large club. They were split apart like watermelons. Even their necks were retracted into their chests. Their deaths were extremely tragic. The big hammer pushed the golden mountain backwards and fell to the ground like a jade pillar, panting heavily, his body dripping with blood, some others also had their own.

"My mother, I'm so tired!"

While skillfully stripping off Chai Rong and the others' storage belts, Aunt Shi said kindly, "If you can't die, come and help!"

The three of them stripped the Black Wind Gang naked before arriving at the hillside. They discovered that fifteen fat sheep were still lying beside the campfire. The hammer grinned and said, "You're so cheap. You said that kid is a bit of a Daoist. It's too dishes!"

Fan Jian walked to Chu Jun's side and looked down. His gaze landed on the ring on Chu Jun's left ring finger. He said indifferently, "This guy is indeed a fat sheep. He actually has a spatial ring!"

"Haha, I've made a lot of money this time. What should I do with these Half Spirit Race women? Why don't the three of us keep one as our daughter-in-law?" The big club said happily.

"Go, go!" Fan Jian kicked his butt and scolded, "Look at your future. If you have the ability, soak yourself in one. Our rules are only to rob their wealth but not their lust. We can strip them of all their valuable things. We can't even leave a single hair on them!"

"Brother bitch, do you want to peel a woman?" The club scratched its head and said.

"Of course, why not? Hurry up!" Fan Jian kicked this guy again. As he said that, he bent down and took off the spatial ring on Chu Jun's finger. The corner of his eyes glanced at the woman in red beside him. Suddenly, his expression changed, "Not good!" Whoosh! He quickly retreated. Unfortunately, it was already too late. One of his hands clenched his wrist like an iron clamp. Bang! His lower abdomen heavily hit his knee, causing him to squat down in pain.

"Fuck!" The moment the club cursed, it was smashed into its head by a beautiful leg, causing it to fall down and eat shit. The Mediterranean man was stabbed by a skeletal flag. He smiled bitterly and didn't dare to move. He said kindly, "Fellow Daoist, can you stab anywhere else?"