Immortal Martial Venerable

The caravan of the Rising Sun Trading Company is very large. There are three or four hundred guards in yellow robes who wear soft armor inside, have purple forehead belts on their foreheads, and ride tall horses.

Moreover, the horses under the crotch of the yellow-robed guards were not ordinary horses, but black-armored cavalry in black armor, and they were all excellent horses chosen in a thousand miles.

Black armored cavalry can only be owned by a big power like the Rising Sun Trading Company, which is comparable to the existence of the heavy cavalry of the three major empires.

Of course, the yellow-robed guards of the Rising Sun Trading Company did not dare to openly wear battle armor, boots on their feet, and helmets on their heads. Because of this, it is a taboo of the three major empires.

If you train guards privately, the empire can turn a blind eye, but if you train soldiers privately, the nature will be different. At any time, he will be accused of conspiracy, causing the catastrophe of confiscating his family and exterminating his family.

But even so, these three or four hundred sunburst yellow-robed guards, even if they encountered thousands of robbers, could rely on the heavy black armor under their crotch, rush one of them away, and instantly defeat them. This is not an exaggeration.

"Jie Jie! Look at other people's equipment... that's called well-equipped!" The bearded man carrying the big axe saw those yellow-robed guards riding heavily in black armor, licked his lips, and the look of envy in his eyes, It was exposed unabashedly.

Flags are fluttering, chariots and horses are roaring, this is simply a march, not a business caravan. The pomp of the Rising Sun Caravan is big enough to deter the robbers who want to attack them.

"Hey, Brother Beard, if you're envious, you can join the Rising Sun Firm! It must be with Brother Beard's strength, isn't it easy to be a bodyguard commander?" Boss Zheng said with a smile.

"Bah! Bah! Bah! To be someone's slave? I'm stupid, I'm not so cheap!" The bearded man said with a glaring expression. This bearded man is obviously someone who would rather be a beggar than a servant.

Big Beard and the others slowed down the speed of the convoy and followed the Rising Sun Caravan from a distance. The smoke and dust in front of them were blowing from time to time.

It seems that it is also a pleasure to eat smoke and dust behind others.

Even the bearded man hung the big axe he was carrying on the saddle, tore off the leather armor on his chest, chatted with Boss Zheng, and spit all over the place.

It was because there were people from the Rising Sun Caravan in front of them, and the people in front of them would carry everything, so of course they don't have to be so nervous.

In the carriage of Boss Zheng, a salt merchant in the Central Plains, Gu Fei remained calm, although he really wanted to rush forward to pull out that Chu Tian and slap him to death.

However, now is not the time to be patient. His strength has not been fully recovered, the residual poison in his body has not been completely eliminated, and he is not able to exert 100% of his power due to his martial arts supernatural powers.

"Just let you live two more days!" Gu Fei forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest. He had to do this. He wanted to kill Chu Tian at his peak, because Chu Tian was not easy. Yes, it is also an aftermath.

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I have to say that the Southern Wilderness is really vast and boundless. After walking on the road leading to the Dragon Emperor City for two consecutive days, I vaguely saw a giant city, like a wild beast entrenched at the end of the endless primitive forest.

That is the Southern Desolate Dragon Imperial City. No one knows when the Dragon Imperial City was built, even the old antiques on the mainland. The history of the existence of Dragon Imperial City may be too long, so that people's memory of Dragon Imperial City was obliterated by that ruthless time.

There are rumors that the Dragon Emperor City has existed in the Southern Wilderness since ancient times, but this rumor is impossible to study.

Even the oldest ancient books preserved on the mainland do not record when this giant city appeared.

The setting sun is like blood, dyeing all the floating clouds in the sky into fiery red, forming a gorgeous fiery cloud. On the avenue, the motorcade stretches for several miles, the noisy life, and the neighing of the horses.

At the front of the convoy was the Rising Sun Caravan with the most powerful, well-equipped, and flying flags, three or four hundred yellow-robed guards, riding black-armored horses, and the majestic guards beside the cargo of the cart. .

After the Rising Sun Caravan, there are seven or eight small caravans that have gathered on the road in the past two days. As a result, a convoy of several miles was formed on the road.

These small caravans behind the Rising Sun Caravan actually had the same idea as Boss Zheng, a salt merchant in the Central Plains.

Beside the Rising Sun Caravan, use the power of the Rising Sun Caravan to avoid the patronage of robbers.

Gu Fei, who was hiding in the convoy of the salt merchant Boss Zheng, has finally eliminated all the remaining poison in his body in the past two days, and his martial arts and supernatural powers have returned to their peak state.

He intends to attack tonight and dare to use despicable means to harm himself. That Chu Tian's actions are unforgivable. Only with Chu Tian's blood can he quell his anger.

The light between heaven and earth is retreating, darkness is gradually coming, and night is coming quietly. The endless stars in the sky, like a shy girl, slowly lifted the veil and sprinkled endless starlight.

After rushing the road for a day, the people were tired and the horses were exhausted. When night fell, the convoy that had been running for several miles also stopped, set up camp beside the road, and ignited a bonfire directly.

Some people went directly into the woods beside the road, hunted a few game, or unpacked the dry food on the carriage, and swallowed the bad wine.

Going out, it doesn't matter much if you can fill your stomach.

Gu Fei took advantage of everyone's inattention, slipped out of the carriage, and ran into the dense forest beside the road. He walked through the dense forest, his movement was like a phantom, like a ghost, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, and moving forward quickly.

In the camp of the Rising Sun Caravan, a large purple tent was erected. The tent was brightly lit. There were two guards standing at the entrance, but inside the tent, two people were playing games leisurely.

The two people who were playing chess, one was a young man in Chinese clothes, and the other was a middle-aged scribe in green clothes and a feather fan scarf.

"Nineteen ways, how many people have been lost? I lost again! Mr. Ning's chess skills are truly unparalleled in the world! I admire it!" .

The scribe opposite the young man shook his feather fan gently, three black beards hung down his chest, his face was as white as jade, his phoenix eyes were long and his eyebrows were long, clear and strange, and his faint smile gave people a feeling of being out of the world.

The middle-aged Mr. Wen Shining was about to speak when suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and the feather fan in his hand slammed out towards the chessboard on the table.

The chessboard suddenly flew up, and the black and white chess pieces on it fell to the ground.

That side of the chessboard bypassed the young man and blocked it towards the back of the young man. The engraved lines on the chessboard seemed to come alive, rushing out, criss-crossing, and unfolding like a net.

At this moment, with the sound of "Teng!", the tent behind the young man suddenly burst into a big hole, and among the rags flying in the sky, one person strode in without any extra words, and punched directly at the young man beside the table. past.