Chapter 209: Gradually eroding, criminals robbing on the road

This situation is very common in the Soul-Restoring Street. The most intuitive feeling is that there are thousands of Soul-Restoring Streets in the underworld, but the number of students in the Dead Soul Island is too small, far from the number of Soul-Restoring Generals needed. Most of the Soul-Restoring Generals actually come from the training of Soul-Restoring Generals and their families.

"So that's how it is. Over the past thousand years, humans have been quietly and slowly eroding the power of the Spirit Realm by boiling the frog in warm water."

Li Ye listened to Li Qingmu's speech and smiled with satisfaction. He originally thought that this girl was a martial arts fanatic who was obsessed with swordsmanship and ignorant of worldly affairs, but it seems that she is not that simple.

Not far away, two burly men were leaning against a tree. One of them was a one-eyed bald man, using his only remaining eye to look sideways at the convoy approaching slowly in the distance...

"These people, with such a magnificent vehicle, must be rich people. They don't take the main road, but instead take these remote roads with few people. It's obvious that there are tricks. We robbed them, and I guess they dare not say anything, so they can only swallow their anger!"

The bald one-eyed man's eyes were filled with greed and cruelty, and he stared at the slowly approaching convoy.

The other big man closed his eyes and did not answer the bald man's words.

Of course he knew why these large convoys took these small roads. It was simply because the things they were transporting were not allowed to be seen in public and they were afraid of being discovered.

Thinking of this, he spat fiercely!
Then he winked at the bald man.

The bald man naturally understood what he meant. He took out an iron knife and threw it towards the convoy! When Zhou Xing was talking to the imperial spirit Qing Yi,

chua!

With a bang, it stabbed into the ground, blocking the way of the convoy.

Zhou Xing's eyes fixed, and he suddenly thought of something. Then he pulled the reins of the horse and looked ahead on the road.

"Boss, you're in luck. These trucks are worth a lot of money! After we rob this batch of stuff, the brothers can live a carefree life for another two or three months!"

Right in front of Zhou Xing, a bald man with loose clothes and holding a half-meter-long iron sword stood in the middle of the road like a black iron tower. With his only remaining eye, he looked greedily at the convoy and spoke to a big man next to him.

The big man next to the bald man looked much better than the ferocious bald man. He had a three-inch long, neatly groomed beard, and his sword-like eyes contained no emotion. When he saw Zhou Xing, who was leading the cavalry, he was stunned for a moment, then bumped the bald man with his arm.

"Zhou family."

"What Zhou family? Why is it the Zhou family!"

The bald man's face suddenly became uncomfortable, but it didn't seem to be because he felt it was difficult to deal with the people in front of him were from the Zhou family. Instead, he had an uncomfortable expression as if a cooked duck had flown away.

The Zhou family is from the Spiritual Realm, so the things being transported are most likely from the Spiritual Realm.

"Got it! Just attack?" "Go!"

After the bald man received an order from the boss, the iron sword in his hand flashed a black cold light, and he ran towards the convoy in front like an arrow!
The big knife in the bald man's hand was in a dragging posture, pulled diagonally behind him, leaving a visible white mist in the air and making a sharp buzzing sound. With his grim smile, he slashed at Zhou Xing with the knife!
Zhou Xing stared at the bald man, and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand, and then!

A sword sound like thunder came out from the scabbard. Zhou Xing drew out the sword at an incredible speed, rushed off the horse, and stabbed the bald man's throat!

The bald man was greatly surprised by the speed, but as a roaming bandit who had survived among the dead, he naturally had rich combat experience and amazing skills and adaptability!
Facing Zhou Xing's sword that was as fast as thunder, he did not lose his composure. He held the broadsword horizontally with both hands and accelerated again. The dirt road under his feet was cracked. He slashed horizontally with the broadsword in his hand towards the long sword that Zhou Xing stabbed out!

Ding!
Zhou Xing, whose combat experience was obviously inferior to that of the bald man, was stunned when the long sword in his hand was chopped off by the bald man with a knife, making a crisp knocking sound! Then the bald man raised the big knife horizontally, and thrust the tip of the knife fiercely into Zhou Xing's heart!

However, although Zhou Xing underestimated the bald man's strength and was forced into danger by a knife, didn't the bald man also underestimate Zhou Xing?
Although Zhou Xing lacked combat experience, his hard power could still make up for the disadvantages caused by this carelessness.

Zhou Xing dodged the bald man's stab with a very small movement of turning sideways, raised the elbow of the arm that was not holding the sword, and immediately exerted force, hitting the bald man's neck with the elbow!
"Zhou Xing, be careful, these two are Du Rong, the Lanshan Tiger, and Zhang Yumin, the Mountain Eagle! They are both Jiaore!"

Du Rong and Zhang Yumin are both soul-suppressing generals, but with the increase in the number of evil spirits and ferocious beasts in the underworld, the work pressure of the soul-suppressing generals increased dramatically. The two were afraid of death and simply became bandits, making a living by killing and robbing.

It just so happens that their guardian spirits, Du Lisan and Zhang Leshan, were once famous bandits, so they can be considered to have returned to their old ways.

An old man who finally recognized the identities of the two robbers shouted to Zhou Xing from his carriage, pointing out the identities of the two people in one sentence.

After the bald Du Rong's identity was exposed, he showed an ugly smile. Facing Zhou Xing's attack aimed at the vital points, he stretched out one hand and raised it instantly to block Zhou Xing's surprising elbow strike.

When Zhou Xing saw that his sneak attack failed, he retreated and stood in front of the convoy. His green robe rustled and his handsome face showed a solemnity that he had not had on the entire journey.

"Du Rong?"

The bald man also took a few steps back and returned to Zhang Yumin's side, grinning and saying:
"What? It's your Grandpa Rong!"

Zhou Xing chuckled, pointed the tip of his sword at Du Rong and Zhang Yumin, then his face darkened and he shouted angrily:
"Spirit Realm convoy, you scoundrels, how dare you rob it?!"

After Du Rong heard this, he burst into laughter. His laughter was very harsh to the ears. Then he squinted at Zhou Xing:
"Spirit Realm? Just those useless people who are just sitting there doing nothing? I robbed the official car! Not convinced? Hold it in!"

After saying that, he raised the knife again and rushed towards Zhou Xing.

All the ferocious muscles on Du Rong's body suddenly bulged. The iron knife in his hand was as easy to swing as a wooden stick. It seemed that he was serious about it.

Zhou Xing did not take it lightly. He held the cold sword in his hand horizontally, and his cold eyes were fixed on
Du Rong then stabbed the opponent with a sword!
On the open space between Zhang Yumin and the convoy, a dazzling array of sword lights and shadows suddenly appeared!
(End of this chapter)