"Tsk tsk, finally caught up."

A faint voice was heard, not loud, but clear in everyone's ears.

Everyone turned around suddenly and saw a skinny old man in a grey robe walking towards them from the path step by step. A few wisps of his goatee fluttered in the wind, looking quite shabby.

“Duo…duo…duo…”

He was leaning on a cane with a strange animal claw carved on the top. He would tap the ground with every step he took, making a rhythmic sound that looked very strange.

"Who?"

"Why, this old guy is also interested in this escort mission?"

The strange old man paused with his crutch, and a sharp howl was heard. Then, the sharp claws of the strange beast on the crutch emitted a white light. The two sharp fingers instantly broke away from the crutch, turned into two white lights, and stabbed at the two bandit leaders in front.

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"I've caught up with you! Look at the sword!"

Just as the strange old man paused with his cane and two streams of light flashed again, ready to shoot towards Dong Biaotou and his group, a clear shout was heard, followed by a sword light flying out from the woods at a high speed, crossing a distance of three meters and deflecting the old man's two sharp fingers.

The bandit leader frowned, but still patiently replied, "No?"

"Duo!"

This strange old man who looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind was at least several realms higher than himself and was definitely a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

As the chief escort of the Xiongfeng Escort Agency, he lost the escort even though he was personally escorting the convoy. The reputation of the agency was ruined. If he couldn't get it back in a short period of time, the only option he had was to disband the agency and retire to the countryside.

The old man paused his walking stick, and two sharp fingers suddenly shot out, turning into two streams of light, stabbing towards Li Ziyang, while he himself rushed towards a escort vehicle parked on the side of the road.

But if this old man wants to kill everyone here after killing Dong Biaotou and his group...

Such a familiar question!

Until their death, they could not understand how they had gotten into trouble with cultivators when they were just bandits on the mortal world, robbing a caravan on the mountain road.

With two slight sounds, the flying sword blocked the old man's attack, and Li Ziyang also blocked the old man's way at the same time.

The remaining bandits were terrified and scattered, each one blaming themselves for not having two more legs, fearing that they would fall behind their companions and be killed by the cultivator.

The strange old man narrowed his eyes, and his perverse smile suddenly disappeared, "You won't answer me? Then go to hell!"

"Li Ziyang!" The old man roared in a low voice with a ferocious look on his face.

Say yes? Those bandits just now are a lesson for us! Say no? Dong Biaotou swallowed his saliva. If he said no, he would still have to die. That would be a death without any dignity.

"My dear father-in-law, I am the chief escort of Xiongfeng Escort Agency. It is fate that we meet in the martial arts world. Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea? I have a small gift for you." Escort Leader Dong said with a bow.

The flying sword spun around in the air, then turned and flew towards the woods. However, before it entered the forest, it was caught by a figure who jumped out of the forest.

The old man chuckled, and just killed a few bandits who were lagging behind when he retracted his sharp finger, but he didn't kill them all. Turning to look at escort leader Dong, the old man's smile didn't look kind at all, "Are you delivering this escort?"

"What?"

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"

Then he could only expose his strength and flee.

The strange old man's eyes were bloodshot. He stretched out his five fingers, and sword energy nearly a foot long emerged from his fingertips and stabbed towards Li Ziyang.

"Okay, of course. But since you want to rob this convoy, then you all go to hell." The weird old man laughed.

If the old man dared to stretch out his hand, he would cut off the old man's claws with one sword.

Upon hearing this, escort leader Dong's face changed drastically. This old man was obviously not someone to be trifled with. If he really teamed up with the bandits, this escort trip would be a sure failure.

All the escorts and porters standing outside stepped back, and escort leader Dong's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's a good time to pick. The three top masters are all injured. If he is also a master, he will just get an advantage."

"Don't even think about it!" Li Ziyang used his flying sword to protect himself and ignored the two sharp fingers. He rushed to the front of the escort car in a few steps.

The others were in a state of confusion, shocked by the skill the old man had just displayed, and no one dared to act rashly.

"Monk!"

"Come on!" Li Ziyang shouted loudly, and his sword fingers changed rapidly. A flying sword formed a dense sword net in front of him.

Both parties were trying to recruit or test the old man, but this strange old man did not react at all. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the group of bandits, his mouth curled up stiffly, "You want to rob this escort?"

Li Ziyang remained silent, but the look in his eyes, which seemed to show care for a mentally retarded child, allowed the old man to easily understand what he meant, "Are you stupid?"

There were two muffled thuds, and the two bandit leaders fell to the ground with their pupils dilated, obviously deader than dead.

Others thought that this was an evil master who coveted this escort mission, but Yi Ming in the wine shop felt a chill run down his body.

"Bullshit Qianlixiang, bullshit die! If I hadn't been injured by the giant python guarding the Lingjue grass, and you took the opportunity to attack me, otherwise, with your little bit of cultivation, how could you sprinkle Qianlixiang on me, how could you defeat me?" The weird old man was furious when he heard this.

However, Yi Ming believed that he could not beat the other party, so he had no intention of helping. Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Who is this person? Why is he here? What's so special about this escort mission?" Yi Ming used all his strength to activate the Breath-Concealing Technique to restrain his own breath.

Such a top-notch master didn't even have time to react or resist.

“Bullshit! If you have the guts, let me take the Lingjue grass and take it. We’ll come back after I advance to the Condensation Stage!”

“Plop! Plop!”

He did not act too self-righteously and thought that the old man was coming for him, because after the old man approached, his squinting eyes never left one of the escort vehicles parked outside the store.

The other party did not hide his own aura. Ordinary people could not feel it, but he could easily feel it.

"Shit!" Yi Ming was secretly shocked. This cultivator had such a violent and bloodthirsty character.

"How is that possible!"

"That's what you deserve." Li Ziyang said calmly.

“Run!”

Their pupils suddenly shrank, and in front of the bandit leader's disbelieving eyes, two streaks of light pierced through their chests, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in their chests.

"You've been poisoned by my Qianlixiang. You can't escape. Die!"

The power of magic weapons is much sharper than that of flesh and blood.

"Li Ziyang! I will remember you!" The old man cried out strangely, retracted his hand, turned over and rushed into the woods beside the road, disappearing.

"No need to remember, you can't escape!" Li Ziyang slapped the escort car behind him with his backhand, breaking the extremely sturdy escort car into pieces, and the herbs were scattered all over the ground.

After taking a quick glance, Li Ziyang waved his hand, took one of the herbs in his arms, and then jumped into the woods without saying a word to the people in the escort agency.

(End of this chapter)