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  No one responded to Wei Zihao, only the sound of the sandpiper's footsteps "sha sha ~~" gradually became clear, and someone was walking in this direction.

  Wei Zihao, not hearing any response, had a mixture of regret and vigilance on his face. Encountering others in the dense forest of cacti wasn't necessarily a good thing, as cases of murder and robbery weren't uncommon. Wei Zihao's reason for regret was simple: he shouldn't have lit that fire. Without the light from the flames, others wouldn't have known someone was there.

  A moment later, twelve sandpipers emerged from the darkness around them, forming a siege and surrounding everyone inside. On top of the sandpipers were twelve people wearing black robes, whose faces could be seen through the firelight.

  These twelve men all had a look of murder on their faces, and from their clothes, a faint smell of blood seeped out, it was clear that their clothes were stained with quite a bit of fresh blood.

  Some of them had ferocious scars on their faces, looking fierce and intimidating. At a glance, it was clear that these people were fugitives who made a living by the knife.

  "It turned out to be a few green-haired men, probably disciples of a noble family who came out for training" The black-faced big man at the front smiled lightly and said.

  "Boss, this is just a simple camp. It seems they don't have much wealth on them. How should we deal with them?" This was said by the one-eyed dragon next to the black-faced big man in a hoarse voice.

  "Boss, young masters from wealthy families who go out to gain experience usually don't carry much money. There's not enough loot to make it worth our while, and we also don't have time for kidnapping."

  These young masters may not have experienced many deaths, but their cultivation is generally higher. If we take them down directly, there won't be a problem, but we might suffer some injuries, and we still need to complete our mission," said a lean middle-aged man with a scar on his face, speaking in a low voice to the burly black-faced man.

  "Ah! I have a good sense of it, the number of tents and people don't match, there should be two people not here." The burly black-faced man nodded slightly.

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  In front of the bonfire, Wei Zihao saw twelve people walking out of the darkness, with a sinister aura on their faces. At a glance, it was clear that these people were not good-natured. His face sank immediately and he said in a low voice, "We're in trouble."

  "These people are likely to be horse thieves, and they have a strong aura of killing intent around them. If they are indeed horse thieves, then they must be the elite among them, with countless bloody battles under their belt." At this time, Lao Er Wei Zi Xiao said in a low voice.

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  "Alright lads, today we're in luck. I'm feeling generous, so I'll let you off with a hundred gold pieces. You can leave now," the burly black-faced man at the lead shouted out loud.

  The answer of the black-faced strong man also confirmed Wei Er's guess, these people were just horse thieves who did business without capital. However, Wei Zi Hao still asked "What kind of people are you?"

  "Haha! Are we really smart or just pretending to be? It's so obvious, yet you can't see it. We make a living with the steel knife in our hands, and you are the sheep we slaughter. Why don't I test this thing in my hand?" At this time, a one-eyed dragon next to the black-faced strong man burst out laughing.

  The two brothers, Wei Zihao and Wei Zixiao, exchanged a glance without changing their expressions. They were also perceptive people. The black-faced burly man, the one-eyed dragon beside him, and the knife-scarred lean middle-aged man all gave off an intangible pressure, with the black-faced burly man giving off a particularly dangerous aura.

  It can be inferred that these three people have at least the sixth level of cultivation, and the black-faced strong man who is in charge may have reached the peak of the sixth level, or even the seventh level of cultivation.

  And behind these three, the horse bandits also had a fifth-level cultivation. These were desperate fugitives, rolling knife meat, people who crawled out of piles of corpses, with extremely rich combat experience, and when they fought, it was as if they didn't care about their lives. Moreover, Wei Ziwu, the highest cultivator of the fifth generation of the Wei family, was not here, so Wei Zihao and others were simply no match for these people.

  Handing over one hundred gold coins was painful, but they were able to gather things worth one hundred gold coins on them. A good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, so the leader Wei Zihao and second-in-command Wei Zixiao exchanged glances and tacitly agreed with the black-faced strongman's words, preparing to hand over one hundred gold coins.

  Lao San, Wei Zi Feng, standing aside, watched as Lao Da and Lao Er exchanged glances. He could read the information conveyed through their eyes, although being oppressed by these horse thieves made him feel extremely resentful, but this was also the best solution.

  However, at this moment, Lao San Wei Zi Feng suddenly remembered what happened today. Lao Ba Wei Zi Ming defeated him and Lao Si with just one move. His heart suddenly became hot, with Wei Zi Ming around, do they still need to be afraid of them?

  "Humph! Aren't they just horse thieves? I, Young Master, have even kicked the heads of horse thieves like balls. A bunch of scum, humph!" Eldest Young Master Wei Zi Feng suddenly burst into a loud scolding, with an expression of disdain.

  "That's right! I, the little bandit, have also chopped them down. The chamber pot in my house is made from the heads of these scoundrels!" Similarly, Wei Ziyang, who had witnessed Wei Ziming's strength before, also decided not to take it lying down and unleashed a torrent of abuse.

  "Lao San, Lao Si, shut up!" Wei Zihao, who had already decided to hand over 100 taels of gold, suddenly heard Lao San and Lao Si loudly cursing and immediately shouted out in anger to stop them.

  "The boss saw it, they actually ignored us so much, they are looking for death, let the brothers exercise their legs." Du Yanlong looked at Wei Zihao and others, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and sneered.

  "You ignorant fools! Since they think their heads are balls and chamber pots, let's just become them!" This was said by a lean middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

  "Since it's like this, none of you should leave, all stay here!" Hei Lian Zhuang said coldly.

  "In that case, there's nothing more to say. Let's just report a name and be done with it! It'll also let us lead the way for you to collect the reward at the government office." Just then, Wei Ziming's voice suddenly rang out, his tone simple and relaxed, as if these bandits were mere vegetables, to be chopped down at will.

  Wei Zihao's heart suddenly surged with anger upon hearing this. Eldest brother Wei Zifeng and second brother Wei Ziyang were like this, and now even the weakest Wei Ziming was also like this. Moreover, from Wei Ziming's tone, it seemed that he didn't consider these bandits to be a big deal. In his heart, he cursed, "Wei Ziming is such an idiot, only knowing how to show off his temporary strength. His cultivation is so low, if he hadn't spoken up, these bandits might not have discovered their presence."

  "Now, in order to show off for a moment, we've thoroughly offended these horse bandits. With Mo Rourou by our side, even if we're discovered, it's not necessarily a big deal, but this has put us in a difficult spot, damn it! Allowing Wei Ziming to travel with us is absolutely the worst decision."

  Lao Er's heart was also uncomfortable, this matter was originally easy to solve, Lao San and Lao Si came to intervene in this matter, it would be fine! Wei Zi Ming was good, boasting that he wanted to take their heads to receive the reward, thoroughly offending these horse bandits.

  "Hmph! This is the first time someone has dared to speak to us 'Blood Knife' like that. Today, no one will be able to leave, and our family will be the next target of our 'Blood Knife' massacre!" The burly black-faced man at the front suddenly became enraged upon hearing this, gazing out at the two figures standing on the cactus, their bodies obscured by the darkness of night, as he bellowed.

  "Blood Knife" Lao Da Wei Zi Hao's face changed suddenly upon hearing this, 'Blood Knife' bandits were the largest bandit force in several nearby counties, all of whom were extremely evil and ruthless, wherever they went was like a plague of locusts, nothing was left standing, not even a single blade of grass.

  Every bandit's head can receive a large reward from the government, every bandit is not a small role, but a wanted criminal on the government's list, and every bandit has at least three lives in their hands.

  Wei Zihao did not expect that on this trip, they would encounter such a group of vicious and evil people. Originally, the matter could have been easily resolved, but because of Wei Ziming's meddling, it suddenly forced everyone into a desperate situation.

  If they were killed by these horse bandits, the bandits would also be able to tell from their belongings that they were members of the Wei family, and thus bring calamity upon the family.

  At this moment, Wei Zihao is suspecting that Wei Ziming is intentionally retaliating against them, which is why he is yelling and framing innocent people. Wei Zihao's hatred in his heart is growing, and if given the chance, he will definitely break both of Wei Ziming's legs to prevent him from bringing disaster to their family.

  Just as Wei Zihao heard the two words 'Blood Knife', he was completely stunned.

  Wei Ziming smiled lightly and said, "Good! You are indeed the 'Blood Knife' bandits. Your heads are worth a lot of money, it's worthwhile. When you go to hell later, remember that the one who killed you is Yu Gaoshan from Yushi County in Huangsha. Now you can rest easy!"

  As soon as Wei Ziming's voice fell, a sharp red light flashed suddenly, like a brilliant meteor, and in an instant, it streaked across the night sky. In the next moment, a loud "Boom" shook the air.

  The black-faced strong man had not reacted yet, when the place where he was suddenly exploded, and the dazzling red light, like a newborn sun, pierced through the dark forest.

  After the red glow disappeared, a five-zhang-wide and unknown-depth deep pit appeared where the black-faced strong man was originally located. The deep pit and the surrounding gravel had turned into a crimson color, turning into boiling lava, and the lava emitting red light was flowing into the deep pit. A human-shaped black charcoal that had been cut in half floated in the boiling lava.

  "Kill! Not a single one is left!" Wei Ziming's loud shout, after annihilating the black-faced burly man, instantly awakened everyone.

  Lao San and Lao Si, Wei Zi Feng and Wei Zi Yang, looked at the distant ravine and the lava that appeared in it, their faces revealing an extremely shocked expression. Although both of them knew that Wei Zi Ming had very strong fighting power, they did not expect him to have such a strong fighting power, one move was enough to annihilate the leader of the horse thieves.

  However, although the two were shocked, they still had some mental preparation beforehand. Therefore, in the first moment, both of them reacted and shouted "Kill!" at the same time.

  Similarly shocked, the eldest Wei Zihao and the second Wei Zixiao immediately woke up when they heard the charging and killing shouts of Wei Zifeng and the others. They quickly drew out their steel knives, and the crimson internal energy was instantly infused into the knives, transforming into a red light that killed those equally shocked bandits.

  "Damn it! This time we kicked the steel plate, the boss is dead, we retreat, escape separately, and must spread the news here. The leader will avenge us." At this time, Knife Scar also reacted and shouted continuously, while his figure suddenly escaped backwards.

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