Chapter 87: Thirteen Nights' Ride

  The three of them stopped in their tracks as they watched the scattered thieves flee.

  If these people still had the will to fight, they wouldn't mind killing again on a large scale, but now that they've fled in disarray, it's not worth chasing after them.

  Before long, this group of demon thieves disappeared into the night, leaving behind a field of corpses.

  This time, the three of them killed no less than 300 demon thieves. They then split up and started searching for spoils of war. Not long after, they gathered together again.

  "These demon thieves, most of them only have some worthless trinkets on them, low-grade elixirs, and a few gold, silver, and jewels. Only about ten people had Mustard Seed Rings, and the most valuable thing inside was just twenty or thirty pieces of Spirit Stones, as well as some spiritual herbs."

  Ling Yu Wei pouted and said with a hint of disappointment.

  "They're just low-level demon thieves, mostly at the Qi Refining stage. Those dozen or so with Mustard Seed Rings are only around the second or third level of the Spiritual Warrior stage, so there naturally won't be many good things."

  Fang Yiru smiled and said with a smile.

  "It's still a small gain, adding up to two or three hundred low-grade spirit stones. Anyway, there's plenty of time, let's take it slow."

  Zhang Shan didn't think it was too little, and even a small mosquito is meat after all.

  But his real gain was actually in his understanding of swordsmanship, which couldn't be bought even with a Spirit Stone.

  "Let's get out of here, the smell of blood is too strong, it doesn't feel comfortable."

  Fang Yiru smelled the bloody smell in the air and slightly frowned, suggesting.

  "Alright, maybe the smell of blood will attract some poisonous insects from underground." Zhang Shan agreed.

  At this time, there were still some ownerless lions and camels wandering around the battlefield. The three of them each went to lead one and rode on it, which happened to save their energy.

  This lion camel, with a head like a lion and a body like a horse, runs like flying in the desert, its four hooves are twice as wide as those of a horse and won't sink into the sand, making it the best means of transportation in the desert.

  The three of them moved forward in a predetermined direction, and since they weren't in a hurry to rush along the road, they simply let their mounts walk on their own while chatting casually.

  Half a time later, the sound of hooves came from the front. The three people concentrated their eyes and looked over there, only to see two lion camels galloping towards them.

  These two riders and those bandits were dressed in the same attire, and due to the distance, their faces could not be seen clearly.

  The three of them reined in their horses and waited cautiously for the other party to approach.

  "Two Spiritual Martial Realm Ninth Layer!"

  Fang Yiru's mind stirred, and she said in a low voice.

  "These two must have received news of the fleeing demon thieves and come to seek revenge on us. Perhaps they are the leaders of that group of demon thieves from just now."

  Zhang Shan looked at the man with a glance and raised his eyebrows.

  "The enemy's overall strength is stronger than ours, should we retreat?" Ling Yuwei asked with some concern.

  "No need, Fang Shijie can handle one of them, and the other one is the weakest, we two can take care of him together. Heh, maybe I alone can take him down." Zhang Shan said calmly.

  He had been hiding his cultivation with the Introspection Seal, so neither of the two women could see that he had already reached the Seventh Layer of the Spiritual Martial Realm; otherwise, Ling Yu wouldn't have had such worries.

  Ling Yuwei thought that although Zhang Shan's boundary was low, he didn't fall behind when facing the nine layers of Lingwu, and she secretly blamed herself for being too timid, no wonder her master let her come out to gain experience.

  As they spoke, those two people had already come before them.

  "Are you the ones who just slaughtered my thirteen Night Walkers? You'd better take your own lives, otherwise, once you fall into my Red Blade's hands, I will make sure you can neither live nor die."

  The left thief with a cold gaze shouted.

  "I've never seen such a beautiful woman in my life, Seventh Brother. It's a pity to kill them. Why don't we each take one and have some fun?"

  The ugly-looking thief on the right side suddenly smiled, his eyes constantly scanning Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei's curvaceous bodies.

  The two women's faces turned icy upon hearing this, and a layer of murderous intent appeared in their beautiful eyes.

  "One of you is called Eat Nose Shit, and the other is called Vomit You to Death? It's really disgusting. And what's with the name Thirteen Nights Riding for your organization? I think 'Eat Shit Duo' suits you two better."

  Zhang Shan loudly jeered at the two of them.

  Upon hearing this, Ling Yuwei burst out laughing, and Fang Yiru's mouth corners twitched upwards, clearly struggling to hold back her laughter.

  The two thieves listened and their faces immediately turned black like a pot bottom. Zhang Shan's words suddenly enraged them.

  "Besides, I didn't get enough of a thrill from killing earlier, and now you two pieces of trash are delivering yourselves to my doorstep. So, tell me, do you have anything valuable on you? Don't be like those poor minions of yours who were as broke as can be."

  Zhang Shan kicked his mount and stepped forward, continuing to speak to the two men.

  "Alright, tenth brother, it's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to us like that. If we don't chop him into minced meat later, I'll be his surname."

  Akiba jumped down from the lion camel beast in one leap, saying word by word.

  "Seventh brother, this little brat is really getting on my nerves, hehe, a mere fifth-level Lingwu realm and he dares to spout nonsense in front of us. Next time, I'll have to skin him alive and pull out his tendons." Butcher Shi Yi also dismounted his horse, speaking fiercely.

  Zhang Shan and two others also jumped down from the lion camel, waved their hands to drive away the mount, and stood in front of each other.

  His hands moved swiftly, and a large six-foot-long beheading knife appeared in his hand, while Butcher Easy held two water-splitting stabs.

  "Seventh brother, let me play with this little beauty first."

  Tú shí yì yī zhuǎn shǒu zhōng de fēn shuǐ cì, jiǎo bù yī cuò, shǎn dào Fāng Yì Rú de miàn qián, yín xiào zhe jiù xiàng tā xiōng qián cì qù.

  "Looking for death!"

  Fang Yiru's face turned cold, and she had always abhorred this kind of despicable person. She struck out without mercy, her peach wood sword transforming into a flurry of sword shadows that fell towards Tú Shíyì.

  Zhang Shan took a step forward with his sword and pointed at Chi Bi Ji: "So, it seems that your opponent is me."

  "Little kid, you'll regret what you just said! Now, try the might of my Thirteen Chaotic Wind Styles!"

  Chi's face revealed a cold smile, his hand shook the horse-slaying knife, and a bright light like a flying sword shot out, slashing down towards Zhang Shan's head.

  "Boom!"

  Swords clashed, Zhang Shan's footwork faltered for a moment, and he retreated several steps: "Huh, is that all? This is your infamous Crazy Hair Slashing Technique?"

  "Bastard, you've thoroughly enraged me! Whirlwind Illusion Slash!"

  Chi Yifeng let out a loud roar and charged forward, his saber flashing repeatedly as he enveloped Zhang Shan in a flurry of blades.

  Zhang Shan's sword light also lit up at the same time, and the sound of clashing swords rang out densely. The two men exchanged blows in an instant, striking ten or more times.

  "Zhang Shidi, I'm here to help you!"

  Ling Yu Wei Jiao shouted and was about to join the battle team.

  "Go help Fang Shijie collect that surname Tu, I can handle this one myself. I was just about to grasp the sword intent, and it's perfect for him to comprehend the sword." Zhang Shan shouted loudly in the battle group.

  "But can you go alone?" Ling Yuwei hesitated.

  "Don't worry, don't you know me yet? I won't joke with my own life." Zhang Shan said with a hearty laugh.

  With confidence in Zhang Shan, Ling Yuwei thought for a moment, then stamped her foot and rushed towards Fang Yiru with a curved knife.

  At this time, Tu Shi Yi was on the one hand fighting with Fang Yi Ru, and on the other hand using crazy words to tease her.

  Fang Yiru had never met such a scoundrel before, and for a moment she was flustered and fell into a disadvantage.

  Ling Yuwei's arrival was just in time to alleviate her awkward situation.

  Butcher time is easy, originally border and Fang Yiru are equally matched, now add a Ling Yuwei, with one against two, can't help but muster up twelve points of spirit to meet the enemy, can no longer divide his attention to talk nonsense.

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