Two Bandit Chiefs Come to the Rescue, Luo Feixuan Despairs

Dusk was thoroughly steeped in blood. Peng Xiong Hai's great saber shattered the last wisp of sunset, and his roar exploded like thunder.

"Brothers, get up there!

Once we seize this shipment, we'll head back to the stronghold to eat meat, drink wine, and play with women!"

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

"Drink wine, eat meat, play with women!"

Two hundred Mountain Bandits raised weapons flashing with cold light and pounced on the escort convoy with the stench of blood and the momentum of a storm.

The Cao Ren and Cao Hong brothers exchanged a glance and simultaneously held their long sabers across their chests. Fifty Escort Agency disciples swiftly formed a circular formation. Amid the interlocked blades and shields, the crisp clang of metal tore through the mountain forest.

With a great flutter, the birds in the woods were startled into flight. They circled overhead a few times, then flew off cursing furiously.

Peng Xiong Hai charged at the front, his great saber cleaving toward Cao Ren with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Cao Ren sidestepped the blow, the blade shaving off several strands of his hair. He immediately drew the soft whip at his waist, its tip coiling around Peng Xiong Hai's wrist like a nimble serpent.

Peng Xiong Hai let out a furious roar and actually tore the whip apart by force, then swung his saber backhandedly at Cao Ren's face.

Cao Ren raised his saber to block, but Peng Xiong Hai's strength was overwhelmingly fierce. The impact jolted him swaying atop his horse, and the great saber in his hand nearly flew free.

Yet Peng Xiong Hai's great saber did not lose any momentum as it hacked toward Cao Ren's head.

At the critical moment, Cao Hong charged in from the side, his long saber blocking