Two Bandit Chiefs Come to the Rescue, Luo Feixuan Despairs

The twilight was completely stained with blood. Peng Xiong Hai cleaved the last ray of the setting sun with his cleaver, and his roar was like a thunderclap.

"Brothers, get them!"

"If we seize this shipment, we'll go back to the village and feast on meat, drink alcohol, and play with women!"

"Charge!"

"Kill the duck!"

"Drinking, eating meat, and playing with women!"

Two Mountain Bandits, brandishing their gleaming weapons, charged toward the caravan with a ferocious, bloody aura.

The Cao brothers, Cao Yi and Cao Hong, exchanged a glance, then held their long shields horizontally in front of their chests. The ten Escort Agency disciples quickly formed a circular formation, and the crisp sound of metal clashing as shields and shields crossed the mountains and forests.

With a whoosh, the birds in the forest were startled and took flight, circling a few times in the air before angrily cursing Li Pi.

Peng Xiong Hai took the lead, slashing at Cao Yu with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

Cao dodged to the side, the blade slicing off several strands of hair. He then drew his soft whip from his waist, the tip of which coiled around Peng Xiong Hai's wrist like a serpent.

Peng Xiong Hai roared and tore the whip cord in half, then swung it back at Cao Yu's face.

Cao raised his sword to block, but he didn't expect Peng Xiong Hai's strength to be so great that it shook his body on the horse a few times, and the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Peng Xiong Hai's momentum didn't diminish as he swung his sword towards Cao Yu's head.

At the critical moment, Cao Hong suddenly appeared from the side, using his long sword to block the fatal blow.

Amidst the Mars sparks, Cao Yu narrowly escaped this calamity, which fueled his rage, causing him to unleash even more power from his longsword.

The two brothers worked together seamlessly, one attacking and the other defending, keeping Peng Xiong Hai firmly entangled.

On the other side of the battlefield, a defensive line composed of ten Escort Agency) disciples was under fierce attack.

The Mountain Bandits, armed with short spears and long lances, tore at the shield formation like a pack of wolves.

A light dartsman's shield was shattered by Wolf Tooth Club, the sharp iron teeth instantly tearing open his chest. His screams were drowned out by the roar of the clashing weapons before they could even escape his lips.

Another bodyguard swung his sword and cut down two Mountain Bandits, but was struck in the back of the head by a meteor hammer flying from behind, and fell heavily to the ground amidst splattering blood.

In the chaos of battle, the Mountain Bandits gradually tightened their encirclement by virtue of their numerical advantage.

Cao Yu seized Peng Xiong Hai's opening and aimed his long sword straight for his throat. Peng Xiong Hai hurriedly leaned back to dodge, but his warhorse's reins were cut off, and it reared up in alarm.

Peng Xiong Hai tumbled to the ground in a sorry state, grabbed a broad axe from the ground, and turned to chop at Cao Hong.

Cao Hong stepped aside, and the blade sliced across Peng Xiong Hai's arm, instantly staining his battle robe with blood.

"Kill them all!"

Peng Xiong Hai swung his axe like a madman, cutting down grass and trees wherever the blade swept across.

He seized an opening and rammed into Cao Hong. Cao Hong staggered backward, and the bodyguard behind him hurriedly raised his shield to block, but Peng Xiong Hai cleaved the shield in two with an axe, the sharp blade piercing through his chest.

"Ah—bro, get out of the way!"

Upon seeing this, Cao Yi's eyes widened in fury, and his long sword flashed out like lightning, striking Peng Xiong Hai's left shoulder squarely.

Peng Xiong Hai roared in pain and swung his axe at Cao Yi's waist. Cao Yi hastily swung his sword to block, but the huge impact made his hand go numb and his sword almost slip from his grasp.

At this time, the bandits had broken through the defense line and started close combat with the bodyguards. The sounds of screams, curses, and weapons clashing intertwined into a scene like Shura hell.

Corpses lay strewn on the ground, their blood mingling with the soil, staining the official's robes an eerie dark red.

On the mountainside of Blackwood Cliff, the twilight dyed the banners of the mountain stronghold a dark red.

Xiang Tian Xing downed the wine in his bowl in one gulp and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at the dust rising from the direction of the official road in the distance, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Third Elder, something's not right."

Su Wen Xuan stroked the hilt of his sword, leaving fine scratches on the rosewood table surface.

"Normally, the Second Elder would send word long ago after succeeding, but this time it seems..."

Before he finished speaking, shouts of killing and shrill screams suddenly came from down the mountain.

The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously rose and grabbed their weapons.

"Gather all personnel, everyone move out!"

Xiang Tian Xing opened his mouth wide, his voice hoarse and broken.

The sound of gongs ripped through the twilight, and eight hundred Mountain Bandits, carrying torches, rushed down the steep mountain path like a red torrent, the clash of weapons startling birds roosting in the forest.

The firelight illuminated Xiang Tian Xing's contorted face. He gripped the Gilded Short Saber at his waist, then leaped into the air and flew down the mountain.

A Mountain Bandits watched Xiang Tian Xing's departing figure with envy, admiration, and awe.

Even Su Wen Xuan couldn't help but feel envious. When would he be able to soar through the air like his First Elder?

The official road had long since turned into a scene of Asura. Peng Xiong Hai's left arm was wrapped in blood-soaked cloth, his broadsword, though blunt, was still hacking wildly, his feet trampling the corpses of Escort Agency) disciples, and a beast-like roar emanating from his throat.

Cao Ren's steel knife was stuck between the ribs of two Mountain Bandits, and Cao Hong had three arrows stuck in his back. The two brothers stood back to back, and blood splattered wherever the blade touched.

The Mountain Bandits swarmed in like a tide, and the screams of the bodyguards were gradually crushed by the horses' hooves.

When Xiang Tian Xing led the reinforcements to attack, the battle situation instantly reversed.

The Mountain Bandits blew their horns, surrounding Escort Agency) members.

Su Wen Xuan wielded Soft Sword, weaving like a snake, its blade aimed precisely at the throat, leaving behind a trail of blood-spurting wounds wherever it passed.

Cao Ren was struck in the shoulder by Peng Xiong Hai's axe. When Cao Hong swung his sword to rescue him, he was pierced in the back by Xiang Tian Xing's Short Saber. Warm blood flowed back along the blade, staining Xiang Tian Xing's black outfit red.

"Younger brother!"

Cao Ren's eyes were bloodshot with rage, but he was simultaneously entangled by three Mountain Bandits.

Peng Xiong Hai seized the opportunity to deliver a finishing blow, the sharp axe blade severing his leg. Before he could even scream, another spear pierced his chest.

The brothers' bodies were hoisted high by the Mountain Bandits, and blood dripped down the gun barrels onto the trembling coachman.

The men driving the cart scattered like startled birds, only to have their brains smashed open by the Mountain Bandits' meteor hammers.

Ding Hai led his guards and servants to form a human wall, the blood on his Longsword congealing into dark red lumps.

He glanced back at the carriage, remembering his father's words before he left. "The young lady's safety is more important than anything else."

"Even if I fall, I cannot let Miss suffer even the slightest harm..."

Luo Feixuan gripped the carriage curtains tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms.

She looked at the corpses lying all over the ground, the sinister laughter of the Mountain Bandits echoing in her ears.

Memories flooded back—the blood-coughing face of his father, the mocking faces of the clan elders, and the reply from Medicine King Valley with a three-month deadline.

If the best healing medicine is not obtained, Father's life will be in danger, and the Luo Family's century-old foundation will be like a candle in the wind, facing the constant threat of being swallowed up...

"Grab it!"

Xiang Tian Xing's shout pierced her thoughts.

The Mountain Bandits pounced on the carriage like hungry wolves, and Ding Hai and his men's defenses were instantly broken.

Luo Feixuan touched the dagger hidden in her sleeve, and the cold touch suddenly brought her to her senses—she could not sit idly by and wait to die.

She gritted her teeth, lifted the carriage floor, where she found the Gunpowder Pack she had secretly prepared, and... a Fine Sword that could cut through iron like mud.