"Baibei, lean your head over." Su Yu waved to Jin Beibei, then stretched out his finger and pointed it lightly on Beibei's forehead.

"System, teach the grass to fly!"

As Su Yu ordered, a light immediately penetrated Jin Beibei's mind from his fingertips.

This is the inheritance of spiritual consciousness, just like a book printed in the mind of the inheritor, you can read and learn at any time.

"Remember, don't teach this technique to anyone!" Su Yu told Jin Beibei with a serious expression. Children like to show off. If they are plotted against by someone with ulterior motives, they will inevitably be taken advantage of. Although Cao Shangfei is just a light-fitting martial arts skill, it can greatly improve a person's combat effectiveness. If they are learned by bad people, there will be some trouble.

"Yeah, Beibei won't say it!" Jin Beibei nodded immediately.

"Don't worry, little brother, no one else will know about this in the future." Master Jin San and Commander Han also promised immediately.

Su Yu nodded and said no more.

...

In the next month, the caravan was in a surprisingly smooth journey and there were no major twists and turns. If he could maintain this speed, he would probably be able to reach Xuanyuancheng in less than five days.

In this month, in addition to occasionally guiding Jin Beibei to practice, he also collected a lot of monsters and spiritual medicines, and the three major attributes have increased a lot.

At this time, although he was riding on the horse, his spiritual sense fell into his mind, hesitating whether to conduct a lottery.

However, his expression changed slightly, and his spiritual sense immediately withdrew from the system, his eyes shook and looked at Nanfang, with a solemn and confused face.

"Brother Su, what's wrong?"

Commander Han immediately noticed Su Yu's changes and couldn't help asking. After being together for so long, he naturally knew Su Yu's name.

It is absolutely unusual to be able to make Su Yu react so much.

With a frown slightly, Su Yu slowly spoke: "There are strong people coming, many! Let them be prepared quickly..."

Strong people? Many?

Su Yu's words made Commander Han's face dark. Just as he was about to take measures, several explosions came from the void.

The explosion sound was extremely harsh and even more powerful, which made everyone's face condense and their hearts tremble. This power was too strong, even if they were far apart, they could still breathe.

In Su Yu's eyes, nine figures were approaching from a distance and approaching quickly. In just a few breaths, they had already reached the sky above everyone.

The eight people who took the lead in these nine figures, all wearing a ghost mask, with different faces, but they are all extremely terrifying.

As they walked through, they all exuded a heart-wrenching momentum. They were all powerful men of King Wu, and they were definitely old-fashioned men of King Wu!

But what is most surprising is that after these eight figures, a man in a light blue robe followed. Judging from his posture, he was chasing the eight martial kings with his own strength!

This man looked only about thirty years old, with a clear edge on his face, a cold and cruel face. His figure was tall, slender but not rough. Unlike ordinary people, his hair was tied into a tie and hung behind his head. There were a pair of cold and deep eyes under Ying Ting's sword eyebrows.

Faced with such a powerful formation, no one in Su Yu's caravan dared to breathe, and could only pray in his heart that these people were just passing by and leaving quickly.

However, things didn't go as expected. I heard that among the eight people who took the lead, one of the men with a white mask shouted softly, "I can't get rid of that guy anymore, just set up the formation!"

The eight people immediately scattered and formed a semicircle, instead heading towards the chasing person. Then the semicircle contracted and formed a circle, surrounding the person.

The nine people slowly landed on the ground, and by chance, they were only less than 100 meters away from Su Yu's caravan!

"Eight Stars Glorious Moon!"

These nine people were extremely straightforward and started to attack directly as soon as they landed, without any nonsense.

But the eight men wearing masks all took out eight different types of hidden weapons. These hidden weapons not only have different sizes and shapes, but also have eight different colors, which look extremely strange.

These hidden weapons turned into streamers of different colors, and seemed to have long tails in the void, flying towards the person in the middle like a meteor rushing to the moon!

The eight powerful Martial Kings are divided into eight different directions and launching eight different hidden weapons. Such a formation is definitely enough to make anyone frightened.

However, the expression on the man in the middle did not change at all from beginning to end. He slowly grabbed the hilt of the sword around his waist with his right hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Cang——"

Accompanied by an extremely dazzling light, the sword was instantly unsheathed! Flipped his wrist and slashed directly around him!

"The Wind Barrier!"

A low voice came from his mouth, but a small tornado suddenly blew around him. The wind calmed but did not dissipate, but just surrounded him.

"Ding Ding Ding--"

This barrier is a perfect defense. It not only blocks these hidden weapons, but also ejects the hidden weapons!

The hidden weapon ejected out thorns everywhere, immediately centered on the hidden weapon, spreading black, and withering plants, obviously carrying endless poison!

Wow—

When the people in the caravan saw this kind of situation, their faces turned pale instantly, their whole body shook, and they turned their heads without hesitation and ran away, not even daring to return their heads.

If gods fight and mortals suffer, it is better not to watch.

Under the protection of Commander Han, Jin Sanye and Jin Beibei also withdrew thousands of meters.

The tornado dissipated, and the man in the middle hung his hair on his head on his front shoulder, holding the sword in one hand, his eyes were full of splendor, and he was indescribably handsome and free.

"The wind attribute changes! You are Xiao Yihan, a storm swordsman!?" The man with a white mask was obviously the leader of the eight people, and exclaimed in a low voice.

"We and you have never violated the rivers. Why do you have to force each other and bite us to the point of not letting go?"

"Since I'm targeting you, there's definitely a reason! Don't run away, because... you can't escape!" Xiao Yihan's voice was not emotional at all, and his eyes did not change at all, as if he was just an outsider watching coldly.

"I heard that the swordsman of the Wind is so beautiful that he has realized the change of wind attributes with the realm of King Wu. Today, he really has a reputation. However, as King Wu, it is ridiculous to be the only one who wants to deal with the eight of us!" The man in the white mask said with a sneer, under the mask, his eyes flashed, "I think there must be some misunderstanding between us, why not talk about it first?"

"There is nothing to talk about, because you...they will be punished!" Xiao Yihan's words always give people no room for negotiation.
Chapter completed!