"Everyone is dispatched to chase them one after another!"

"It should have been like this a long time ago! To deal with a junior whose martial arts is up to seventh level and Taoist skills are up to ninth level, so many of us are actually so cautiously ambush. If word spreads, it will make people laugh!"

"Don't be careless. This guy is rich in tricks, skilled in killing, and extremely dangerous. The many killers who died silently before are examples! He even has a record of killing fifth-grade Dacheng warriors head-on..."

"Shut up, my brother was just careless for a moment, and he succeeded in plotting against him. If we fight openly and honestly, that kid is no match for my brother!"

"Oh, but Ghost King Dong was indeed killed by him with a fish from the front. I was at the scene and saw it clearly..."

"You bitch, you dare to insult my brother's reputation? I will fight you to the death!"

"Okay, stop arguing! Miss Qianxue and Mr. Li Ying want to avenge their brother and lord, Mrs. Zhao wants to avenge your brother, and we want to avenge the young master, the elder, the master... Everyone

We all have a grudge against that Shen Lang, so why bother starting an internal fight? If we argue a few more words, Shen Lang will hide in the woods again!"

After a while of silence, everyone finally put aside their arguments and reached an agreement.

Later, the sound of horse hooves sounded in Chixia Valley.

Hundreds of riders surged out of the valley and chased Shen Lang in the direction he left.

Shen Lang was striding back along the official road when he suddenly heard the dull sound of hoofbeats coming from behind, as dense as a shower. Looking back, he saw a large group of riders approaching on horseback in a menacing manner under the starlight.

"I really caught up with you!"

Shen Lang's heart moved, and he sent a mental message that had been sneaking in the forest beside the road. Xiao Gu, Xiao Zhao, who had never appeared at the entrance of the valley, then turned around to face the enemy cavalry.

Holding a knife in both hands, his back straight, he stood proudly in the middle of the official road, expressionlessly looking at the hundreds of riders who were getting closer and closer. Looking at the posture, it seemed that they were going to fight one against a hundred, with one foot against a hundred riders.

However, when the front row of riders was only a hundred meters away from him, he suddenly, without saying a word, flew down the mountain like a tiger and flew into the woods beside the road.

Those swift and swift movements made the riders in the front row, who had drawn knives in their hands and were ready for battle, freeze for a while...
Chapter completed!