Weapon Master-Chapter 95

"Boom …" At this moment, the ground suddenly shook slightly. There was a faint rumbling sound coming from the distance, and it actually became louder and louder. "Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love!"

"Reinforcements are coming!" Du Xi's eyes lit up and he could not help but laugh out loud.

"Retreat!"

In front of Du Xi, a man dressed in black seemed to have woken up from a dream, and looked at Tang Huan fiercely.

"Stop!" You won't be able to escape! "

Du Xi bellowed, but was powerless to stop them.

The remaining men in black also came back to their senses. They moved almost at the same time. They didn't even have time to take away their companions' corpses. In just a short moment, they had vanished without a trace.

Once they left, the remaining Martial Warriors s all sat down on the ground.

Although the goods on the carriage weren't lost, the fierce battle just now had caused the area to lose a lot of corpses. Out of the six black clothed men, seven or eight of the Martial Warriors s had been killed, and more than twenty were still alive.

Tang Huan retracted his gaze, retrieved the cloth strip and wrapped it around the Crimson Flame Spear.

Just from the looks of the men in black before they left, Tang Huan knew that they would probably hold a grudge against him. However, Tang Huan did not care, he was wearing a mask now, and after taking it off, he would be dressed up, as long as he was careful not to reveal his weapon, it would not be easy to recognize him.

"Little brother, I am truly sorry. I misunderstood you. If it wasn't for you, none of us would have survived."

A voice suddenly came out, but Du Xi walked over to Tang Huan's side with a limp. His face was filled with shame and regret.

His face was delicate and pretty, his body was tall and slender, long hair flowed behind his head, and he held a black spear in his hand. A long and narrow wound extended from his left shoulder to his right rib, and between his chest and abdomen, it was completely dyed red with blood.

This man was Yin Fei, the second Stage Five Martial Master in the convoy.

"Brother Ye, I was wrong to blame you these few days. I thought that you didn't have any plans, and that I would be disrespectful to you. Please forgive me, little brother." Yin Fei also cupped his hands, with an apologetic look in his eyes.

"It's fine."

After Tang Huan heard this, he smiled faintly.

When he had applied for the position of guard in the convoy, he had not used his real name, but rather used a fake name, called "Ye Ze." This was actually the name of a student of his from his previous life.

Hearing Tang Huan's words, Du Xi and Yin Fei felt even more guilty, and the surrounding Martial Warriors s couldn't help but lower their heads in shame. [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents]

Along the way, although Tang Huan was following the convoy, he was isolated by the crowd.

Even until the moment that group of black-clothed men appeared, the Martial Warriors closer to Tang Huan were still on guard against his sneak attack. However, no one expected that this person, who looked like he was on guard against a thief, would actually become their savior in the end.

Just as Du Xi had said, if not for Tang Huan, the entire convoy would have been completely annihilated.

Tang Huan had first quickly killed two Stage Five Martial Master s, then attracted four Stage Four Martial Master s from the other party. Otherwise, as long as six people attacked Du Xi and Yin Fei together, the six of them could easily end the battle.

At that time, even if reinforcements were to arrive, they would only be able to see the corpses on the ground.

"Little brother is magnanimous, but it makes me feel even more ashamed."

Du Xi regretfully sighed, and looked at them in the blink of an eye with a bitter smile on his face, "If I had heard Little Brother's reminder earlier, my losses wouldn't have been so heavy."

Tang Huan hung his spear at his back and remained silent, but his heart was filled with guesses.

This robbery that suddenly appeared was extremely strange.

Du Xi was merely a Stage Five Martial Master. If one were to talk about seeking revenge, it was definitely impossible to attract twelve Stage Five Martial Master. If Tang Huan's guess was right, the other party most likely still came for the goods.

According to Tang Huan's knowledge, all these carriages were carrying hematite. But now it seems that the hematite was most likely just to hide it, to actually transport something that was perhaps even more precious.

If it really was only hematite, as long as the robbers weren't stupid, they would never choose to fight near Phoenix City. After all, even if they robbed so many hematite, it would be impossible to transport them away in a short period of time.

However, although Tang Huan suspected it in his heart, he did not investigate further.

If he knew too much about this kind of thing, it might attract other troubles. Since the Phoenix City was about to arrive, he would go his own way after entering the city.

"Boom …"

The ground trembled even more violently. Not long later, a black mass of people appeared at the end of the road. At least a hundred people were riding fine horses and galloping like the wind.

At the front was a burly man with a tanned face. However, he wore a white robe, making him look rather strange.

"Old Du, are you alright?"

The horse had yet to stop, but the white robed man had already leaped up from the saddle, instantly crossing over a dozen meters of empty space and landing in front of Du Xi, asking anxiously, "Where's the thing, is it still there?"

Du Xi quickly replied: I'm fine, the thing is also here! Twelve Stage Five Martial Master s have come, six have died, and the remaining six have fled towards that direction! "

"That's good!"

The white-robed man let out a sigh of relief, then let out a cold laugh. "They won't be able to escape!" As he spoke, he turned around and shouted at the hundreds of people who had just reined in their horses, "Get down from the horses and search over there. Don't let a single one of them escape! See their corpses if they are alive!"

"Yes sir!"

Amidst the deafening chorus, over a hundred people jumped to the ground at the same time and sped towards the direction indicated by the muscular man. In an instant, they disappeared without a trace.

The white robed man turned around and smiled at Du Xi: "Old Du, not bad, you actually killed off six Stage Five Martial Master s so quickly."

"The one who killed them wasn't me, but this little brother Ye Ze. The six of them were all killed by him." Du Xi laughed bitterly and pointed at Tang Huan.

"Oh?"

"..."

After a long while, the caravan finally continued their journey. The shafts of each carriage were lit up by torches, illuminating the entire road.

Tang Huan was still at the back of the convoy, and there were still people looking at him from time to time.

But the difference from before was that now, those gazes were no longer guarded against any mockery. Instead, they were filled with a strong sense of curiosity and admiration. The white gowned man was also walking side by side with Tang Huan. He spoke and prattled around, trying to find out Tang Huan's identity.

Before long, under the dim and gloomy night sky, a brightly lit town entered Tang Huan's line of sight.

"Phoenix City!"

The Phoenix City in front of him was not very big, and was probably only half of the size. The city was located in a valley, and behind the city, there was an incomparably huge mountain range crawling on the ground.