Chapter 1082: Instant Defeat of the Enemy

"It's the Meteor Bandits!"

"Run!"

"Run from what? Gather inward and hold the caravan!"

As the group of bandits galloped closer and closer, even the mortals in the caravan could identify that it wasn't an avalanche, but a mighty group of horse bandits.

Especially some practitioners in the caravan who recognized the origin of the horse bandits were all facing a great enemy.

Fortunately, the City Lord's Mansion caravan was experienced, and under the instructions of several experts, they quickly stabilized their formation.

Manager Yan stood on the carriage and looked around, taking the situation into his eyes.

More than a dozen people in front, ten people on the left and right.

None in the back, but this wasn't good news.

Because the City Lord's Mansion caravan was quite bloated, and the large amount of goods, mules, and horses in the back couldn't turn around at all.

Most importantly, although the number of people coming was small, only one-tenth or two-tenths of this caravan, every one of them standing on the white horse was a body cultivation practitioner, and each one was full of murderous aura, looking like an old hand who had seen blood.

In an instant, Manager Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

"What are the Meteor Bandits?"

A low inquiry came from behind, the voice was low, but it gave people great security.

Manager Yan was refreshed, drilled into the carriage, and quickly introduced Luo Chen.

"The Meteor Bandits are a group of horse bandits that have risen in the past ten years. Because they come and go like the wind and are extremely fast, and the Great Master is good at using a pair of meteor hammers, they are called Meteor Bandits. They occupy deep mountains and forests, are active on the traffic arteries of the Immortal Relic City, and the members of the thieves are at least practitioners in the first realm of body cultivation. Ordinary caravans are no match for them at all. In ten years, the Meteor Bandits have become a heart-trouble for our Immortal Relic City!"

After speaking in one breath, Manager Yan caught his breath and said calmly: "However, Senior, don't panic. They only dare to plunder those small and medium-sized caravans. We

Having said this, Manager Yan exited the carriage.

In the span of these few simple sentences, the horse bandits had already charged to the front of the caravan, surrounding the massive merchant group in a loose yet strategically staggered formation.

Horse after horse puffed out hot air, circling the caravan incessantly.

Inside the carriage, Luo Chen’s expression remained unchanged as he held a teacup and gently blew on the steam. Jing Lan sat nearby, restless and looking flustered.

"Big Brother Luo Chen..."

"No need to panic."

These three simple words seemed to contain immense magic, and the woman gradually calmed down.

Outside the carriage, Manager Yan’s aged but resonant voice had already spread out.

"I do not know which leader of the Meteor Bandits has come. I am Yan Song, a steward of the Lanxiancheng City Lord’s Mansion. Greetings to you!"

The voice, amplified by internal force, echoed slowly among the low, snowy mountains, momentarily suppressing the sounds of neighing horses and shouting men.

However, there was no response!

Manager Yan took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the horse bandits who looked like vultures, finally landing on the eight-foot-tall burly man carrying a blade at the very front.

"This brother, did you not see the large banner at the front of the convoy? We are the City Lord’s Mansion’s caravan. Do you dare to provoke the City Lord’s Mansion?"

This time, there was a response, but it made everyone’s heart sink.

"Lanxiancheng is not just the City Lord’s Mansion." As the eight-foot burly man spoke, he slowly drew his blade, held it high toward the sky, and then slashed down fiercely. "Attack!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding horse bandits squeezed their legs, began to gallop along the caravan, and launched a fierce assault.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In an instant, clamor arose, screams followed one after another, and blood stained the accumulated snow.

Manager Yan was furious. Although they had many men, most were merely mortals with very few martial artists. Facing these horse bandits who came and went like the wind and killed without blinking, they fell into a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.

"Form a defensive formation, cut the horses and kill the enemy!"

Manager Yan roared, his eyes locked firmly on the eight-foot burly man leading them.

To capture the bandits, one must first capture the leader!

As long as this person was eliminated, this group of seemingly elite horse bandits would surely scatter like birds and beasts.

He surged with internal force and leaped out.

His feet stepped repeatedly on the heads of horses and carriages, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, pouncing toward the enemy. His majestic Qi and blood condensed into an illusory tiger head outside his body, roaring incessantly.

Facing Manager Yan’s attack, the eight-foot burly man grinned, a cruel light flashing in his eyes. He did not dodge or evade, gripped the hilt of his blade with both hands, and slashed down violently.

Boom!

The crimson blade Qi, domineering and sharp, tore the illusory tiger into two halves as if it were cutting through cloth.

The contact between the two lasted only an instant.

The next moment, a figure flew backward.

Crashing into the caravan, it sent people and horses tumbling.

"Dan Jin, peak of the Blood River Realm!"

Among the crowd, a series of exclamations rang out, filled with deep fear.

The eight-foot burly man swept a contemptuous glance over the few people in the caravan. Although they were all in the Blood River Realm, these second-realm martial artists who had not condensed Dan Jin were completely unable to withstand a single blow from him.

Even Manager Yan, who was in the late stage of the Blood River Realm, could not withstand the explosion of his blade despite the defensive Hua Jin covering his entire body.

Dan Jin and Hua Jin—the difference of one realm is like a natural chasm!

Just then, a shrill cry came from where Manager Yan had fallen.

"Senior, please help us!"

The eight-foot burly man frowned and subconsciously looked toward the most magnificent carriage in the center of the caravan.

Only the words "I grant it" were heard.

The next moment, dozens of rays of blood-colored light shot out abruptly.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Each ray of blood-colored light, as if possessing intelligence, struck the head of every horse bandit on the battlefield with extreme precision.

Whether facing forward or backward, a finger-sized hole appeared in the center of every brow.

This scene happened too fast, leaving everyone unable to react.

By the time they realized what had happened, some of the caravan’s experts were still hacking at enemies who were already dead and had no power to resist.

Seeing this, the eight-foot burly man was incensed, letting out a shrill roar.

"Die!"

He exerted force suddenly, and the tall horse beneath him let out a mournful cry before collapsing to the ground, splashing up thick snow.

Borrowing this recoil force, the eight-foot burly man soared into the sky, holding his large blade, his entire body’s internal force concentrated into a single point. He crossed dozens of feet in one step and slashed down toward the magnificent carriage with a boom.

This was truly an unstoppable momentum!

The eight-foot burly man thought very clearly: there must be a top-tier expert inside the carriage, but definitely not in the third realm of body refinement, because the means the opponent used earlier were merely blatant Ming Jin.

In this way, even if the opponent was a Dan Jin expert like him, they would suffer from a depletion of internal force due to killing dozens of people in one strike.

As long as he seized this interval of recovery, he could defeat the enemy in one go.

If he killed this person, even if the looting failed today, he could retreat calmly and then summon a second wave of Meteor Bandits to slaughter this caravan.

In an instant, the eight-foot burly man had made the perfect decision.

His speed was extremely fast, and his momentum was extremely fierce.

Outsiders only saw a blur, and the eight-foot burly man charged into the carriage, followed by a crisp clanging sound.

Afterward, there was no more sound.

Everyone was stunned!

Manager Yan stood up with difficulty, supported by his subordinates, and looked at the carriage with suspicion and uncertainty.

Then he saw Jing Lan, her face slightly pale, lift the curtain and walk out, saying to him with a trembling voice, "Manager Yan, Big Brother Luo says we can continue forward."

Manager Yan swallowed, already realizing something.

The leader of the Meteor Bandits, who had defeated him in one blow, seemed to have been subdued by Luo Chen without any power to fight back.

With such strength, could that senior already be a powerhouse of the Furnace Realm?

He took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart.

"Clean up and continue forward!"