Chapter 118: Blocking the Road

Just as Zhao Ya's words landed, sand bandits poured in from all directions of the caravan, each holding weapons, surrounding them entirely.

A small sandstorm landed on a sand dune, revealing an extremely burly figure. He just stood there, and the fierce flames surging from his body made everyone perceive that this person was not a kind person.

The person who came was none other than the leader of this group of sand bandits, "Xiong."

When Zhao Ya saw "Xiong," his face looked ugly. Although this was the first time the two had met, he had seen him on a scroll long ago, so he recognized this guy at first glance.

"Leader Xiong, why is this? Let's talk things over. Believe me, there is no conflict of interest between us."

As the team leader, at this critical moment, he stepped forward with his hands spread to show friendliness, wanting to negotiate with Xiong.

Xiong chuckled, hugged his arms, raised his chin, and said:

"You are Zhao Ya? I heard you are quite famous in this area. As long as the sand bandits here meet you, they won't launch an attack on your caravan."

Zhao Ya cupped his hands and said, "That's an exaggeration. It's all thanks to the brothers on the road lifting me up. I've long heard of Leader Xiong's great name, but I heard you do big business, so I was afraid that if I took the initiative to approach, it would be counterproductive."

"Seeing you today, let's make friends."

"If you have any needs in the future, just speak up. Anything Zhao can do, I will definitely not refuse."

Xiong grinned, rubbed his big beard, and said, "You kid is indeed an old hand on the road, speaking quite eloquently."

His tone changed, and he sneered, "But stop playing these things with me. Today, I'm not just robbing the cargo; everyone must die!"

As soon as this was said, it immediately caused the surrounding sand bandits to make strange noises. Pairs of aggressive eyes looked at everyone in the caravan as if they were looking at dead people.

For a time, the people in the camel caravan were also a bit panicked.

If it weren't for Zhao Ya's prior warning, and the fact that they were surrounded by sand bandits, these people in the caravan would definitely have scattered in a rush.

Lu Fang was very sure of this. He sized up the situation and said, "I guess the battle will be triggered at any moment. Fourth Senior Sister, it's up to you then."

Zhou Yi Yi was lying on the soft carpet chewing dried exotic beast meat. Hearing this, she reached out and pinched a strip of meat the thickness of a thumb, disappearing on the spot.

In Lu Fang's ears, Zhou Yi Yi's voice rang out: "Leave it to me."

Lu Fang smiled and also got off the carriage. Just now, he had already seen from the carriage curtain that whether it was the sand bandits' side or the caravan's side, there were people looking at this side with covetous eyes.

Even at the back of the caravan, a scarred face and a bald man were already walking over with unkind expressions.

The caravan team leader Zhao Ya in front was still desperately trying to persuade the sand bandit leader "Xiong," while these traitors in the caravan could no longer help but want to make a move.

In their view, the big battle would definitely happen anyway, so they didn't need to pretend anymore.

After all, the strength of these two was Seventh Rank, Third Stage, while Lu Fang was only a Seventh-Rank, Third-Stage scholar. No matter how they thought about it, the two of them joining forces could easily take care of Lu Fang.

Before, the scarred face and the bald man had been eyeing Lu Fang, this fat sheep. Having finally obtained an opportunity, if they didn't make a move now, when would they?

The scarred face grinned and walked over in large strides. The two attacked Lu Fang without saying a word, but just as their bodies rushed out halfway, they stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly thrown two giant mountains onto them.

Boom!

They were heavily pressed to the ground, feeling the air extremely viscous, breathing burning, and the bones from their chests to their whole bodies made crackling sounds.

I guess the scarred face and the bald man didn't even react before their pupils died. This bizarre scene startled everyone who witnessed it.

The team at the back of the caravan was in chaos, which immediately attracted the attention of Xiong and Zhao Ya. After clarifying what had happened, Xiong's eyes turned blood red. He looked coldly at Zhao Ya and said, "Who here is called Fang Lu?"

Zhao Ya was a bit confused and said, "There is indeed such a person in the caravan. I don't know why Leader Xiong is asking this?"

Xiong roared angrily, "Bring me this guy called Fang Lu! I want to kill this murderer who killed my brother with my own hands!"

It's over!

Fang Lu actually killed the brother of the sand bandit leader!

Zhao Ya's only thought of negotiation was also scared away by this news, and he was full of regret. If he had known this, he wouldn't have let Fang Lu and the four join the caravan.

Originally, this group of sand bandits was here to find trouble.

Zhao Ya felt that he could handle this kind of situation, but having killed someone's brother, he felt that Xiong would definitely vent his anger on the caravan.

In an instant, thoughts turned thousands of times.

The surroundings also fell into dead silence because of "Xiong's" violent shout.

"You want to kill me?"

A playful voice sounded.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look toward the sound, only to see a young man dressed as a scholar with a smile on his lips, walking toward the front of the caravan without fear.

"You are Fang Lu?"

If eyes could kill, Xiong would have killed Lu Fang countless times already.

"I am." Lu Fang stopped not far from Xiong, looking directly at the sand bandit leader in front of him, his expression faint, without any panic.

Xiong snorted coldly, and he had already arrived in front of Lu Fang, waving his fist to blast at Lu Fang.

Don't look at Xiong's big size, but his speed was extremely swift.

In everyone's eyes, it was just a blink of an eye, and they saw Xiong's fist about to smash into Lu Fang's head.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, as if they had all seen Lu Fang's head burst like a watermelon a few seconds later.

Bang!

What was unimaginable was that while Lv Fang stood there motionless, the sand bandit leader "Xiong" who had attacked him collapsed, his entire body going limp and falling to the ground as if he had been struck by lightning.

Lu Fang smiled, "There are too many people who want my life, but it's a pity I've always lived well."

The surrounding sand bandits saw that the situation was not good. After a brief panic, they turned and fled in all directions. An existence who could kill Xiong without even needing to make a move, these mobs were definitely not the opponent of the other side.

Coupled with Lu Fang's demeanor, it also made them have wild fantasies.

"Xiong is dead?"

Zhao Ya was a bit stunned.

Lu Fang searched Xiong's storage bag with an expressionless face, flicked a flame from his fingertips, and burned Xiong, saying, "The person is killed, and the sand bandits have run away. Team Leader Zhao, let's continue forward."

Zhao Ya only then reacted, bowing and saluting repeatedly, "Thank you, Young Master Fang, for making a move, otherwise the caravan would probably have been wiped out this time."

After Lu Fang left and returned to the carriage.

Zhao Ya swallowed his saliva and asked Bennett beside him, "This Young Master Fang probably has a great background. His personal guard actually killed a sand bandit leader without anyone noticing. Probably a high-rank expert." ===== CHAPTER 119 =====