On the chests of these black-clothed warriors, there is a fierce tiger head pattern tattooed, baring teeth and grinning, just by looking at it, it makes people's hearts tremble, and the bodies of these black-clothed warriors are obviously surrounded by blood, and there are not a few people on their hands.

"It's not good, it's a robber from Hutou Mountain!"

The cloth-clothed warrior next to Chu Ming said tremblingly, his face turned pale with fright, and his eyes were extremely frightened.

"Hutou Mountain?"

Chu Ming asked suspiciously, his eyes swept at the other people in the caravan, and found that their faces were not very good, and even the steward of the caravan, the sevenfold martial artist of the True Dao, had an ugly face.

"Hutou Mountain is the peak behind these two peaks, and there is a strong bandit flowing among them, extremely strong, as long as it is a caravan coming and going, a part of the spirit stone must be handed over before it can be passed."

Seeing that Chu Ming didn't understand, the warrior next to him explained, and while the two were talking, these black-clothed warriors had already rushed out and surrounded the caravan, and the warriors in the caravan were holding them with weapons in their hands, and their footsteps moved lightly.

"I wonder which leader is in front of you?"

Lin An, the steward of the Lin family, walked out of the caravan and shouted loudly at the black-clothed robbers, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, although the robbers of Hutou Mountain were strong, but he was not weak, at least he was a sevenfold martial artist of the true path, and if he fought hard, no one would be able to get benefits.

"I'm sure you've heard of my name."

A melodious voice came from behind the black-clad bandit. Then, the black-clothed robbers in front of them retreated, and a man in red walked out slowly from behind, the man's face was pale and weak, his body was floating, his eyebrows were a little red, and his fingers were slender, not much better than women, the man seemed to be smiling, full of evil charm.

"Yin and Yang people have no sea of blood?!"

Lin An's face was pale, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, if there was a leader he was most unwilling to meet among the robbers of Hutou Mountain, it was that there was no doubt that there was no sea of blood.

The other leaders among the robbers, anyway, still talk about some morality, hand over the spirit stone, and will let you go, but the blood Wuhai is not, according to the rumors in the rivers and lakes, the blood Wuhai used to be the top genius in a certain demon organization, but in the end, I don't know what the reason, left the demon organization, and fell into the mountain as a thief.

It is precisely because he used to be a member of the Demon Dao that there is a kind of paranoia in the character of the blood without sea, he kills people, he doesn't need a reason at all, see who is not pleasing to the eye, maybe the next moment that person will become a corpse, there are many examples in front of him who have handed over the spirit stone, but are still slaughtered by the blood without a sea.

"Yin-Yang people?"

Lin An's voice was not low, Chu Ming also heard it in his ears, he glanced at the Blood Wuhai, and found that although the cultivation of the Blood Wuhai was only the triple true path, the blood around his body had a faint increase in his strength, and the spiritual power in the Blood Wuhai body was extremely strong, vast and majestic, and it was even stronger than Lin An.

"Blood Wuhai has cultivated a kind of magic skill. Need to devour a woman's essence and blood to advance, the more women you devour, the stronger the power of the magic skill, but, with the advancement of the magic skill, his masculine characteristics are gradually disappearing, so he is also known as a yin and yang person. ”

The warrior next to him introduced in a low voice, and between his words, he was filled with fear of the sea of blood.

Chu Ming nodded slightly, the magic skills generally advance quickly, but the advanced means are extremely cruel, just like the sea of blood, devouring the essence blood of a woman, the essence blood of a martial artist is equivalent to the life span of a martial artist, and if the essence blood is gone, it will not be far from death.

"I'm in a good mood today, hand over 300,000 spirit stones, and let you go."

Xue Wuhai stood at the front of the robbers, and said lightly, his eyes full of contempt for Lin An.

Lin An breathed a sigh of relief slightly, although 300,000 lower grade spirit stones is not a small amount, but they can still raise all of them, as for contempt, he directly ignored it, for martial artists, the most important thing is to be alive.

Just as Lin An was about to take the spirit stone from the storage ring, a black-clothed robber ran out from the crowd of robbers, stood in the ear of Blood Wuhai and whispered to him, Blood Wuhai's brows furrowed, and then soothed.

After the black-clothed robber finished speaking, he turned around and left, and at this time, the blood sea stopped Lin An from handing over the spirit stone, and said lightly.

"I heard that the second young lady of your Lin family is also in the caravan, as long as you hand her over, 300,000 lower grade spirit stones can be dispensed with."

As soon as his words fell, there was a dead silence in the caravan, and many people's faces showed a look of emotion.

"Lin An is in charge, it's not as good as us ....."

One of the guards in the caravan said, his eyes slightly dodging.

"Shut up!"

Before his words fell, he was reprimanded by Lin An's steward.

However, he could scold one person, but he couldn't control the entire caravan of more than a hundred people, and after that person shut up, there were many guards shouting to hand over Lin Yue'er.

At this time, the warmth and coldness of human nature were completely revealed, and the guards who were usually respectful to Lin Yue'er, once they encountered danger, they still valued their lives more than everything.

At this moment, Lin Yue'er in the carriage was lying on the seat tremblingly, her face was pale, her eyes were full of horror, she had also heard a lot of rumors about the blood without a sea, and it was said that the woman who was taken captive by him. Not many make it back alive.

Listening to the voices of the guards outside, Lin Yue'er was dead and ashen, and her face smiled miserably.

"Your nickname is Yinyangren?"

Just as the caravan guards were arguing, a cold voice sounded, instantly covering all their voices, and even, the aftermath of the sound shook the dense forests on both sides of the mountain road.

The scene was instantly silent, and everyone cast their eyes, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to face the sea of blood at this time.

A young man in white slowly walked out from the back of the crowd, his face was as calm as water, and his gaze was as sharp as two swords, stabbing everyone's eyes in deep pain.

"Chu Ming ......"

The warrior next to Chu Ming wanted to stop Chu Ming, but at this moment, Chu Ming had already walked out of the caravan and stood opposite the robbers of Hutou Mountain, he opened his mouth and swallowed the words that came to his mouth again.

"Haven't you heard of my name?"

There was an interested expression on the face of the blood sea, and the eyes seemed to be smiling rather than smiling.

"Haven't heard of it!"

Chu Ming said lightly.

"No wonder you dare to come out, it turned out to be a stunned young man!"

Blood Wuhai gently stroked his palm.

"I don't care what your nickname is, it's better for you to leave now, otherwise, I can only make you a dead man!"

Chu Ming's words were loud, and the robbers of Hutou Mountain and the guards of the caravan were stunned, and they all thought that their ears were hallucinating, just because Chu Ming's words finally came to make the blood sea become a dead man.