Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Seeing the two groups of people fighting together, Zhao Shanxiong got off the camel, walked over and said to Wei Canglan quickly:
"Young Master Wei, among those two groups, the one with the largest stature is the Sand Bone Tribe."

Wei Canglan nodded slightly.

Naturally, he had seen the Sand Bone Clan, but he didn't say much right now.

"As for the other group of people, I don't know, but if you look closely, you can see that the other party is all women."

"I suspect that they may be monks from a certain sect, most likely the Jade Phoenix Sect."

No.

you guessed wrong.

That is clearly the Meihu Sect.

Wei Canglan still didn't say this, but smiled and said:
"Brother Zhao is going to help?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shanxiong showed embarrassment:

"I have a heavy responsibility to bear."

"If you get involved rashly, the materials delivered will not be guaranteed."

"But those girls may have something to do with their saviors... I should act both emotionally and rationally."

Wei Canglan looked at the man's tangled face, and sneered inwardly.

Grinding.

Just go if you want to help.

So he said calmly:

"Brother Zhao can bring people there. As for the goods, I will take care of them for you."

"Young Master Wei..."

After getting this answer, Zhao Shanxiong was so moved, he cupped his fists gratefully and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Wei!"

"This matter is over, I will have a drink with Mr. Wei."

Wei Canglan also arched his hands to recall, thinking to himself:
I hope your boy is lucky.

As long as you are capable, just go up and don't give it away.

The two said goodbye, Zhao Shanxiong immediately turned around, cheered everyone, and shouted:
"Bros!"

"My generation is a chivalrous man, seeing a girl in distress, why not take action?"

"The great chivalrous ones serve the country and the people, and the barbarians are in danger of invading us. Today, they will come and go without returning!"

All of the gangsters immediately became excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

From the looks of it, quite a few of them were also attacked by the Sandbone Tribe and escaped their lives by luck.

Facing the cruel and furious Sand Bone Tribe, this group of guys didn't even flinch, but instead wanted to show their shame.

Wei Canglan admired him somewhat.

"kill!"

Under Zhao Shanxiong's angry shout, everyone clenched their swords tightly and rushed towards the Shabone Clan in satisfaction, their momentum shaking and their backs brave.

Li Jin looked at the backs of them going away, and couldn't help but feel a bit of enthusiasm, looked at Wei Canglan and said:
"Master, don't we make a move?"

Wei Canglan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, wanting to scold her:

I'm going to fuck you.

Li Jin, don't think that your golden core is something special.

You have never really fought against those beasts.

Grass, if I hadn't had the vajra face and Xiaohua's help when I was a teacher, I might have been planted.

Thinking so in his heart, he shook his head slightly on the outside:

"Jin'er, when you walk in the rivers and lakes, don't be arrogant."

"Be good at observing the current situation."

"At the same time, you have to take a good look at whether those Meihu Sect disciples are really as miserable as the rumors say."

Wei Canglan also wanted to know why the disciples of the Meihu Sect fought so fiercely with the Shabone Clan.

"Meihu Sect?"

Li Jin was slightly taken aback:

"Master, are you sure that those monks are disciples of the Meihu Sect?"

"pretty close."

In the distance, several disciples of the Meihu Sect were obviously no match for the barbarians of the Shabone tribe.

Although the numbers were even, they performed poorly.

It seems that only one of the disciples has a higher level of cultivation, and the rest are more focused on body skills, similar to the existence of scouts.

Therefore, after encountering the strong men of the Sandbone Tribe, they could only keep running away.

The remaining leading disciple also had little effect in casting spells.

The whole situation is simply too tight for them.

"go with!"

The leading disciple let out a coquettish snort, and shot out a wave of devilish energy in his hand, which hit the chest of a strong man of the Sandbone Tribe rushing forward.

However, the solid skeleton of the other party caused the magic energy to collapse in an instant, and it didn't work at all.

The leading disciple clicked his tongue, but had no choice but to keep backing away.

Today, she was originally looking for traces of the Shabone Tribe nearby, and she already had some clues, but she never thought that she would actually encounter them.

This mission was supposed to avoid combat, and the disciples he led were also light and good at evading.

However, after seven days of fighting, the barbarians sent by the Shabone tribe became stronger and stronger, and their learning skills became more and more advanced. Many of them even mastered the methods of fighting the Meihu Sect.

Right now, the strength of this small force of the Sandbone Clan is even more astonishing, and it seems that they have experienced many battles.

They were unable to parry for a while, and could only flee in embarrassment.

But the nearest town is thirty miles away, so it is difficult to successfully retreat in a short time.

If there were no uncertainties, she and her disciples would probably be buried here.

"hateful!"

"Senior Sister Xiaoran..."

She muttered a name, and a figure flashed in her mind, it was the senior sister who fought against the Sandbone Tribe outside the city that day.

At that time, in order to win, the senior sister even entered the spirit fox state, with five tails like sharp swords and spears, extremely fast and fierce.

Am I going to enter the spirit fox state again?

But the opponent's Sand Bone Clan still had enough strength, and none of them fell down. They rashly entered the spirit fox state. If they couldn't win, they would die when the state disappeared.

The leading disciple's mood fell to the bottom.

Today is probably...

"kill!"

Ok?
Just when her heart was ashamed, shouts suddenly came from a distance, and when she looked up, she saw a group of rough-armored wandering warriors.

The hope that had been ignited in my heart was destroyed in an instant.

Are these quacks crazy?
Have they never seen the strength of the Sandbone Race?

Rushing over like this is tantamount to courting death.

However, at the next moment, what she didn't expect was that facing the huge blunt weapon in the hands of the Sand Bone Tribe, this group of quacks didn't flinch at all, and they didn't fear death.

boom!
The sword collided with the blunt weapon, sparking dazzling sparks.

"My lord, Zhao Shanxiong, was once rescued by fellow disciples. Today I see you in distress, so I will do my best to help you."

After the words fell, he stopped talking, turned around and rushed towards the sand-bone tribe again.

boom!
"what--"

Just as he was about to attack, a howl suddenly came from his ear.

I saw a brother who was smashed into a meat paste by a sand-bone tribe on the spot.

Zhao Shanxiong didn't even have time to grieve, he raised the big knife in his hand, and while Che was excited about his victory, he spotted Che's mouth which wasn't covered by the bone armor, and attacked him with a knife.

"Well--"

Before the sand-bone man could react, his mouth was cut to pieces in an instant.

Seeing that the oblique cut worked, Zhao Shanxiong took advantage of the victory and pursued him. Instead of pulling out the big knife from the opponent's mouth, he used his feet to climb up the rock along the opponent's huge body and came to his shoulders.

"Well!!"

This strong man of the sand-bone tribe was stunned on the spot, and the sharp pain in his mouth made him lose his fighting power instantly.

Zhao Shanxiong's method was extremely cruel. He used a machete to saw the opponent's mouth like sawing wood.

Two or three swipes of the machete, and the opponent hiccupped in an instant.