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Chapter 90 The Horse Thief Arrives
Soon Ding Gong came back to the yard and saw Dugu Qiubai holding a straw and dancing a sword alone in the empty yard. His movements were neither fast nor slow, fast as he should be, and slow as he should be, which is a bit like art.

When Ding Gong walked into the courtyard, Dugu Qiubai's right hand trembled slightly, and the straw in his hand was turned into powder by an invisible force and fell to the ground.

Dugu Qiubai looked at Ding Gong, felt it carefully, his original calm expression changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he couldn't help saying:

"My lord, what is your cultivation?!"

What did he find! ! !
Ding Gong, who was only in the mid-innate stage before, now gives him the feeling of being a master, and there is a terrifying power in his body.

But after careful observation, it seems to be somewhat different from the real master martial artist.

An incomparably weird feeling of being in the fog, so that Dugu Qiubai, who is already a late master, can't see Ding Gong's true cultivation.

In this situation, even Dugu Qiubai, who is regarded as a master of a generation, would not understand.

"This breakthrough is relatively large."

Seeing that Dugu Qiubai was a little shocked, Ding Gong smiled slightly, and then roughly explained to Dugu Qiubai the changes in his breakthrough to the innate extreme state.

After listening to Ding Gong's description, Dugu Qiubai's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Extreme realm, I never thought there would be such a realm. I think I used to call myself Qiubai, but I didn't even break the limit of a realm."

After that, Dugu Qiubai looked at Ding Gong differently.

Ding Gong was able to break through the limit of the realm, break through to another realm that no one can reach in the Xiantian realm, what should he say.

Is he worthy of being his master? !
Leaving Dugu Qiubai sighing alone, Ding Gong returned to the room, cleaned the room, and lay down on the bed, ready to take a nap.

...

When I closed my eyes and opened them, five days passed.

As the sun sets on the western mountain, the sky is filled with sunset, Ding Gong and his party came to the Tibetan wind forest, looking at a winding path leading to a secluded place in front of them, everyone silently waited for the prey to take the bait.

A few days ago, that group of horse thieves went to other places. Before they left, they left a message saying that they would come back in a while and razed the village to the ground.

Early in the morning, there was a news report from Fugui Town. It is said that someone found that group of horse thieves coming from a distance in the direction of Majia Village, and told everyone to be careful.

According to the speed of riding on horseback, the horse thief will arrive near Majia Village around dusk.

So Ding Gong and others came to Zangfenglin, waiting for the arrival of the horse thief.

Ding Gong stood slightly sideways behind two big trees with the thickness of a bowl, and the sky was getting dark. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find someone hiding there.

The same is true for Uncle Jiu and others, hiding in places that are difficult to be found.

Of course, in this environment, the vision of the villagers was also affected, and the clear visibility with the faint moonlight was only about seven or eight meters.

The dim environment had little effect on Ding Gong, Jiu Shu, and Qiu Sheng. The clear visibility was above 20 meters and they could see very far.

In addition to weapons, the villagers also held torches, and they would light the torches when the time came.

rustling.

The wind blows the leaves, waiting is bound to be dull and boring.

More than an hour later, the figure of Dugu Qiubai floated over from the front.

"coming!"

Seeing Dugu Qiubai come back, everyone's eyes brightened slightly, and they raised their spirits to stare at the depths of the road. The villagers' hands holding weapons were all tightened, and their breathing was slightly short of breath.

Although they have made a lot of progress under Uncle Jiu's teaching these days, they are actually a little bit stronger than they were before, and they just know a few rough tricks.

Now they have to face the ferocious horse thief, how could they not be nervous.

After another ten minutes, there was a sound of "tapping, treading" horseshoes, accompanied by some men's shouts, the kind of shouts when they are excited to vent.

Obviously, who else but the horse thieves.

Moving his body, Ding Gong squinted his eyes slightly to look in the direction of the sound. The thick zhenqi swam in his body and flowed through the meridians of the eyes, which instantly increased Ding Gong's eyesight.

With the help of zhenqi, Ding Gong can clearly see things a hundred meters away even in the dim forest, and the night is regarded as nothing.

"Story boss."

Seeing the woman in black at the front riding a horse, the corners of Ding Gong's mouth turned up slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The plot boss of the spiritual fantasy plot is the leader of the horse thief, but as a woman, she is the deepest among the horse thieves, possessing heresy sorcery.

When he was a human being, he was killed by Uncle Jiu, and later his soul turned into a ghost, even Uncle Jiu was difficult to deal with.

At this time, the horse thieves were getting closer and closer to the ambush they had set.

Two big trees that need to be embraced by several adult men are distributed on both sides of the road, one on the left and one on the right, and a thick hemp rope on the ground is covered by dead leaves.

The two ends of the thick hemp rope were pulled by two villagers hiding behind the tree.

Under the gaze of everyone, when several horse thieves in front rode their horses and were less than two meters away from the thick hemp rope, Uncle Jiu yelled loudly:
"pull!"

"Hi."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's shout, the villagers who had prepared for a long time straightened the thick hemp rope.

"not good!"

It wasn't just the villagers who heard Uncle Jiu's yelling, the horse thieves also heard it, their faces all changed, and they thought in their hearts that they wanted to stop.

However, the horse continued to run forward for a certain distance under the action of inertia.

At this distance, several horses tripped over the tight hemp rope, and the horse thief sitting on it quickly used his strength to fall to the ground.

As soon as several horse thieves, including the female leader of the horse thief, landed on the ground, flames lit up all around, and at the same time, the villagers shouted to kill.

"Kill!"

The villagers who were ambushing nearby rushed out with big knives and torches. More than 20 people surrounded more than 30 horse thieves and directly hacked and killed them.

The current situation is either you die or I die. These villagers have no sympathy for these murderous horse thieves, and even want to kill them.

Because they don't kill the horse thieves, the horse thieves will kill them.

"kill."

Those horse thieves reacted and knew they were in an ambush, but they were not afraid at all. They all looked stern, drew their weapons and rushed towards the villagers.

"Go, keep that woman for me."

Speaking to Dugu Qiubai behind him, Ding Gong's eyes were locked on the leader of the horse thief, his eyes flickered with a dark light, and the true energy in his body was about to move.

Dugu Qiubai didn't say a word when he heard the words, he just touched his feet, and the next moment he turned into a black shadow and flew out directly, his robe fluttering, looking very chic and calm.

Meeting a horse thief, Dugu Qiubai walked forward as if taking a walk after a meal, his right hand was pointed like a sword, with a slight movement, a pale golden light flashed past.

And the horse thief already had a bloodstain on his neck, he ran two steps forward and fell to the ground with a plop.

(End of this chapter)