Commanding Wind and Cloud

Feng Lian's clenched fists were crackling, but the biggest loss was not revealed. The headquarter of Stamina also had a basement. More than half of the things that the horse bandits had looted over the years were stored in that basement. There were not only two million gold coins there.

At the same time, there are many rare materials! Pharmacy! Armed! Those are treasures for many years! Converted into gold coins, it is probably more than two million gold coins!

Gone! After receiving the news, the basement was swept away by the horse thief killer, and the inside was so clean that not even a copper coin was found!

Gone, all gone! All of my hard work over the years was gone in one fell swoop!

hatred! Feng Lian stabs with hatred! I have worked so hard for so many years, and I have always wanted to buy a bucket fruit, but the bucket fruit is too rare, and this thing is only auctioned in the capital of the country, and I will be arrested immediately if I go there! After so many years of robbing, I haven't robbed a single fruit, so I can only put the robbed finances in the basement.

As a result... Feng Lian felt his teeth itching madly. Because of hatred, the roots of the teeth are itchy!

Heifeng sighed, whoever put this matter on, probably everyone would be so upset, right? The horse bandit group that relied on robbing others to survive was robbed by others! And was blackmailed by the robbers! Where is the reasoning here?

Ordinary businessmen are robbed, but they can still go to the Zhence Dynasty to report to the officials. Where can the horse bandits report to the officials? There is no place to even reason and complain twice!

"It's really interesting."

Feng Lianchikuang clenched the five fingers of his right hand, his joints cracked like beans bursting, and he glared angrily at the person who spoke: "You..."

Feng Lian saw the speaker clearly, his face froze with anger, and his body trembled with anger, but he didn't really burst out.

Peter Gomez!

Feng Lian looked at the barbarian prince sitting beside Heifeng, who was 2.20 meters tall and as strong as a monster, and didn't dare to show too much displeasure: "Twelve princes, what does this mean?"

"What do you mean?" Gomez shook the letter between his index finger and middle finger, making a crackling sound: "Didn't you see it? These horse thief hunters don't care whether the horse thief is alive, dead, or exists. They just want to express one meaning, money!"

Gomez flicked his wrist, and the light paper spun in the air at high speed like a piece of iron and flew towards Feng Lian, with a proud look on his face. What else do these horse thieves know besides murder and robbery? Even the real information of a letter cannot be seen.

Feng Liankuang raised his hand to catch the paper that was spinning like iron, and frowned slightly as he looked at the letter that had softened again. Could he not see this? If it wasn't for the twelfth prince of this barbarian clan's random command, Heifeng's opposition would have been killed long ago!

Beauty! Beauty! Just fucking know beauties! Feng Lian could not stop cursing in his heart, if it wasn't for the special status of the twelfth prince of this barbarian clan, he would have drawn his knife and hacked him to death long ago! If you come to the outside of the Great Wall to do something behind the scenes, you will know how to deal with women!

"What? Don't you want to read the letter again?" Gomez held his right cheek with one hand, looked down at Feng Lian and sneered, "Don't you believe my prince's eyes?"

Feng Lian stabbed his eyes past Gomez, and landed on the barbarian warrior behind the twelfth barbarian prince. If you hadn't had such a Bimon blood warrior as your guard, I don't care what barbarian prince you are, just hack you to death!

look! See it again! Feng Lianchi grabbed the letter and pretended to read it. Out of the corner of his eye, he secretly looked at Gomez. This 2.20 meter tall, thick eyebrows, nose bridge twice as high as ordinary people, big mouth, and two fangs, a barbarian Beamon blood warrior. Why is he a direct royal family in Beamon blood?

Although the warriors of the Bimon blood are all of the royal blood, after countless years of reproduction, a large number of branches have been produced, and the branches of the branches have caused many warriors of the Bimon blood to no longer be the true direct line of the barbarian royal family.

"Go, get them here." Gomez waved lightly: "I am very interested in these horse thief hunters. Their number should not be many. How can they take away the headquarters of the Crazy Horse Thieves?"

Feng Lianjian suppressed his anger, turned around and strode out of the tent.

Heifeng smiled awkwardly and got up and chased out of the big tent: "Crazy stabbing, crazy stabbing..."

Feng Lian stabbed madly at the cloudy face, clutching the veins of the saber in his waist and jumping violently: "What is he? He's just a dog of the Demon Race! I'm so anxious, I just lead someone to make way, and let those rebels escape! I want to see, who will die the ugliest in the end!"

"Stinger..." Heifeng's eye muscles twitched wildly, and he quickened his pace and rushed towards Feng Lian. He raised his index finger to his mouth and made a silent movement, with a nervous expression on his face: "Hush your voice! Do you want the horse thief king to know about this?"

Horse Thief? Feng Lian's scalp was throbbing and his hair was shaking, his pupils were full of fear, the king of horse thieves had no life! The real overlord beyond the Great Wall! Today's No. 1 horse bandit group, the leader of Wu Sheng's horse bandit group!

Even if the top ten horse bandits outside the Great Wall, ranked second to tenth outside the Great Wall, are nothing in the eyes of Bahuang Wusheng, his status outside the Great Wall is like the god of the stars.

This is a very relaxed, yet very strict and terrifying overlord outside the Great Wall! On weekdays, when horse thieves do anything outside the Great Wall, such as killing people and stealing goods, Ba Huang Wu Sheng will not interfere in any way.

but! If there is any horse thief force that wants to take refuge in the Demon Race, or the Zhence Dynasty and the Barbarians, then there is only one result, the group will be destroyed!

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. There used to be a leader of the top ten horse bandit regiments who received an invitation from the barbarians. As long as he took his team to join him, he would not only be given the post of general, but also be granted the title of marquis!

Although the high-risk life of a horse thief earns a good income, it is far inferior to that of a marquis who has his own fief.

overnight! Just after one night, the group is destroyed! Regardless of whether other members of the horse thief group agree to join the barbarians or not, they will all be killed!

Afterwards, when another horse thief leader wanted to join the demon clan, his subordinates poisoned his regiment leader on the same day and sent him to the Wusheng horse thief group, avoiding the tragedy of group destruction from happening again.

The horse thieves outside the Great Wall quickly understood one thing, as long as they don't attack Wusheng's horse thieves, don't seek refuge with other forces, and sit on horse thieves with peace of mind, Bahuang Wusheng won't bother with other things at all! If there is a horse thief leader who wants to take refuge in other forces, he can be directly transferred to the Wusheng horse thief group, and he can still not be wiped out by the group.

Hei Feng vigilantly looked at the hard-core subordinates around him, thinking whether it was for his own safety, or whether it was safe to kill all these people who heard the truth?

Mozu! Lord Zizai of the Demon Race! Heifeng's breathing became short of breath. Although it was the twelve princes of the barbarian clan who came this time, he had already secretly joined His Royal Highness the prince of the demon clan, and gained support from the demon clan to compete for the throne of the leader of the Peter clan.

It's just that it is inconvenient for the Prince of the Demon Race to appear outside the Great Wall, so the matter is handled through the Twelve Princes of the Barbarian Race.

I thought that the leaders of the whole regiment were willing to rely on the demons to enjoy their lives, but they didn't expect that the third regiment leader agreed on the surface and would take people away later.

"Damn Hua Yan is gone!" Hei Feng cursed bitterly, the twelfth prince, Peter Gomez, insisted on saying that although the woman covered her face with metal, she must be a beautiful woman, so Hua Yan should not be hurt.

Feng Lian looked at the big tent with a sneer, and sneered secretly in his heart. If he caught Hua Yan and found that this woman looked very ordinary, how would he react if he didn't know that stupid prince of the barbarian clan? Relying on the demons to ascend to the throne of the barbarians? The power of the demons is indeed not small, but the barbarians have always been a very self-centered force. If they could be influenced by external forces, they would have been wiped out long ago.

"Leader...Leader..."

One of Heifeng's horse thieves rode a fast horse and rushed to Heifeng with loud shouts, got off his horse and said in shock, "Big Sword...Big Sword Horse Bandit..."

"The Great Sword Horse Bandit Group is finally here?" Hei Feng's face was filled with joy: "In addition to the Great Sword Horse Bandit Group, then..."

"The Great Sword Horse Bandit Group can't come anymore..." The Black Wind Horse Bandit panted heavily with frustration on his face: "The third group leader of the Great Sword, on the way with more than sixty elites, was ambushed by horse thief hunters...all...all..."

Feng Lian's arm holding the saber couldn't help shaking, his eyes widened and he asked anxiously, "What's the matter?"

"Killed..."

The black wind horse thief lowered his head with a blue face, his eyes showed that he didn't believe what he said.

The sixth-ranked horse bandit group outside the Great Wall, Great Sword! Feng Lian's hands and feet turned cold for a while, what kind of horse thief hunting team is this? Even if he personally led the sixty elites of the Crazy Horse Bandits to ambush the team led by the third leader of the Great Sword, he might not be able to kill all of them without leaving them.

"Then..." Hei Feng looked forward to his subordinates with a little expectation: "What price did the horse thief hunting team pay this time?"

Feng Lian also quickly pricked up his ears. These days, he only heard about this horse thief hunting team raging outside the Great Wall, but he never found any trace of them. This time, the three leaders of the Great Sword and 60 elites joined forces to make a move. Even if they all die in battle, the opponent should pay some price, right? This time, I should know some information about this group of people, right?

The black wind horse thief watched the ground sway again and again: "As before, judging from the traces at the scene, they didn't pay any price."

"What!"

Feng Lian gasped wildly, but couldn't feel the coolness in his heart. What kind of group of people is this? That was led by the three regiment leaders of Dajian, with sixty elites! An excellent horse thief who can shoot arrows from a distance and wield a knife from a distance.

"Judging from the situation at the scene, there are not many people in this team, but they are very strong!" The black wind horse thief gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I guess, in a one-on-one battle, the leader may not...not necessarily..."

"Maybe he can win?" Heifeng was really shocked this time. The strength he announced to the public is a top fighter with a golden fighting heart, and he may break through to the strength of a fighting spirit-level strongman at any time.

The third update, boobs~~~Monthly pass! !