In the early morning, when the golden sun shone on the earth, the peaceful Tianshui town had returned to the bustling traffic of yesterday. A black carriage slowly drove into the city. Dozens of strong Men in Black armor guarded the carriage. They carried giant axes, sabers, and hammers on their backs. Their steps were in sync, and with every step they took, the ground trembled with a muffled sound. At the same time, they exuded a suffocating pressure.
Seeing this group of people, whether it was the merchants or the local residents of heavenly water Town, they all avoided them, standing on both sides of the road in fear, not even daring to look at their sharp eyes.
Meng clan! Even if they couldn't recognize the clan badge on the carriage, they could tell from these Men's Physique, which was clearly a head taller than the others, and their black armor that they were from the Meng clan, one of the three great clans of the small realm.
Although the great clans of the small realm heaven all had their own strengths in forging, when it came to cultivation and martial arts, the Meng clan, with their innate advantage as a demon, was undeniably the best. Coupled with the bloodthirsty nature of the demon race, even the other great clans didn't dare to rashly make an enemy of the Meng clan.
Imperceptibly, the Meng clan had already become the leader of the three great clans of the small realm heaven! It was a terrifying existence that ordinary people feared.
"Whoosh!" A peddler pushed a wooden cart to the side of the road in fear, but because he was too nervous, his hand slipped, and the wooden cart fell to the ground. The goods on the cart scattered all over the ground, blocking the front of the Meng family's carriage.
The peddler's face paled, and he trembled in fear. Who in the small realm didn't know how vicious and brutal the Meng clan was? he actually dared to block their way. Was he tired of living and deliberately seeking death?
The peddler's body was covered in cold sweat, and his legs went soft as he knelt on the ground. However, because he was too flustered, he couldn't even say a word to beg for mercy.
"It's over. This guy is dead. " Everyone looked at the peddler with sympathy and mourned for him in their hearts.
A black-armored man's eyes turned cold as he pressed his hand on the hilt of his saber.
Killing intent. Everyone could feel the thick killing intent. They subconsciously retreated again until their backs were against the wall. They still tried their best to squeeze back, afraid that they would be implicated.
"Forget it, the Xu family is still one of the three major families. Tianshui town is their territory, so I'll give them some face for a few days." A stern and cold voice came from the carriage.
"Yes, Lord patriarch." The big man bowed in response. He glanced coldly at the peddler and kicked the wooden carriage away. The light swept through the goods that were scattered on the ground and scattered them in all directions.
Under the protection of the burly Man in Black armor, the carriage continued to move forward slowly. However, the cold killing intent seemed to have frozen and did not dissipate for a long time.
It was only after the Meng clan had gone far away that the killing intent quietly dispersed. Only then did the peddler come to his senses from his extreme fear. His entire body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud. The ground beneath him was completely wet, and cold sweat had almost formed a spring.
"Old Li, you're so lucky that the Meng family didn't kill you. Go home and burn some incense, thank the heavens." A middle-aged man said to the peddler with a sigh of relief.
"Yeah, they didn't kill me. I'm going home to burn ... To burn incense." Having just survived a disaster, the peddler had not completely recovered from the tension and fear just now, so he was not able to speak very smoothly.
"Let's see if we can pick up anything. Luck can buy some money." Another merchant reminded him.
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