Drawing Technique!

Evening, Black Mountain.

After traveling at full speed, before the sky turned dark, Shen Ran crossed more than 6,000 miles and arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the setting sun in the distance dyed the entire black mountain golden.

However, he could vaguely see some buildings on the mountainside which were the main purpose of his journey - the base camp of the Black Mountain Bandits.

Without hesitation, Shen Ran headed straight for the mountain.

"Halt! Who are you? Do you know what lies ahead?"

Halfway along the road, a few robbers who were patrolling outside the mountain gate noticed him.

They immediately shouted sternly, in an imposing manner.

Shen Ran glanced around and realized that there were a total of eight robbers. Their cultivation levels were all at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refinement, not worth mentioning.

"Are you not going to say anything? You're courting death!"

The robbers looked at Shen Ran, who looked calm, and drew their weapons.

Immediately, Shen Ran moved.

"Shua—"

An indistinct fuzzy shadow flashed in front of all the robbers.

The eight robbers who were making their moves froze in place.

Shen Ran's figure slowly appeared behind them.

As if nothing had happened, he continued up the mountain.

Behind him were the eight frozen robbers.

Then there was a light evening breeze.

"Puchi!"

"Thud!"

The eight robbers who had been frozen in place were originally safe and sound.

Everyone's bodies suddenly twisted.

Some of the heads collapsed onto their chests.

Some had their sternums caved in and sank into large pits, their backs arched high.

Others turned their heads a hundred and eighty degrees and twisted their necks into knots.

In a moment, they were dead and fell to the ground in succession.

Shen Ran went all the way up the mountain.

From time to time, he saw teams of robbers patrolling outside.

Shen Ran insta-killed the robbers before they even noticed him.

It didn't take long.

Shen Ran had already arrived at the entrance of the base camp of the Black Mountain Bandits.

The road behind him was filled with corpses of mountain bandits with twisted limbs.

By a rough estimate, Shen Ran had killed more than a hundred robbers.

Basically, he had killed all the robbers who were patrolling and wandering outside.

They were all insta-killed.

The rest was all back at base camp.

From the doorway, he could hear the raucous voices of the robbers.

He could sense that there were at least 200 people inside.

However, their cultivation levels were not high.

Basically, it was no more than the Qi Refinement Realm.

Only one or two auras were stronger than the Divine Sea realm. They were probably the leaders of the Black Mountain Bandits.

Shen Ran did not hesitate and walked in.

"Brother, you're back. Come, drink! After drinking, have fun with the pussies you caught at the foot of the mountain two days ago!"

As soon as Shen Ran entered, he saw a robber who reeked of alcohol and could not even walk steadily.

A glance at his narrative.

[This is a member of a bandit organization that has occupied the Black Mountain. He has followed the leader of the Black Mountain bandits and committed all kinds of crimes. He is about to die.]

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything? Hurry up and drink. After that, have fun with women."

Seeing that Shen Ran did not speak, the drunk robber continued, "We have to hurry. Otherwise, those women will be tortured to death by the other brothers… Oh, that's not right. Those women were captured yesterday and have long been tortured to death. Sigh, there are no more women tonight."

The robber shook his head and sighed.

Shen Ran's eyes narrowed.

These robbers, damn them!

In a flash, Shen Ran moved in front of the drunk robber.

He punched out.

"Bang!"

The robber's head exploded like a watermelon.

The headless body fell to the ground with a muffled groan, scattering red and white objects.

Shen Ran did not even turn his head and quickly walked into the bandits' camp.

Then he moved like the wind, shuttling back and forth in the bandit camp, killing all the bandits he encountered.

…

…

In the depths of the bandits' camp.

A muscular robber with a fierce face had just finished his cultivation and walked out of the room.

He glanced around, doubt forming in his gaze.

He waved his hand and summoned a shifty-looking subordinate not far away.

"Second-in-command, were you looking for me?"

The shifty-looking robber smiled obsequiously.

"Did Chief bring people out to collect the goods again?" The rough-looking second-in-command asked.

"No, Chief has also been cultivating in his residence for the entire day and hasn't gone out yet. Without you and Chief's orders, our brothers are all staying in the base camp to drink and have fun," his subordinate replied.

"No one went out?"

The second-in-command frowned as he listened to the exceptionally quiet base camp. "Since no one went out, why is it so quiet?"

Hearing this, the robber opposite him was also stunned.

Earlier on, he just had fun with the woman he had killed last night and yet to get rid of. He did not pay much attention.

After hearing what the second-in-command said, he realized that something was wrong.

Usually, at this time, the robbers would be drinking and partying in full swing. How could the base camp be so deserted?

"Something is not right!"

The second-in-command of the robbers suddenly felt a little uneasy. "Go and find the chief. I'll go to the base camp to take a look."

"Yes!"

The robber did not dare to delay. He nodded repeatedly and went out.

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the shifty-eyed robber exploded into pieces.

"Who is it?!"

The second-in-command looked at the door and shouted angrily.