Inside the carriage, Peng Yu lay down by the window and looked out.

Unlike the noisy and bustling area of ​​the Tower of the Sky just now, there is no pedestrian on both sides of the street where the carriage is located, and it seems that he has been expelled in advance.

Listening to the conversation between Zhuanyang and the group of people outside, Peng Yu gradually realized that something was wrong.

It seems that it was not the thug sent by the Marquis' Mansion.

"Yesterday, Zhuanyang had an argument with two princes of the Marquis's mansion in the palace. Even if they take revenge, they will choose the day when Zhuanyang leaves the palace today. But isn't it too stupid to kill directly?"

This is the capital of a country. A man from a marquis’ mansion went to kill the prince of another marquis’ mansion in public. Did he take His Majesty the Emperor seriously?

"Does Zhuanyang have other problems?"

After all, Peng Yu had only been traveling for three days and had no idea about Zhuanyang.

Not to mention Peng Yu, even Zhuanyang himself doesn't know the origin of these people.

"I only fight with a few princes of the Marquis's family. This is a fight for the younger generation. Murong Yun really dares to kill me? Is he crazy?"

A killer rushed over, Zhuanyang kicked and kicked him away, pulled out his sword and injured him.

"Get out!"

Then he knocked the killer who was sneak attacking behind with a palm.

Zhuanyang comes from a martial arts family and has amazing martial arts talent. If he hadn't taken care of the Sixth Prince in this month, his own essence loss would have not yet been restored. He could have solved it alone by just a few killers.

He swung his sword and slashed out the red sword energy. The boy shouted, "Ling Guang, leave a living mouth, everyone else will be killed."

"yes."

The coachman waved his horse whip, and the silver light turned into a vast river, surrounding eight killers and falling into his own realm.

"Tiangang Realm?" A killer exclaimed and quickly retreated.

The Yunyang Marquis Mansion has such a deep foundation, and he actually uses a master from the Tiangang Realm as a coachman?

I realized something was wrong, and these killers immediately disintegrated.

"It turns out that it was not sent by other marquis's mansions. How could the elites from other marquis' mansions be so useless?" Zhuanyang stood in the carriage and murmured to himself: "Who is going to kill me?"

Before he knew it, he thought of the ambush he encountered at the beginning of the year. If he hadn't been a big man and had met a noble person, he would have probably...

A few dozen feet away, in a restaurant, Murong Kai and several servants watched the battle beside the carriage.

The noble young master shook the folding fan and said in confusion: "Who is asking for trouble for the Yunyang Hou Mansion? Didn't the Hanyang Hou family say this morning that they won't take action?"

A servant smiled and said, "Maybe it was the other person they offended? Fifth Master, do you think we should go over and get involved?"

"What are you involved in? Help Zhuanyang to help him escape the siege and offend a force with no origin?" Murong Kai snorted coldly: "You don't plan to urge me to help these killers, right?"

Shouldn't it?

The servant muttered in his heart: Last night, the eighth young master came out of the palace. Today, Zhuanyang was going home, would he plan to cause trouble for him?

"Stupid!" Murong Kai saw the expression of his servant and immediately understood his thoughts and cursed: "Idiot, I'm asking for trouble for Zhuanyang. It's a face-to-face dispute between the two marquis' mansions. Helping the killer who has no background attack the princes of other marquis' mansions, this offends all the powerful families!"

Both of them are in the Marquis' camp, not only can they not kill Zhuanyang, but they must even go to save them.

But to save someone who has a grudge against him, Mr. Murong Wu could not bear this face.

He stared at the street around the carriage. White mist surged on both sides, and no pedestrian was there. Several people wanted to go through, but unknowingly bypassed the street.

"Li Ren Man Man? Someone issued a mantra to deliberately line up the people on both sides?"

Murong Kai thought for a while and said slowly: "Go to the two of you, ask Jinwu Guard to report the message and ask them to save Zhuanyang. As for this spell, don't move around. If you untie the spell and let ordinary residents enter it by mistake, it would be unsightly."

"Yes." The people from the Lingyang Marquis' Mansion immediately went to Jinwu Guardian to report the news.

Close the fan and Murong Kai sighed: I was going to find trouble for Zhuanyang, but now it seems that I can only wait and see what the changes are.

...

Peng Yu waited in the carriage for a while, but saw that no one was approaching, and knew that it was a plan for Zhuanyang in advance.

and--

Through the window, he saw the old man in black standing on a tower in the distance.

The man looked quietly in the direction of the carriage, and there was a terrifying aura to lock the carriage. As long as the coachman and Zhuanyang showed their flaws, they immediately launched a thunder attack.

"Tiangang Realm? To deal with the coachman of Zhuanyang?"

After thinking about it, Peng Yu turned the ring on his right ring finger.

The space ripples and he disappeared from the carriage.

The next moment, he appeared opposite the man in black.

"Ouch--"

After not standing firmly, Peng Yu almost fell on the eaves.

Well, the roof is a little slippery.

Peng Yu spread his arms and stood cautiously as if he had crossed the single-plank bridge.

"Who?" The man in black stared at the situation on Zhuanyang and suddenly saw a little boy appear next to him.

Peng Yu activated the Qiankun Ring on the middle finger of his left hand, and the Huntian Gang Qi was unfolded. When the old man was not in a good position to defend, he quickly covered the entire roof.

The old man was alert and vaguely felt that there was something different around him. But after careful observation, it seemed that there was no change.

"Boy, who are you?" The old man stared at the boy opposite and said coldly: "Are you from the Yunyang Marquis Mansion?"

"No. I'm just a kind-hearted person passing by." Peng Yu showed an innocent smile.

The next moment suddenly disappeared from the old man's sight.

Puff—

The old man felt a pain in his heart, looked down at the boy's feet and reached out, and took out a heart from his heart.

"you--"

The old man quickly activated his true energy and created a virtual heart.

"Give my heart back!"

The boy swayed and escaped from the old man's attack.

"How good is fighting, killing?" The boy relied on his current child's skin and asked in an innocent manner: "Old man, I see you have been staring at the carriage of the Yunyang Marquis' Mansion. Are you in the same group of killers?"

The old man kept silent, and the Qi activated the power of Taiyin, and a bright moon rose slowly. The cold air freezes inch by inch, and soon the roof where the two were located turned into an ice field.

Peng Yu showed disdain, Kun Sijie turned and teleported away again.

Seeing Peng Yu slipping, the old man became even more anxious.

He used the qi to transform his heart, and could only support one stick of incense. If he couldn't get his heart back, or his heart was crushed, it would be over.

But no matter how the attack was, the boy kept flashing and teleporting, and could not catch it at all.

"You...what is this magic?"

The old man's brain turned quickly: This kid is definitely a person of immortality, and a person like the gods on land. Only with such monsters with a long hair and a young face and a rejuvenation can he easily suppress himself.

After a while, Peng Yu appeared again.

"Forget it, give it back to you."

The heart is a little disgusting in my hand.

The boy reappeared in front of the old man and stuffed his heart back.

At that moment, the old man's own imitation of the qi heart squeezed with his own heart.

Bang—

The qi sucked back to the heart, and the old man could no longer help it, spitting blood, and staggering back.

"Ah, can't you be more civilized?" Faced with the blood spurted out by the old man, Peng Yu reached out and activated the Huntian Gang Qi, and an invisible barrier blocked all the blood.

The old man pointed his fingers at Peng Yu tremblingly, unable to say a word. At this moment, he was working hard to repair his heart.

But he saw...

The ring flashed past his left hand as the boy stretched out to hold back the blood.

At the same time, he also saw the boy's hand holding his heart, and there was no trace of blood.

"The treasure divine ring of Qiankun Sect? Ah, I understand, this is the heart-plugging technique of Qiankun Sect."

This thought flashed through Zhuiyuesou's mind, and his eyes went dark and he completely fainted.

“First.”

The boy dealt with the old man and looked at Zhuanyang again.

The coachman seemed a little worried, deliberately left some strength to protect Zhuanyang, slowly locked eight killers in his own qi realm and killed them one by one.

"It should be that I noticed the assassin not far away and didn't dare to do my best?"

Peng Yu looked into the distance, and there were still many people hiding in the dark, waiting for the coachman to reveal his flaws.
To be continued...