Zhang Hong and Wang Lian slowly walked to the shaft of the carriage. They pulled out their swords almost at the same time and held them in their hands. With the lightning-like movement of withdrawing the knife, four forced sword auras pointed to the man who drove the carriage and the carriage.

Such sudden temptations are the most effective. Without any defense, as long as people who have practiced martial arts will immediately react and reveal their true colors.

However, the man who drove the car seemed to have not realized it, and his eyes were always looking at the two of them with resentment.

Zhang Hong and Wang Lianfang breathed a sigh of relief, and a thought appeared in their minds like lightning: "If it were an ordinary person, how could he be so calm under his invisible pressure?"

Just when they felt bad just now and had time to react, a change occurred.

A terrifying sword aura instantly shattered the drooping carriage curtain to pieces. A long sword with a strange red light shining like a flying rainbow from the sky, slashing towards Wang Lian's neck on his right.

Almost at the moment when the curtain was broken, two dazzling purple rays suddenly flashed in the eyes of the man who drove the car. As he rushed forward with his rapid body, a pair of iron hands suddenly waved out and attacked Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong and Wang Lian are worthy of being elite disciples in the Double Sword Sect. They reacted at the same time in an instant. Four steel knives shone out a dazzling sword cover, protecting their vital points, while the sharp counterattack was already unfolding.

However, the two of them thought that their perfect attack and defense were excellent, but they made the most mistake that a master should not make. They misjudged the strength of their opponents.

There was a loud "double" sound!

The left hand knife blocked by Wang Lian was broken into two pieces, his head flew high and rolled to the ground. Blood in his neck sprayed like a blood-colored fountain. His body, which had lost his head, shook his head and slowly lay down, his hands and feet twitched.

Zhang Hong was even more miserable. As his hands and wrists shook violently, the sword lights in the sky suddenly disappeared, and two rays of fear shot out from his eyes. He stared at the two unscathed iron hands that were holding his two steel knives firmly.

"nameless!"

This was Zhang Hong's last thought of staying in this world. With a complex expression mixed with fear and incredibility, a big hole was captured in his chest and he slowly wilted to the ground.

The nobody slapped the shaft of the carriage with his palm, and the majestic tiger body suddenly flew up, and a cold voice floated in the air: "Xiaobao, go!"

Cheng Huaibao was not a little slow, and he was like a big bird, drew a perfect arc in the air, and fell to Wuming's side with a very chic elegance.

The two boys who succeeded in sneak attack shook off their respective scree and rushed more than ten feet away with their quick body movements that were arrogant to the world.

Seeing that the two big enemies who killed the baby grandson cruelly killed two younger generations in front of him, Gongsun Tianxiang, who was furious, was so angry that his eyes were so angry that he shouted: "Two little thieves come with their lives!" He flew up, and the man was unsheathed in the air, and his feet were lit on the ground, and his figure appeared three feet away again.

In extreme anger, this old guy was really desperate and used the most expendable light skills to shrink into an inch.

The so-called enemies were extremely jealous when they met. When they saw the two swordsmen, they suddenly appeared and killed their fellow disciples. They all had their eyes red, and they didn't slow down. They all spread their body skills and chased them in the direction of the two evils' escape.

Just as a large group of people chased the abandoned carriage of the unknown brothers, a change broke out again...

With a tremendous "boom", the carriage shattered in a huge and dazzling fireball.

The first one was the six or seven disciples of the Double Sword Sect closest to the carriage. Before they could even scream, they were torn into pieces by the huge power of the explosion and became invisible.

Countless red-burned triangular iron sand flew from the explosion core, and all the disciples of the Double Sword Sect within a radius of ten feet were beaten into sieves, covered with blood holes.

Everyone was stunned by the bloody scene like hell in front of them. Even Gongsun Tianxiang, who had chased the fastest, looked in disbelief, twisted his body into a ridiculous position, and looked back in a daze. The young disciples who had not experienced real experience were almost at the point of being limp in their hands and feet.

Wu Yuhua, who witnessed the tragedy, shivered all over and shouted suddenly: "What are you stunned? Why don't you save someone!"

The surviving disciples of the Double Knife Sect trembled with their hands and began to pick up the bloody flesh on the ground. A few young disciples who had never seen the world finally couldn't help but vomit it out.

However, at this moment, Wuming and Cheng Huaibao, who had already escaped, stomped back again. Standing thirty feet away, Cheng Huaibao smiled happily, pulled away his invincible loud voice, and said in a trembling voice: "The miscellaneous people in the Double Sword Sect, this is just the beginning. Grandpa is here to take revenge. It's time for you to pay back the debt you owed in Hanzhong Mansion!"

The simple word anger can no longer be used to describe the mood of the disciples of the Double Knife Sect present. The raging anger burned through everyone's chests. Even Wu Yuhua, who had always been as stable as Mount Tai, was still trembling with anger at this time.

Gongsun Tianxiang shouted to the sky, and his tall figure turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Wuming and Cheng Huaibao like a hurricane.

Wu Yuhua's eyes flashed with brilliance. Although he was extremely angry, he still noticed that there were any conspiracies and tricks. He shouted loudly: "Zhang Zhiyang, Wang Wenlong, Yu Chengfeng, and Lin Feiyu, four junior brothers immediately took thirty disciples to support Mr. Gongsun, and must not let him suffer any mistakes."

The four middle-aged masters who were named by Wu Yuhua nodded heavily and led thirty masters to chase Gongsun Tianxiang's back and speeded away.

Wu Yuhua still looked at the backs of the disciples from the many disciples who had gone away with him with confidence, and then called out three more disciples, and told them to find the hunting team nearby that was wandering and hunting, so that they could quickly go to support, so that they would continue to clean up the scene with the remaining disciples.

The number of casualties was finally counted, and it was said that it was terrible! Ten lives were seriously injured and nine were slightly injured, but Wuming and Cheng Huaibao only paid a carriage as the price.

The trip to buy grain was impossible to continue. Wu Yuhua took people to drive the car with a serious and sad look on the face of his face and walked back. However, the big truck that originally bought grain was filled with broken bodies and seriously injured disciples, which was so desolate and miserable.

Gongsun Tianxiang seemed to be crazy, and he tried his best to unfold his body. The old hatred added to the new hatred, and he vowed to tear the two evil thieves in front of him to pieces.

Wuming and Cheng Huaibao were a little careless for a moment, and were chased by this old guy to a distance of less than twenty feet. The two brothers looked at each other and finally used all their strength under their feet, and their speed instantly increased to an astonishing level.

Although Gongsun Tianxiang tried his best, it became a dream to try to get half a step closer.

Wuming took his busy schedule to look back and found that except for the old man behind him, the other two sword disciples who were supporting him had already fallen far away. He couldn't help but frown and forced himself to press his breath and said, "Xiaobao, slow down."

Cheng Huaibao immediately understood and the two brothers slowed down at the same time.

The body technique of shrinking the ground into an inch consumes the most true energy. With Gongsun Tianxiang's profound skills for seventy years, he felt weak and weak after rushing for ten miles. Just when he was a little discouraged, he suddenly saw the body technique of the two boys in front of him slowing down suddenly. He thought that his opponent had exhausted his strength, and he suddenly increased his strength, and his body became faster and faster. In a blink of an eye, he had already caught up to only a few feet away.

Gongsun Tianxiang's eyes were full of energy. He was about to use his supreme skill to use a human sword to kill the two thieves in front of him. However, just as he gathered all his strength and his ultimate move was about to be fired, Wuming, who was fleeing in front, shook his hand without looking back and shot a powerful crossbow arrow.

Gongsun Tianxiang was disappointed and suddenly changed his move in a hurry. The trick that was originally a killing man was wasted on the small but absolutely deadly crossbow arrow. As the sword wind passed, the ruler-long crossbow arrow made of fine steel turned into debris, but the old man's quick-moving figure inevitably slowed down.

Gongsun Tianxiang's lungs were almost irritated, and he looked at the two deadly boys who had escaped ten feet away unwillingly. His face was distorted and terrifying. His feet were tightened and he chased him again. It was obvious that the old guy had been completely burned out by his boundless anger. Even if he had escaped to the horizon, he would have to chase and kill him to stop.

Gongsun Tianxiang was anxious, but Wuming and Cheng Huaibao were not anxious, and the speed was always slow. When the old man followed him, he shot a crossbow and opened the distance again. He waited until the thirty-four team of double-sword masters who came to support were approaching more than twenty feet. The two brothers met with tacit understanding and speed suddenly accelerated a little, and suddenly drilled into a forest next to the road.

Gongsun Tianxiang had already vowed to kill the peerless evils under the knife, and without any pause, he followed him into the woods.

Wang Wenlong, who was several feet behind him, shouted, "Mr. Gongsun, met Lin Mo..." The voice stopped abruptly, and when he continued to shout, everyone ran away. They knew the hot nature of this master very well. The four leading disciples looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and led a large group of people into the forest to respond.

If you are running around on the plain, there are still people in the world who can surpass Wuming and Cheng Huaibao, but when you get to the mountains and forests, it is completely the world of these brothers. They jump high and low, and the speed of the two brothers is even a little faster than when they are on the plain.

Flying forward with all his strength, Zhang Zhiyang suddenly realized something was wrong, and turned his head back in his busy schedule. He saw that except for the four of them following closely behind Master Gongsun Tianxiang, the other disciples were also dozens of feet behind, and the distance could only see a few figures in the gap between the trees.

"It's broken! Something is going to happen!"

Just as this thought arose in his mind, it seemed as if he responded to his terrible premonition, and several screams of death suddenly rang out from afar behind him.

The sharp and harsh screams finally calmed down Gongsun Tianxiang's crazy brain. Based on his experience for so many years, he immediately judged that he had fallen into the chain of plans of the two boys in front of him. It was too late to regret at this time. A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes as old as he was stronger. His figure twisted with extraordinary reason. His body suddenly turned around without any delay and shouted to the four junior nephews behind him: "Retreat!"

However, Wuming and Cheng Huaibao worked hard to lead them here, how could it be so simple that they could leave?

Just as the five people turned their heads and rushed back, more than twenty black figures suddenly appeared from the weeds beside them. As the bowstrings trembled, more than twenty powerful arrows shot from the three-stone strong bow were so fast that they could not see the shadows clearly. They carried a sharp and sharp roar and fierce roar and shot towards the five people in the center.

The powerful arrow shot from a strong bow is definitely a nightmare for any master. The five people were caught off guard. Although they were using their magical intention to rush the arrow, they were no longer enough. Accompanied by the sharp arrows that made them sore teeth and itchy, they were all the same. The shrill screams of Zhang Zhiyang and the other four people were the shrill screams of Zhang Zhiyang.

The four people who fell to the ground only had their twitch before they were dead. Each of them was hit by more than three arrows. The magical skill of protecting the body had almost no effect. The powerful arrow entered the body and disappeared into the arrow feathers.

The only one who could stand on the spot was Gongsun Tianxiang. The old man's superb magical skills that were scattered across the world were indeed proud. In an instant, he pushed away five of the six powerful arrows that were shot at him. The arrow on his left shoulder ended with his bones, which showed how powerful his magical skills were in the body protection.

The ambushed here was the old brothers of the Iron Blood Shenwu Hall led by Zhao Zhinan. Although they were surprised that someone could use the sword power in their hands to block the powerful arrows and shoot them, they were not affected at all. The strong bow was pulled into a full moon again, and the second arrow was aimed at Gongsun Tianxiang again.

At this moment, Wuming and Cheng Huaibao walked over leisurely.

The bad boy Cheng Huaibao smiled like a habitual evil look and walked forward several steps alone: ​​"Old Zhao, let's do it slowly, Master Bao, I have something to ask this old guy."

A sentence temporarily allowed Gongsun Tianxiang to avoid the death disaster that was pierced by arrows.

"Old guy, your surname is great?" The rogue said with a look of contempt and evil spirit. As he spoke, he did not realize that he had walked only about six feet away from Gongsun Tianxiang.

Gongsun Tianxiang stared at Cheng Huaibao with red eyes, and the fierce gaze contained in it surprised Cheng Huaibao, the bold guy.

The surprise suddenly changed!

Gongsun Tianxiang, who had long been afraid of dying, rushed forward, and his body was cut by the long sword and instantly flew five feet away. The sword light was like lightning, and the invincible sword that was enough to match Cheng Huaibao's lonely sword and slashed straight towards Cheng Huaibao.

Cheng Huaibao, who had committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy, finally knew what those who died before their death. Without checking for a moment, his limbs were covered by the sword force of the Wuruo sword and could not make any reaction at all. At the same time, he knew very well that any reaction at this time was futile and he could never resist the crazy knife of the old man on the other side.

Zhao Zhinan and others shouted in unison, and more than twenty powerful arrows shot out. However, how could these iron men who had never practiced internal skills keep up with Gongsun Tianxiang's extremely fast movements that almost exceeded the limit of humans? Almost all the powerful arrows were lost. Only the arrow shot by Zhao Zhinan penetrated into Gongsun Tianxiang's lower back.

However, how could this arrow alone stop Gongsun Tianxiang from collecting the invincible sword that has achieved more than 70 years of magical skills?

Cheng Huaibao's heart was shattered, and he tried his best with his feet and retreated.

Gongsun Tianxiang's sword was like a river hanging upside down, as if it was endless, and instantly enveloped Cheng Huaibao's retreating figure.

Seeing that Cheng Huaibao was about to be killed by Gongsun Tianxiang because of his carelessness...

At this moment, Wuming, who rushed towards him, kicked Cheng Huaibao two feet away in a hurry, and at the same time replaced Cheng Huaibao's position, directly facing Gongsun Tianxiang as if he could break through the world.

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