Chapter two hundred and sixty-ninth royal palace gift
"This...this...no luck!"
At this time, the wedding team was facing another team in front of them, but there were nine people, nine people carrying coffins!
This is clearly the funeral procession!
Funeral team and bride welcome team!
These two completely striking teams are coming towards each other at this time.
For a moment, Uncle San raised his hand and stopped the wedding team.
Most of the people who came to the Hengjiang Gang to welcome the bride began to hold the weapons in their hands tightly.
At this time, it was already a certain distance from the city gate, and this was the perfect distance for blocking the road and committing crimes.
Even if you escape back to the city for a short time, it will be too late.
Seeing this, Jiang Heng frowned, turned his head to look at Fu Qingshui: "Qingshui, is this the trouble you said?"
"No...it's not right!"
Fu Qingshui was a little uncertain and said, "It's a little different from that group of people!"
Fu Qingshui looked at the nine people opposite him intently. He clearly remembered that the people who secretly used small tricks before were the people from the Sishui Alliance.
The people in front of us were dressed pure white, each wearing swords on his waist, each with a good look, and a look of righteousness on his face.
This is definitely not something that the despicable group of Sishui League can do.
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"Dadao, is this the person from there?"
At the same time, in the jungle on one side of the road, a group of men lying in ambushed were obviously unexpected by this sudden change.
The Sishui League, who was bald on the top of his head and had a few strands of gray hair on his temples, frowned when he looked at the scene in front of him.
"The Qingshui Gang and the old guys from the Liujiazhuang Hulu Gang never told me that there was such a thing!"
Yang Dadangtou of the Sishui League was a little puzzled, which was completely beyond his expectations.
I originally planned to take action to rob the fifth lady of the Fu family. It would be even better if I could capture the young leader of the Canglang Gang together.
At that time, are you still afraid that Yan Chongshan will not hand over all the foundation of the Canglang Gang in Bazhou?
In fact, Yang Dadou knew that seizing the foundation was just an excuse, and what he really wanted was the martial arts background of Canglang Gang itself.
As the branch of the Canglang Gang, even if it is not as good as the headquarter, there must be many martial arts books collected in it.
But he rushed in before but returned in vain, so Yang Dadao thought of such a way to do this.
But when the flesh reached the mouth, such a person suddenly broke out.
"Don't you want to catch them all?" the confidant asked in a low voice.
"Wait first!"
He always felt something was wrong.
The atmosphere on the road was a bit weird at this time, because the official road was not very wide and there were trees and jungles on both sides.
So the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.
"Please give me some convenience to everyone on the other side. I will not delay the birthday gift to the royal palace at the order of my leader!"
Eight people on the opposite side carried the coffin, and the ninth person in charge was the first to break the silence and speak loudly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the official road became even more silent, with only the sound of everyone's breathing and the sound of the breeze blowing on the leaves.
Everyone in the Sishui League hiding in the jungle looked at each other when they heard this.
"Big Dangtou, this..." The confidant turned his head blankly to Yang Dadou.
"Who are these people?!"
At this time, Yang Dadou's heart was already filled with storms.
This happened just as the Badao Sect was destroyed?
Yang Dadangtou also got some rumor about the matter between Badao Sect.
However, because he has no living habits and is in a strange state of death.
Some people who are familiar with the style of the royal palace believe that this is mostly done by the royal palace.
Yang Dadantou also thought so, and even worried for a while.
After all, Badao Sect was very respectful to the royal palace in the past. As a result, it was destroyed as soon as it was destroyed.
Nowadays, the forces in Bazhou are not panic, and they are speculating on the current attitude of the royal family towards the forces in Jianghu.
As a result, two days have passed, and someone has jumped out again. Isn’t it a pity that the world of Bazhou is not messy enough?
…
At this time, Jiang Sanhai was also a little uneasy and had been in Bazhou for some time.
How could he not know the transcendent status of the royal palace in this entire Bazhou?
What's more, my nephew also mentioned the Overlord Mansion, which is the target that he must not be provoked for the time being.
He looked at Jiang Heng behind him with some helplessness.
"Who is your leader?"
Jiang Heng rode his horse to the front of the team and looked at the group opposite him.
"The Twelve Swords Alliance of Heavenly Sky is Lu Yixin!"
The middle-aged man in the head with a white robe and sword responded loudly, and a hint of respect was revealed in his words.
The master of Yisword Lu Yixin?!
Hearing the words, Jiang Heng's eyes shrank slightly, and at the same time he looked at the coffin that the other party was carrying.
The coffin opposite is a bit different. Unlike the coffin of ordinary people, this coffin is obviously several times larger.
And it seems that it should be a coffin that was built, and the wood on it is still very new.
There are things in it!
Jiang Heng stared at the coffin and the people who resisted the coffin with his eyes tightly, and found that these people were all at the fourth level of the meridian refining realm, but it seemed a bit difficult to carry the coffin.
“What is it in there?”
Jiang Heng pointed to the coffin and asked the other party.
The middle-aged man in white robe frowned and felt a little unhappy.
"Nothing to be told!"
"You can't help!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Heng jumped from the back of the black wind horse. The next moment, his body drew an arc in the air and fell steadily onto the coffin.
The eight people from the Twelve Sword Alliance of the Sky suddenly changed their expressions, and Jiang Heng clearly didn't use much force.
But it felt like a terrifying weight that was much heavier than the coffin itself hit in an instant.
The eight people quickly retreated, but the two of them still had no time to collapse their shoulders in an instant.
The coffin suddenly fell to the ground with a dull sound.
"You dare!"
The middle-aged man in white robe was furious when he saw this and drew his sword and rushed forward.
Jiang Heng turned a blind eye to this, turned over and jumped off the coffin. At the same time, he slapped his hand and the coffin was knocked away, revealing the situation inside.
Seeing a scene inside, Jiang Heng was stunned.
clang!
The sword blade fell steadily on Jiang Heng's neck and made a crisp sound.
But Jiang Heng did not react much to this, and his eyes were still in the coffin.
It was a huge creature that was almost the same as that day, and looked like a weasel.
However, the death of this weasel made Jiang Heng a little shocked.
The corpse of the weasel was cut open at one time with a sharp weapon.
From the top of the head to the tail, you can even find that the spine inside is neatly divided into two halves.
The key is that even a blood crystal inside was divided into two halves and fell into the corpse.
The overall section of the corpse is very neat, and there is no sign of instant sputtering of blood.
It must have been cut open in an instant in a very short time, and even at that moment, the weasel had not realized that it was dead.
"What a great means!"
Jiang Heng murmured to himself, this method made him feel a sense of familiarity.
By the way, Liu Shizong!
Jiang Heng suddenly remembered Liu Shizong's sword energy that condensed into silk, extremely solid and powerful.