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Chapter 104 Martial Artist 【Seeking Red Ticket】

Zhao Yuan was extremely anxious, but it was too late, because the convoy seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the three giant horses standing there blankly. There were already a dozen big men urging the horses to trot over.

"The fight is quick, don't reveal the identity of the cultivator!" Zhao Yuan lowered his voice.

"Yeah. Zhao Yuan, you are heavier than us. You will ride the biggest horse later."

Ming Ri Mingyue saw that Zhao Yuan actually had no objection. They looked at each other and immediately smiled. They shook their swords in their hands and held up a dazzling sword flower.

"The biggest horse..."

Zhao Yuan was stunned. It turned out that the two sisters frequently killed people just to rob three slave horses.

At this point, there is no point in complaining. It is better to solve the problem at hand first. Zhao Yuan did not hesitate, pulled out the small black sword tied in his arm, and headed towards the dozen big men like a whirlwind.

He rushed over, and behind him, a gray-black afterimage swept up, which was horrifying.

The moment Zhao Yuan rushed out towards a group of people, Ming Ri and Mingyue arrived first. Their two pairs of slender legs bounced rapidly on the ground. Each bounce took more than ten steps. In the blink of an eye, the two of them surpassed them.

He came to Zhao Yuan and rushed into the crowd without any nonsense. The sharp long sword in his hand was like chopping vegetables and melons, destroying the dead and broken bamboos along the way. In an instant, the air was filled with blood.

A group of big men saw the three of them and came over to kill them without saying a word. They immediately drew their long swords, but where were the opponents of the two junior third-level spiritual energy cultivators. They collapsed at the first touch. For a while, screams could not be heard.

Although Mingri and Mingyue have not revealed their identities as cultivators, it does not mean that they cannot use spiritual energy.

In fact, as long as a cultivator does not fly with a sword or use some magic, it is difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference between a cultivator and a martial artist.

"They are two cultivators and a master!"

Just as Mingri and Mingyue were killing without restraint, a beautiful lady in the carriage lifted the door curtain with an indifferent look on her face.

Ordinary people can't tell the difference, but that doesn't mean no one can tell the difference.

The running methods of Mingri, Mingyue and Zhao Yuan are completely different, because the two of them almost do not touch the ground, one step is more than ten meters, and Zhao Yuan, although his speed is shocking, but every step he takes is down-to-earth, and every step will leave a mark.

Leave your own footprints, even if they are tiny and undetectable.

"Haha, when did Jiepai County become the target of robbery by cultivators? Madam, wait a moment." A black-faced man wearing iron armor and a body like an iron tower slowly walked to the carriage on horseback and looked inside the carriage.

the woman said.

"Master, be careful."

"Don't worry, ma'am, they're just a few clowns."

The big man in the iron tower suddenly let out a long roar that pierced through the gold and stone. He pedaled lightly on the stirrups. His extremely heavy body actually flew into the air. It seemed as if a horse was flying in the sky and ran towards Zhao Yuan and the others out of thin air. In an instant,

, the wind and clouds changed color.

"No, intermediate warrior!"

I don't know whether it was Mingri or Mingyue who suddenly shouted, with a look of horror on his face. At this time, Zhao Yuan, who was in the melee, could no longer tell who was Mingri and Mingyue. However, Zhao Yuan judged that it was Mingri, because the one who made the decision

Usually it's tomorrow.

"Hold the enemy off and I'll take Zhao Yuan away!"

Seeing the black-faced man who was like an iron tower coming through the void, the twin sisters made an immediate decision. One of them rushed towards the black-faced man with his sword, and the other actually turned back and flew towards Zhao Yuan, snatching Zhao Yuan away and looking after him.

It's not surprising that he actually activated his flying sword and left.

Peng!

Zhao Yuan had just been pulled, and the black-faced man in armor in the air seemed to know that the two wanted to escape, and actually punched him in the air. There was a loud noise, like a thunderbolt from the blue, the air rushed wildly, and Zhao Yuan felt his ears

He couldn't hear anything, and his body felt like it was being torn apart, as if a huge force was rushing through his body.

Tomorrow seemed to be injured as well, his body was teetering in the air, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, Ming Yue, who was charging towards the black-faced man, stabbed the long sword in her hand, and a stream of colorful light burst out. The stream of light turned into thousands of long swords and rushed towards the armored black-faced man, with thousands of murderous auras and momentum.

Unparalleled.

The armored and black-faced man was stunned, as if he was surprised that this young and beautiful woman could actually wield such an astonishing sword energy. However, he didn't care, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stood in the void, clenched his fist, and walked straight

The fist hit the thousands of sword energy...

Peng!

The mighty sword energy was blown away by this extremely fierce punch. Mingyue, who was flying in the air with the sword, was actually knocked back dozens of feet by this punch and fell heavily to the ground.

What Zhao Yuan didn't expect was that Tomorrow actually ignored the bright moon, took advantage of the moon's cover, hurriedly flew his sword, and took Zhao Yuan away at lightning speed beyond the barren mountains.

The iron-clad, black-faced man seemed not to have expected that Ming Ri would actually leave his companions and run away. It was too late to catch up. There was anger on his face, and he roared suddenly, punching Ming Ri and Zhao Yuan in the air.

This punch can swallow up mountains and rivers.

With this punch, the earth shook.

With this punch, the mountains collapsed and the earth shattered.

"Ah..." Although Ming Tomorrow used his spiritual energy to protect his body, he was hit hard, and his spiritual energy was instantly shattered into countless fragments. Ming Yue let out a scream, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and staggered to the ground.

Zhao Yuan, who was in the air, had no choice but to watch helplessly as he fell to the ground, waiting for the moment he was thrown to pieces.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Ming Ri suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sword in his hand emitted a terrifying light. His falling body suddenly stopped, and then, Ming Ri activated the sword and flew high into the sky.

The iron-clad black-faced man seemed to know that he could not catch up, so he did not hesitate. After landing, he strode towards Mingyue lying on the ground. With every step he took, the earth seemed to be shaking with a terrifying force, and the surrounding black people were powerful.

Pretending to be a big man, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the armored and black-faced man, with a look of awe on their faces...



Tomorrow was a fast journey, but because he was seriously injured, he could only fly for nearly a hundred miles before he couldn't make it. He pressed the flying sword and found a secluded cave to hide.

Tomorrow, he looked extremely miserable. His hair was messy, blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his flower-like face was extremely pale, without the slightest color. Zhao Yuan also looked embarrassed, with blood dripping from all his orifices, and he was covered in blood.

The clothes were shattered into pieces, exposing Shengxue's skin.

"What should I do about Mingyue?" Zhao Yuan ignored the tearing feeling all over his body.

"She'll be fine."

Tomorrow, I found a lot of bottles and jars from Xumijie, selected some colorful pills and took them myself, and fed a few more pills to Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan suddenly felt better, and then he remembered that the moon will shine tomorrow.

But Master Su Xin's apprentice naturally has a lot of healing elixirs on his body.

"How are you?" Tomorrow looked at Zhao Yuan with a trace of doubt on his face.

"It's okay." Zhao Yuan waved his hands and feet and felt that he had recovered.

"It's strange. That man is an intermediate warrior. Even I was beaten until I vomited blood. Why are you okay?" Tomorrow looked suspicious.

"My eyes, nose, and ears are bleeding." Zhao Yuan said with a bitter smile.

"That's a minor injury. What I'm most afraid of is that it hurts the internal organs. Are you really okay?"

Tomorrow didn't seem to believe it, so he grabbed Zhao Yuan and used his spiritual energy to test Zhao Yuan. Sure enough, Zhao Yuan was unscathed and only slightly bruised. After taking Master Su Xin's healing elixir just now, he returned to normal in an instant.

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