"Come here!" Princess Yongxiang stood up. She carefully inspected the injuries of the two people. It seemed that they were somewhat similar to Taoist priests' tricks, but also somewhat different. The injuries contained several different powers.
There is a force similar to beating a cow across a mountain, there is also a frontal expansion impact force, and there is a shock force similar to the impact of hard palm prints and fist prints facing each other.
There were obvious palm prints and fist prints on the injured area, which showed that the palm of the person who made the move must be broad and strong. But she was not very sure about this. Because she had only practiced one martial art, the Dacheng Martial Arts. She was not familiar with the martial arts of other sects.
, not familiar with it.
If it weren't for the close relationship between the Taoist Cult and the royal family, she might not even be able to distinguish the basic characteristics of these injuries.
Soon, two old men with white beards, one tall and one short, arrived in the forest. When they saw the corpse on the ground, they were both shocked. They knew the two people on the ground.
Before the entire convoy sets off, they, the master guards, need to remember everyone in their hearts. And now, the two people lying on the ground are actually the two servants in the convoy who are responsible for guarding the princess. Princess, this...
...What is going on?" One of them asked in a deep voice. Check to see what kind of martial arts it is." Princess Yongxiang said in a deep voice. The other person bowed, stepped forward, squatted down, and began to check.
He kept opening the wound with his fingers, looking at the chest and back, and at the same time observing the changes in the eyes of the corpse's face. After a while, the man stood up and slightly cupped his hands towards Yongxiang.
"Back to the princess, these two people should have been hit in the front by a limit-breaking technique similar to beating a cow through sweat, which detonated the vital parts of the back and died. He paused.
"This kind of limit-breaking technique has very obvious characteristics. Many sects have similar techniques. But at the same time, some can have frontal fist strikes, and some can cause concussive damage.
There should only be the Induction Sect and the Dao Sect. "The Induction Sect's Unparalleled Fist Limit Breaking Technique has such an effect. The Rejuvenation Purifying Time Talisman of the Dao Sect also has similar limit breaking skills. The Induction Sect's Unparalleled Fist, the Dao Sect's Rejuvenation Jing
Shifudian?" Princess Yongxiang stood silently.
"In other words, those men in black just now are from the induction door? Then why do they come so far away?
Stopping my two close servants? Such a master, who can produce such destructive power, is at least a super-grade foreign medicine. And my two close servants are at the level of seventh or eighth grade. Why is this..." Yongxiang said gloomily.
"I'm sorry, princess, you may not be very familiar with the physical strength of the super-grade. An old man on the side suddenly interrupted. These two servants are not only seventh- or eighth-grade, they are at least super-grade.
Their body muscles, fascia, bones, strength and toughness are not comparable to those in the ninth grade." "Super grade!?" Yongxiang was startled. "In other words, the two of them have always been super grade.
, you just kept hiding it from me? Pretending to be by my side!?" She suddenly felt a chill in her heart.
"Exactly." Yongxiang was speechless.
She suddenly felt that her trip to Citong this time might not be as peaceful as she imagined. Only then did such a big thing happen...
"These two people were lurking around me. Did they have problems from the beginning, or did they gradually develop different intentions?" She had no way of knowing.
With so many thoughts in her mind, Yongxiang was silent for a moment. "Carefully investigate the rest of my team. I don't want something like this to happen again!"
"Yes!" The two old men quickly lowered their heads and clasped their fists. More than an hour later, the convoy that was attacked by the men in black finally recovered the escaped white bull and the carriage.
Only one of the carriages was left, and the rest were dragged and smashed by white oxen. The oxen were also injured. People kept sorting out the injuries, bandaging the injuries, and burying the bodies.
Yongxiang led people to carefully examine the corpses of several men in black, but found no traces. Many of these men in black were at the third-grade level. The leading ones were two at the ninth-grade and five at the super-grade. They were so powerful.
Far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
After a scribe beside Yongxiang reviewed the strength levels of all the attackers, everyone started to sweat.
In such a formation, there are not many forces that can be dispatched in the entire country. The super-class is not a big deal. Especially one of them, the Sankong super-class, who can fight against Princess Yongxiang.
Masters at this level, who are all the top elites of various forces, would not easily be willing to be sent out to do assassinations.
In China, there are not many forces that can reach the Sankong level. After the convoy was prepared and repacked, it continued on the road. After being attacked, the convoy lost a lot of belongings and had to travel lightly. It arrived in Yongxi Town and began to supply supplies.
After a group of people took a rest and bathed, they rested for a day before they recovered and continued moving forward.
"Dead!?" Deep in the mountains, in a dilapidated Buddhist temple. The leader of the men in black, Mr. Wang, who had taken action before, stared at the two people in front of him with an ugly expression.
These two people are not his subordinates, but the representatives and leaders of other forces in the Thousand Religions Alliance. This time they are just working with them on the assassination.
"Those are two super-class people! Dead!? Aren't they already alone with that picture? How did they die?? Mr. Wang's eyes were solemn, and he vaguely guessed something was wrong.
One of the two has yellow hair and a strong build. The other wears a large set of golden earrings on his ears. Even wearing black clothes and a mask cannot hide his weirdness.
"I don't know, but we guess that it is very likely that the Taoist Cult has another super-class accompanying them to protect them together!" The man with yellow hair replied in a deep voice.
"There are additional accompanying masters??" Mr. Wang's eyes were cold. Two super-grades, or two princesses, were the internal agents. I thought that I was sure that if I killed someone and restored my disguise, I could continue to play a greater role. But now...
..!?
"Being able to defeat two people in a very short time is at least an internal technique or even a super-level three-air technique. However, there are only so many of the three-air internal techniques in the Taoist teachings. Where can the rest of the super-level masters come from??'
Mr. Wang was puzzled. There are actually a number of super-grades in each force. For example, in the Taoist Sect, almost all super-grades are at the top level of each faction. At the Sankong level, they are at least provincial-level top-ups. Such masters,
How can one be easily sent out to protect a Daozi? That Zhang Ying is already of a very high standard if he has an internal magic master like Chen Han.
Even in the Thousand Sect Alliance, there are only a few super masters from each force. There are more than a dozen, and there are only a few.
Everyone cherishes them extremely, and the Qian Cult Alliance is said to be a thousand sects. In fact, the total number of esoteric sects is only seventy or eighty. It seems like a lot, but when they are scattered throughout the Great Spirit, they are extremely rare.
Two people died this time... Mr. Wang's heart was aching. Those two people were masters in the Quan Di Altar to which he belonged... They had been lurking in the Zhenyi Cult for many years before finally being transferred to Princess Yongxiang...
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"Then the person dies, what's the result?! Our losses are so huge, there must be a result!" Mr. Wang said in a serious tone. Quan Ditan suffered such a loss, but the other participating forces did not lose much. Naturally, he quit.
"Mr. Wang, I've told you before that your head-on approach won't work.
We shouldn't have done it so hard from the beginning. Yongxiang is very powerful. She is followed by two inner magic spiritual channels and a three-dimensional spiritual network. She can't take advantage of her from the front. We can only find other ways. Fortunately, we still have a chance!"
He paused.
"We still have an internal response in the Yongxiang convoy. This time, you Quan Di Temple will not take action. We, the Blood Road Sect, will do it alone!" The strong man with yellow hair said coldly. "What do you want?" asked Mr. Wang in a deep voice.
"Those who achieve great things must give up. There will be no reward without efforts. Only by burning the boat can the greatest potential be unleashed." The strong man with yellow hair grinned. "You mean..." Mr. Wang suddenly understood what he meant.
This is to use Nai Ying as an abandoned son and a dead soldier... They are cruel enough. Not only do these guys from the Blood Road Sect not only do not regard themselves as human beings, nor do they regard other people's lives in their eyes, they are all madmen! Time flies, and in a blink of an eye.
Just one month has passed.
This time, Princess Yongxiang did not make any more troubles, but stayed in the carriage neatly and followed the others. The lost carriages were also replaced with new ones in the subsequent towns. The injured white cattle were also purchased.
They were also replaced by a few ordinary black cows.
After a month of traveling, everyone was more vigilant after being attacked before. This made the subsequent journey extremely smooth and peaceful.
Zhang Rongfang was finally able to rest and practice quietly for a period of time.
The convoy has now arrived in Da Ling Binh Province. As long as it passes through most of Binh Binh Province, it can reach its final destination-Citong Port. The sun is shining brightly, and flocks of birds are passing over the convoy and circling around.
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The chirping sound was like a vegetable market, extremely noisy.
The black bull in the convoy emits a restless moo from time to time. It is obvious that its endurance is not as good as that of the white bull and it is a little tired.
It was now noon, the sun was high, and it was getting hotter and humid. After asking the princess, the convoy began to slow down and find a place to light a fire for food.
Zhang Rongfang and his party followed behind.
Having eaten and slept in the open air along the way, the four of them were much more tired than before. There was also a lot of dust on their bodies. The white Taoist robe on Zhang Rongfang was not as white as before, and became slightly gray.
"Speaking of which, for this long journey, why did the princess use an ox-cart instead of a horse-drawn carriage? Zhang Rongfang looked at the black cow tied to the tree in front of him and wondered, "Daozi doesn't know something."
Chen Han replied that during a long journey, a little bit of worry will be magnified a lot and become the key to affecting rest.
The ox-cart is much more stable than the horse-drawn carriage. Therefore, ox-carts are generally used for long distances. "That's it." Zhang Rongfang understood. He had seen the scene in the princess's carriage outside.
It is not only equipped with a bed, but also a heater, wardrobe, desk, and dressing table. It is completely a small study and bedroom. The newly added carriages of the fleet have a dedicated storage for food and drinking water.
One is dedicated to storing various specialties and small things that the princess buys when she is happy. The other is the daily necessities and sundries for the rest of the team.
In addition, the fleet carries chefs who specialize in cooking, female masseurs who specialize in massage, and band dancers who specialize in dancing and playing music.
Just a princess can act like this. How can one imagine that the real princess of Daling will act like this??