Going north to the Jin Dynasty is a journey that is not long or short. If you have a fast horse and you can afford it, you can get there in ten days... But if you are an ordinary person, it will take at least half a month. The princess will get married, and it is naturally comparable to ordinary people. The ceremonial guard alone will last for a hundred meters, and the dowry palace maids and guards, etc. can be imagined. The speed of travel can be imagined!

The team followed the official road, but the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom was not very harmonious, so the road was still flat at the beginning, with many towns on both sides and a broader view. But the closer it was to the Jin Kingdom, the more rugged the road was, and naturally no one took the risk to build the road.

Ji Tianfang looked at the dense forests on both sides, but he felt a little expectant. The team had been walking for seven days, and the roads in front of him were mostly wild roads with no people. Just the breeze blowing and rustling leaves made people feel nervous.

"It's been the seventh day, is that Ling Xiao not coming?"

The questioning was a middle-aged man wearing a black cloth dress, with a strand of white hair in his loose hair that was extremely eye-catching, and his casual temperament was very similar to an artist who ran around the world.

Ji Tianfang shook his head and said, "Elder, don't worry, I have some understanding of Ling Xiao. Since he dares to do that, he will definitely come to rob people."

The man in black laughed, "Killing people? I'm afraid you're going to be fooled by you! By the way, I heard that he has a close relationship with Long Su."

Ji Tianfang nodded, "He has Zhang Liang's plan, I have a ladder, it depends on who can play higher! But now it seems that I won this time. As for Long Su, he is still responsible. Although he doesn't care about his family, he will not help outsiders."

"I'll feel relieved, by the way, do you know where Longsu is now?" the man in black asked curiously again.

Ji Tian rolled his eyes and said with resentment: "When did anyone know about his whereabouts? I'm afraid that even the clay Buddha can't calculate it!"

The man in black laughed and seemed to be indifferent. But a trace of unknown cruelty flashed in his eyes.

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The speeding horses splashed with dust. Six royal breeds kept passing through the jungle. The six knights were wearing turtleneck windbreakers with red clouds and black backgrounds. The hem slowly fluttered in the rapid movement and were solemn. Each of them also had a unique mask, such as cattle, horses, sheep, phoenix and evil spirits, and a simple vortex. The mask was lifelike and mysterious.

Everyone moved forward without saying a word, the atmosphere was extremely heavy, and I don’t know how long I had been running, the knight wearing a spiral mask suddenly raised his right hand.

Seeing this, the rest of the people stopped and saw the spiral masked man looking around and suddenly sneered: "Since you are here, why should you hide your head and tail?"

Everyone heard that someone was ambushing but couldn't see him. They just sat calmly on the horse, as if they had known that someone had cut the path. In fact, every time they had to come along the way, they were about to come along. Everyone was no longer surprised.

"I am merciful to you! Donor Ling is not panicked. Have you expected me to come? I admire you!"

The loud sound echoed in the jungle, and the flying leaves brought out a rustling sound. A monk with a huge figure slowly emerged from behind the tree.

Damn! There are really people!

"Luckily the tree is thick enough, otherwise it wouldn't be able to hide the figure of the master." The spiral masked man sighed.

"I have already learned the benefits of donor Ling's words, but I came here today but didn't want to say anything more." As soon as he finished speaking, Dizang also came out from behind the tree, and the vigilance in his eyes looked at everyone was very strong.

The spiral masked man sneered: "The two masters are so murderous intent, but it seems that the ratio of the number of people on both sides is not as good as possible! Six to two, are you here to get the death?"

Maitreya laughed proudly, "If I were you, count again."

A trace of suspicion flashed in the spiral masked man's eyes and then turned his head to look. He saw an old monk with a kind face standing at the end of the team at some point.

"Pudu Cihang!"

The evil ghost masked man suddenly screamed, and there seemed to be a hint of inexplicable meaning in his tone.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to recognize me. Have we met before?" Pudu Cihang said curiously.

The evil ghost masked man didn't respond, and Pudu Cihang didn't care. He was going to kill him anyway!

The spiral masked man snorted coldly: "Six vs. three, the winner is still the same!"

Dizang smiled and said, "Donald Ling doesn't seem to be good at mathematics, so why not count anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, bang bang bang! The ground around him exploded, and ten black-armored men suddenly rushed out of it. The dead man's faces were covered with a hint of cold air, unified standard armor, holding different weapons, including swords, crutches, iron umbrellas and other strange weapons. At first glance, you can tell that they were divine weapons and zombies refined by Dizang and others, but the momentum was definitely not comparable to those cannon fodders in the prince's mansion.

The spiral masked man looked straight, looked down at his clothes, muttered, "Fortunately, our clothes are also very connotative, otherwise the limelight would have been snatched away by these ten!" Then he looked up at Dizang, "Okay, we won't compete in the field of mathematics. What I am more interested in is how do you guys know our route?"

Dizang smiled without saying a word when he folded his hands together. The spiral masked man rolled his eyes and said to his companion behind him, "I didn't expect that he would be robbed by someone else before the robbery! You can leave first, their target is me." As he said that, he glanced at Pudu Cihang inadvertently, and when he saw that his expression had not changed, he even affirmed his guess.

"Leave the evil ghost." The few people stopped as soon as they moved. They knew the identity of the evil ghost. Isn't it a death to participate in a battle of this level at his level? But I didn't say much when I saw him unquestionable.

Everyone was about to leave, but heard Maitreya snorting coldly: "Did I say they can leave?" With a swing of their thick arms, ten zombies rushed towards everyone, and to reach everyone, they saw the afterimage flashing spiral masked man pressed a zombie's head, and while roaring, he held its hair and swung his whole person up!

This zombie was like a large mace, and was swung by a spiral masked man. The other nine zombies flew away when they touched him and couldn't stop him at all!

When the Phoenix Mask Man saw him, he smiled and said, "Then let's go first." He said that, and he slapped the other three people and left.

Maitreya was still waiting to be stopped but suddenly felt a terrible wind coming from behind. His bloated body was extremely flexible and moved three steps in an instant. The zombie flew past him with a cry and hit the tree and broke his bones.

"I said they can leave. No one can stop him!" The spiral masked man's tone was plain and solemn, as if he was telling a rule. There is no doubt!

Maitreya narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a serious face and said, "What can they do if they pass? The Ji family has escorted the princess this time. Do you think it will be possible to achieve something with those stinky fish and rotten shrimps?"

The spiral masked man chuckled without seeing any wavering: "On the surface, their abilities are indeed a bit lacking, but who said that is all? And you have ignored a little."

"What?" Dizang asked with interest.

"People wearing masks are very powerful!"

“…”

Looking at Dizang and the others speechless, they knew they didn't believe it. The spiral masked man snorted coldly and said, "It's not the same channel as you guys. This is the same as Spider-Man wearing a tights. His sexy figure can make his combat power soar a lot. Didn't he hear the clown say that those who came out to do a hero with a bat mask in the middle of the night are crazy. But why does Bruce still do that? It's because that will add a mysterious halo and improve his combat power!" As he said that, he raised his hand and slowly took off the mask, revealing a very flat face.

"Since that's the case, why did you take off your mask?" asked Dizang.

Ling Xiao handed the spiral mask to the evil ghost mask man behind him and said, "You can be ambushed accurately on my route of action. Obviously, you know my identity very well, so how can you still maintain my mystery! But I believe you would not think of the identity of the evil ghost behind me, so I will keep him as mysterious as ever. Of course, there is no need for him to take action today. I want to fight ten...thirteen!"

When the evil ghost masked man heard Ling Xiao say this, he decisively stood beside him and stood with his hands behind his back. The master's demeanor arises. Dizang looked at him with a serious face, but he couldn't guess what his identity was. Even Pudu Cihang looked up and down in surprise. That temperament was definitely not something that he had absolute confidence in his strength and had to be able to train it for a long time.

Maitreya ignored those who said to Ling Xiao, "I didn't expect you to be seeking death by yourself, and you'll deal with him after you get rid of it."

Ling Xiao just smiled contemptuously, but Pudu Cihang spoke for the first time, "Maitreya, catch him alive! If he dies, you don't have to live anymore." His voice was extremely cold, no one could hear his determination.

Maitreya snorted coldly, "You don't need to remind me, kill me!"

With a command, eleven zombies who had recovered had long been rushed over crazily. Ling Xiao glanced at the three of them with contempt, and let the swords slash on their bodies and make a tingling metal slam. He reached out and grabbed a zombie's head and punched him.

Bang!

The zombie's head turned into ashes with a thud. Ling Xiao was about to let go but saw that the zombie had grown its head back after a gust of air!

"Hmm? I've upgraded!" Di Di said in awe, grabbed the sword that pierced again, raised his foot and kicked it away.

"Hahaha, will we use the same move a second time?" Maitreya smiled proudly. Before he knew it, the three of them had already surrounded Ling Xiao. Although they still had to take some energy to guard against the evil ghost masked man, they seemed to be unable to take action when they looked leisurely.

Ling Xiao grabbed the zombies that were rushing towards him and asked with interest, "These guys are good at kung fu. I guess they are not names, so don't introduce them?"

Dizang laughed and said, "This book is not a secret. Do you know who killed your little love-home family? It's these ten guys!"

Ling Xiao was stunned. Ten zombies took the opportunity to call each other, and there was another golden iron clash. Ling Xiao's face was slightly dark and directly reached out to grab a zombie's neck and said, "I should thank you so that I can give me the opportunity to kill her enemy again!"

After the words came, the violent momentum suddenly exploded, countless claw shadows flew, and the air waves surged and burst into air and concentrated in that small half-meter range!

I saw the zombie's white body splashing like falling flowers, hands, feet, chest, and head bit by bit, and finally dissipated into nothingness!

When the zombie disappeared, Ling Xiao snorted: "There are only a big place on the zombie, and it's all tearing it down. What's the point of finding weaknesses?"
Chapter completed!