It would take about half a month to go from the king's capital to Bashu even if the horses were whipped up, let alone two carriages.

The mysterious man who delivered the letter to Wen Changxiong seemed to have pinched this time point tightly, just to see if "Xia Ji is not here, even if the king will not exist in the Emperor Yan."

If so, then he could come to the conclusion that "Emperor Yan Luo is Xia Ji's shadow guard."

No, even the conclusion that "Yan Luo may be Xia Ji".

Because in the early spring when Yan Luo and Tang Zhu were fighting all the way to Jiangnan Road, he could no longer be sure that Xia Ji was staying in the carriage, because even if it was him, he could escape.

Two people in the void.

Not even anyone knows.

It was just through the fog that we guessed each other’s intentions and then tried to make a move.

Xia Ji was watching too.

There are demons in the middle.

There are all kinds of coincidences.

But in the final analysis, as far as the game is concerned, only two things have happened.

First, Tang Yuan was dead and his eyes were gone.

Second, Tang Feng, who was seriously injured, and Tang Chuang, were sent out of Tang Sect after experiencing the extremely normal life of the Tang Sect in the early stages, Tang Feng was sent out of Tang Sect and went to the Medicine King Valley to seek treatment, while Tang Chuang was placed in a corner with "complete information isolation" waiting for the subsequent arrangements.

In short, those returning from the capital were isolated.

Everything makes sense.

Two carriages galloped in the early summer wind.

The canyon is in front.

Wang Ao was humming a little tune while driving.

Suddenly a sense of crisis came, and a shiny light flashed in his eyes. He saw a thick white tripping rope straightened on the path in front of the carriage, which was almost impossible to see in the sky.

But Wang Ao saw it clearly, his hands trembled, his iron fist gloves covered his hands, and flew out like a big bird.

The body was moving quickly against the ground, and the iron fist in his left hand was directly clenched to the tripping rope on the ground.

His strength is almost at the level of a first-class master, and the unique skills of Master Kongyun, one of the seven seats in the academy, have also been practiced to the eighth level.

Tianyin Fist is extremely fast. When the boxing intention is reached, the person will arrive. Once the person arrives, the power will follow. This is the method of not being passed on by Tianyin Temple. If a monk outside the temple wants to pass it to his disciples, he needs to report to the host and receive permission before he can teach it.

Wang Ao is Kongyun's direct disciple. In order to pass on his martial arts, Kongyun sent a letter back to Tianyin Temple by Fei Ge. He went back and forth for three months before he agreed.

This technique may not be able to control enemies with extremely fast body skills, but for dead objects like Triple Marso...

Wang Ao arrived in front of the iron chain in an instant.

"rise!!"

The punching force explodes,

The tripping horse rope was directly lifted up.

"receive!"

He held both sides of the tripping horse rope with his fists, used his true energy, and pulled it into the middle. Two gray-clothed thieves wearing scarves on both sides immediately rushed out and looked at the man in horror.

Dada dada...

In this moment, the two carriages had already passed through the trunk horses.

Wang Ao was about to turn over the horse when suddenly he saw two arrows made of giant trees in the sky shooting straight towards the two carriages.

He hurriedly pulled the nearby horse, his arm strength exploded, and he roared, and pulled the horse forward for a distance.

Boom boom!

Two giant trees landed on the ground.

One was inserted heavily behind Cui Jue's carriage.

Another one...

Wang Ao looked and saw the carriage carrying the "Da Zhou Demon-Slaying Sword Saint", "The Great Zhou Demon-Slaying Sword Saint, Xiao Ying, Tianque Academy Palace", and "Seventh in the Hundred Flowers List" overturned...

The carriage was directly destroyed by giant wooden arrows.

The horse was frightened and was running wildly with its hooves, and the glasses could no longer control it.

Wang Ao:...

His body flashed and he went forward to pull the horse again, but he couldn't pull it anyway.

Xia Ji rolled into the soil, and Wang Qiqi beside him stared at him.

Xia Ji sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that my supreme sword is not there, otherwise the giant arrow would have been killed with one sword."

Wang Qiqi still stared at him.

But at least she still has her upbringing and did not say the words in her heart, "If you have one percent of the Emperor of Yama, then I will be satisfied."

After all... using another man to suppress a man is too harmful to self-esteem.

Xia Ji was lying in the wilderness, and footsteps were heard on both sides of the canyon. Many thieves were painted with camouflage on their faces, holding long swords in their hands and walked out from behind the grass and behind the valley.

However, the number of people entering the sight actually reached about a hundred.

Wang Ao's eyes were like an eagle, sweeping back and forth, clenching his fists.

In the car behind him, Cui Jue had already flown out of the air in a wheelchair and landed behind him.

Cui Jue's expression was calm and quiet, just like a sea of ​​water that was so deep that it was not far behind, and his hands were extremely quiet.

During this period of digestion, Cui Jue has understood the horror of the method of initiation.

For a warrior who uses hidden weapons, the Thousand-Handed Futu has simply raised his strength to the top level, and can even fight against ordinary extraordinary people.

But the powerful hidden weapon has never been a profession to fight head-on. In other words... Although Cui Jue only has the tenth level, he is already extraordinary.

Of course, he would not use this technique easily.

What is completely different from Wang Ao and Cui Jue's side is...

Wang Qiqi sang: "I am the daughter of Wang Zhengshi, the old master of the current dynasty. Who is the head of the family? Please come out and speak."

Hearing this, the thieves were stunned, obviously a little scared.

Xia Ji stepped forward and said, "I am the current Xiaoyao Marquis, please give me some face."

The glasses squatted behind the dog and the woman. After thinking about it, she poked out half of her body from the side and shouted to the distance: "I am the master of the Demon-Slaying Sword Saint, and I am also very famous in the world. Don't let the flood rush over the Dragon King Temple!"

Wang Ao:...

Cui Jue: "Brother Wang, fight will start soon. You can protect the three over there."

Wang Ao said: "Ye Teng is not here, you..."

Cui Jue smiled indifferently: "Don't worry."

His smile was full of confidence.

He is already a top-level strongman, and is valued by Yan Luo, the uncrowned king underground. He is carrying the name of the smear. How could he not be confident?

As a disciple of Yan Luo, how could he retreat and insult his master's reputation?

This time, he went to Bashu just for one breath and was also the little master who crossed the river. No matter what Yan Luo wanted to do, he would do it.

A scholar died for his confidant. Although Cui Jue was not talented and disabled, he was also passionate.

Wang Ao was stunned for a moment, looked at his brother who had transformed so deeply and said, "Okay."

The thief over there seemed to be shocked when he heard the names of the three people. Then the outside was still surrounded, and the later one began to discuss.

Xia Ji let go of his spiritual sense and listened quietly.

He thought this was a test arranged by an unknown opponent, but after hearing it for a while, he was amused and laughed. These thieves were arranged by a big bandit in the seven major sieges. A small group of scattered in the Central Plains, specifically robbing the rich and helping the poor. He and others happened to be punished.

Not long after...

The thieves there obviously had a result of their discussion and immediately showed a ferocious expression.

"Marquis Xiaoyao? The Demon Queen's younger brother, I didn't expect that we would catch a big fish!!"

"Take them down and take them back to the elder sister! I cut off the head of Xiaoyao Hou and threw them to him, the King of Great Zhou, haha!"

Wang Ao tightened his body, and Cui Jue's hands floated slightly, just as he was about to start killing each other.

Suddenly, the thief over there seemed to be being pulled by someone.

Xia Ji's spiritual sense was released, and only the two people behind the thief clashed again.

a long time...

The thieves actually retreated for no reason.

Then a man with a literati style walked out and sang: "Xiaoyaohou, I will give you this face today, but remember, don't be accomplices for the tiger, otherwise we will definitely not let it go next time we meet."

Wang Ao:???

Cui Jue:???

Wang Qiqi:???

Glasses girl:???

Only Xia Ji listened to it sincerely.

It turned out that the girl who played the song to her in Feihua Palace back then had become one of the seven major bandits.

Nian Wuye died, is she the one who took office?
Chapter completed!