Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 123 Little Beast Sable
  "Roar!" The dozen Beitang family masters, led by Beitang Ao, roared and charged towards the Haotian caravan. These dozen people have sharp and terrifying eyes, without any emotion, their steps are steady, and they move quickly. They are definitely dozens of killing machines.

"Protect the young master, kill him!" The twelve yellow-clothed guards of the Haotian caravan shouted at the same time, raising their arms and rushing towards the masters of the Beitang family who were charging towards them.

"Kill!" Hundreds of green-clothed guards shouted in unison, their momentum was like a rainbow, and their weapons were hidden. A cold light suddenly flashed on the ancient road, and a tragic aura of killing immediately filled every inch of space on the ancient road.

The green-clad guards of Haotian's caravan all knew Ling Luoyan's identity. Although Ling Luoyan was a woman, she disguised herself as a man. In front of outsiders, everyone called her a young master, and no one called her a young lady.

In addition to the guards who rushed forward as if they were dead, dozens of other guards protected Ling Luoyan and retreated back. The workers had already fled in all directions.

"Canopy!" Like dozens of whirlwinds, the dozen black-clothed masters from the Beitang family crashed directly into the group of guards. Suddenly, blood burst out, broken weapons flew up, and then people also flew up. . Like a broken sack, thrown away by a violent force, the person was already dead in mid-air.

A killing broke out on the ancient road under the moonlit night.

"Vulnerable!" Beitang was as proud as a black sharp sword. He directly attacked hundreds of guards, and a strange wave of energy erupted from his body. All the weapons that were struck at him were inexplicably intact. The unmoving one was turned back and slashed at the guards who were attacking him.

Beitang Ao didn't bother to pay attention to these guards. He put his hands behind his back and quickly passed through hundreds of guards. Wherever he passed, the guards beside him all came to the end.

He did not take action against those guards. Those guards all died under their own swords. Such unpredictable magical powers made all the guards tremble with fear.

But no one backed down because of this, and no one backed away because of Beitang Ao's unpredictable magical power. A group of green-clothed guards still charged towards Beitang Ao fiercely.

"Hand over that thing, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse!" Beitang Ao swept away the extremely embarrassed look that Gu Fei had just made, and chased Ling Luoyan and the others with extremely powerful strides.

The guards who rushed to kill Xiang Beitang Ao couldn't even touch Beitang Ao's clothes with the weapons in their hands, and they died inexplicably under their own weapons.

All the way towards Ling Luoyan, who was retreating in a panic, there were constant sounds of bodies hitting the ground. Blood dyed the bluestones on the ancient road red, and then seeped under the road from the gaps.

The Tsing Yi guards of the Haotian caravan are simply not on the same level as the masters trained by a cultivating family like the Beitang family. The shouts of killing were earth-shattering. The screams of the Tsing Yi guards at the moment of death were shrill and harsh, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Damn it, the ancient road instantly turned into a hell on earth.

"Beitang Ao..." Uncle Zhong saw that most of the guards he had trained were killed or wounded in an instant. He couldn't help but feel his fingertips split open. He said "Wow!" and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hehe!" Beitang smiled arrogantly and approached Ling Luoyan, Uncle Zhong and others. A black hole seemed to be formed around him, making it impossible to feel any of his breath. He... seemed to not exist.

A guard in yellow put his feet on the ground, jumped up, and the long sword in his hand turned into a bright stream of light and struck Beitang Ao head-on.

"Go to hell!" The leader of the guards in yellow yelled angrily. King Kong glared angrily with determination on his face. He knew that this demon-like guy would reverse his moves, but he still took action.

"Hmph!" Beitang Ao sneered disdainfully and continued to move forward like a leisurely stroll.

Sure enough, before the bright sword light hit Beitang Ao, the leader of the yellow-clothed guards felt his wrist suddenly shake. Then, the sharp sword light he struck was reversed in his horrified eyes. Then he turned back and chopped it down on his own head.

Exactly the same move, the same sharpness, the same indomitable move, "Pfft!", a cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, and two corpses fell from the air. The leader of the guards in yellow was cut in half by his own sword.

Seeing this scene, Ling Luoyan, Xiaocui, and Xiaoyue, the two maids, turned pale with fear. The extremely bloody scene made them feel tight in their chests, and they felt the urge to vomit.

"Master, I don't have time to play with you anymore." Beitang Ao had an evil smile on his face, and then grabbed the seriously injured Uncle Zhong with his right hand, completely ignoring the twenty or thirty guards who were protecting Ling Luoyan.

Of the dozens of Tsing Yi guards who had protected the retreat of Ling Luoyan, Zhong Bo and others, only twenty or thirty people were left, and even their commander died tragically.

However, it has to be said that the Tsing Yi Guards of the Haotian Caravan are extremely loyal to Ling Luoyan. Even in the face of a terrifying enemy like Beitang Ao who they know to be invincible, they still show no sign of collapse and no one dares to do so without permission. get away.

Thousands of cyan energy threads shot out from Beitang Ao's right hand like silk, and wound towards Uncle Zhong who was protected by a group of guards.

"Chi chi chi..." The extremely thin green threads of energy quickly traveled through the void, making a slight sound of breaking through the air. Everyone's expressions changed horribly, and they felt desperate.

Even Uncle Zhong's arm was cut off by this weird black hair! This ghost thing can even cut weapons. If a person is entangled, why not die in court without a complete body?

Just when Ling Luoyan and others thought that they would inevitably die, a small purple shadow suddenly shot out from the dense forest next to the ancient road.

The purple shadow came so fast that it was snatched away from Beitang Ao's energy and fell into the crowd before it rushed into the group of guards in an instant.

With a cry of "Lie!", everyone felt a purple shadow flash in front of their eyes, and the clothes on Uncle Zhong's chest split open, revealing the close-fitting clothes underneath.

"Not good!" Uncle Zhong's thoughts came to him, and he spread out the five fingers of his left hand and immediately grabbed the purple shadow on his chest. Although he broke his arm, his reaction was very fast.

However, the purple shadow had already put its claws on Uncle Zhong's chest and flew backwards. Only then did everyone see clearly that this fast-moving little thing was actually a very cute little purple mink the size of a fist.

This little mink is different from ordinary sables. It is much smaller than ordinary sables. It has a pair of big ruby-like eyes, revealing incomparable spirituality. On his forehead, there is a deep purple vertical line, which looks like a closed eye.

"Three... three-eyed mink!" Beitang Ao couldn't help but be moved when he saw this little beast at first sight. What shocked him the most was that the little beast actually held a small box in its claws.

This is a brocade box, three fingers wide and less than half a foot long. It is covered with spiritual talismans. The spiritual power is flowing and seems to be emitting a misty light. Obviously, this is a box sealed by a talisman.

The little beast was holding the box, which was extremely funny, like a child carrying a big stick, which was very awkward.

The movement of the little beast holding the box has obviously slowed down, but it is still very fast. It is like a purple shadow leaping quickly among the crowd, trying to pounce into the dense forest next to the ancient road.

"Hurry and catch that sable!" How could Beitang Ao care about Ling Luoyan and others at this time? He waved his right hand, and the thousands of green threads immediately changed direction and shrouded the three-eyed mink.

After hearing Beitang Ao's shout, the dozen or so men in black also rushed towards the little beast. They have only one purpose, and that is the brocade box held in the little beast's claws!
  (End of this chapter)