Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

In front of the lush trees, a group of birds flutter from the dense forest and rush into the air. There is a faint smell of killing. There are enemies hidden in the forest!

Xiao He, as a team leader, has rich experience in actual combat. Aware of the danger, he looks serious. According to the location of the birds, there are ambushes on both sides of the official road, and the number is not small.

"Uncle Hai, please protect the young lady. If you are in danger, run away from here immediately!" Xiao He waved his hand to Ling Haidao seriously. Twelve silver guards lined up in front of the carriage. There was a strange peace at the scene. Twelve horses hesitated and trampled uneasily. Fengyimo's carriage is located at the back of the carriage. It's a utility car. It's indispensable for houye to travel. Pots and pans, toiletries, marching tents and laundry are all indispensable. It's full of a cart. At first, he was asked to follow him on foot. Later, because of his slow footwork and his good performance, he made an exception to take the carriage.

The driver was in a panic and trembled. Although he didn't see the bandit, he knew that something bad would happen. Just as he was about to jump out of the car and run away, a feather arrow flew in the distance and nailed the driver to the carriage! The driver of the front carriage was also nailed to the carriage.

"Catapult!" Looking back, Xiao he saw the long arrow shaft, which was more than five feet long and one inch and two thick. He exclaimed that ordinary bows and arrows could shoot a hundred paces at most, while the powerful crossbow could shoot 500 paces away!

"Go ahead, Miss protection!" Xiao He made the most wise decision and drove his horse forward. In front of the crossbow, any resistance is futile. The only solution now is to kill the bandits as soon as possible, or everyone will die. Besides, there won't be too many armour breaking crossbows. It's only one or two at most.

Sure enough, there were two arrows on the left and right sides in front of him. With his sword, Xiao he cut off one of the armor piercing arrows and galloped into the crowd in black who had been killed from the dense forest. His body tilted slightly. With his sword in his hand, he cut off half of a bandit's head, and the body rushed forward a few steps before falling to the ground.

The twelve silver guards are like twelve killing machines. Several of them rush back and forth and come out. More than forty people in black all fall into a pool of blood. Just as the other silver guards want to cheer, Xiao He turns his eyes to the deep forest. He feels that the murderous spirit is still there and the danger is not relieved.

"My friend, please show up!" Xiao He is covered with blood, and the blood drops from the silver armor. He is so angry and majestic that Feng Yimo, who has been paying attention to the war situation, nods and praises him secretly. What a hero!

"It's true that you are such a person in the army. It seems that the secular world is not all a bag of wine. With your skill and experience, you should not be just a silver guard. I heard that there are 18 gold guards in Tuyang marquis. You are not one of them

As the voice fell, a middle-aged man in his forties came out of the forest. He was wearing a square scarf, a Tibetan blue robe, a bun on his head, and barehanded. He almost flew on the grass and came to the silver guards in an instant.

Seeing this, Ling Hai jumped to the coachman's position, turned his horse's head and drove wildly. The other side sent out friars, which could not be resisted by the silver guards. It would be too late if he didn't escape! Lingya and Qiuju in the car are bloodless. They hold the car tightly and dare not make a sound. It's the first time that they see Uncle Hai in such a panic.

The middle-aged man smiles and doesn't chase. In his eyes, these soldiers are mole ants. How can they escape from their own hands?

Xiao He's eyes contracted and he was staring at the middle-aged man in front of him. His mouth was bitter. In the face of the friars, not to mention the twelve silver guards, there was no chance that even fifty of them would win. But in order to buy time for the young lady, he had to work hard! Exchange one's death for one's life!

"Set up Xiao He gave a loud shout, and the other eleven horses immediately ran around the middle-aged friar, raising countless smoke and dust. However, as soon as the middle-aged friar raised his hand, the smoke and dust around him seemed to be swept out by an invisible hand, which was extremely clean.

Whoosh!

In the face of danger, the silver guards took out their strong crossbows and aimed them at the middle-aged friars. The friars' sleeves and robes swung, and the arrows shot back one after another. They were more energetic and pierced the armor of the silver guards. Suddenly, seven people fell off their horses. The horse who lost his master ran away. Xiao he got an arrow in his arm and dyed his silver armor red with blood. He looked back in despair and saw that the carriage carrying the young lady had run away. He waved his sword to urge the horse to rush to the middle-aged monk.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill

The other four silver guards who survived also raised their weapons and ran to the middle-aged friar. They knew that they were going to die, but they didn't flinch. Feng Yimo was moved and admired. The powerful spirit sent out to the middle-aged friar.

The middle-aged monk sneered. As soon as he turned his wrist, a flying sword appeared, emitting a terrible light. He was about to take the head of five people, and then pursued the target. Suddenly, a divine consciousness that made him palpitate covered his whole body. His three-tier cultivation of Qi was like a boat in the sea, which could capsize at any time. That was the master of foundation building! Ignoring the killing, he quickly retreated and screamed, "please forgive me, master!"

The strong divine sense was quickly withdrawn, and the monk was sweating. He did not dare to delay any longer and ran away.

Xiao He's five people were shocked. Originally, they were all planning to die, but unexpectedly, the enemy ran away, and several people felt like they had survived.One man helps the team leader to bandage the wound. The other three bury the body of their companion, gather up the horses and chase the young lady. When they pass by Feng Yimo's carriage, they find that the new flower slave didn't run away. Xiao He strangles the horses and looks at Feng Yimo curiously: "why didn't you run away?"

The wind Yi Mo facial expression is insipid, don't speak, push off the body of the coachman, turn the front of the car, follow after the war horse.

"Come on, let's go and find the lady together!" Xiao He is very satisfied with Feng Yimo's bold color. He raises his hand and throws out a sleeve arrow. The sleeve arrow flies more than ten feet high, and then explodes to make a pleasant scream. This is the only signal of Tuyang Hou.

Uncle Hai, who is running wildly in the distance, strangles the carriage and looks back. Did Xiao he defeat the friar?

When he hesitated, twelve horses appeared in the distance, but seven of them were empty, and behind them was a slow carriage. The coachman had been replaced by huanu.

Ling Hai was delighted and said to Ling Ya in a low voice: "Miss, Xiao He, they are back!"

"Where is it?" Ling Ya was very excited. She lifted the car curtain and jumped down to meet the heroes.

After a discussion, a group of people decided to turn back and go the same way. If the assassination failed, there should not be a second wave of people. They had already sent out monks. If the monks failed once, they would not be shameless to ordinary people. Second, if you make a detour, it will increase the distance of ten days. It is too late. The longer the time, the greater the risk of danger.

Once again, the party came to the place where the incident happened. The corpses on the ground had disappeared. Xiao He and others did not dare to move on.