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Chapter 130 The Grandmaster Realm

When I arrived outside the city, it was drizzling in the sky, and in the twilight, there was no pedestrian on the road.

Yang Fugui acted as a coachman, drove the carriage and moved forward slowly.

Yang Dazhi sat beside Yang Fugui and chatted with him in a mess.

Yang Xu was sitting alone in the carriage. For some reason, he always felt uneasy today and his eyelids were beating.

"The left eye twitches wealth, the right eye twitches disaster... Could it be that it is today's cement business, and it's because of the unhappy mood?"

Yang Xu murmured to himself.

At this moment, figures flashed in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road, followed by a rapid sound of arrows breaking through the sky.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

...

Arrows shot towards the carriage where Yang Xu was located like rain.

Yang Xu's facial features are now extremely sharp. When he heard this sound, he knew he had been attacked.

"Be careful sir!"

Outside the carriage, the shouts of Yang Fugui and Yang Dazhi sounded.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Yang Xu's body directly broke through the roof of the carriage and jumped up in the air.

The dense rain of arrows shot through his feet, while others were deeply nailed to the carriage.

Yang Fugui and Yang Dazhi both reacted quickly and avoided this round of arrow rain without any danger.

Both of them have rich combat experience. Before the attackers could shoot out the second round of arrows, they rushed into the dense forest on one side like lightning.

They understand that when the other party holds a crossbow, only by fighting at close range and not giving the other party the chance to shoot arrows can one turn defeat into victory.

Yang Xu also understood this truth, so after his figure fell from the air, he rushed into the dense forest with Yang Fugui and Yang Dazhi and fought with the attackers.

Yang Xu was glad that he had learned martial arts, and he had to teach the magical and changeable body techniques. Otherwise, he would have been injured even if he did not die.

Although his strength is far less than that of a first-class master, he has the magical and ever-changing body skills, even if a first-class master wants to hurt him, it will not be easy.

There were more than 30 attackers, all wearing night clothes. Not only did they have strong single combat power, but they also cooperated with tacit understanding and had a moderate attack and defense. You could tell at a glance that they had undergone rigorous training.

Half of the attackers held swords and half of them held crossbows, and divided into two encirclements inside and outside, launching a siege on Yang Xu and the other three.

The sword-holder had a fierce attack, so he did not give Yang Xu and the other two a chance to breathe.

The crossbow holder is outside and will attack him with a cold arrow whenever he sees an opportunity.

Yang Dazhi and Yang Xu are skillful in body movements, like ghosts, and can avoid cold arrows in time.

Yang Fugui picked up a broken wooden board on the carriage before rushing into the dense forest. It can be used for attack and self-defense. Although it is dangerous, it is not injured.

In terms of single combat power, more than 30 attackers were not as good as Yang Fugui and Yang Dazhi, but they joined forces to siege and matched with crossbows, so the power was very terrifying. Even the first-class masters would be at a disadvantage here.

"It won't work if this continues!"

Yang Xu knew that the enemy was strong and we were weak, and he was besieged like this, his final outcome would be death.

More than 30 attackers were constantly narrowing the encirclement, and the range of Yang Xu and the three others could move was getting smaller and smaller, and the danger was getting bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, a white shadow fell from above the head, and the sword light shining, several unexpected attackers died.

"Baozhu?"

After seeing the white shadow's appearance clearly, Yang Xu and the other three were both surprised and happy.

Yang Xu thought to himself that Yang Hongyu once said that she would protect herself in secret, but it seemed that she was not just talking.

Dozens of attackers were indeed well-trained. Despite the joining of Yang Hongyu, a top expert, they reorganized the attack after a brief passiveness.

Yang Xu felt that the target of these attackers must be himself.

Because he discovered that since more than 30 attackers appeared, most of the swords in their hands were greeting them desperately.

If it weren't for Yang Fugui, Yang Dazhi and Yang Hongyu tried their best to stop him, Yang Xu felt that he might have been chopped up by the attackers around him with swords.

"Who are you?"

Yang Xu had free time and asked loudly.

The answer to him was the more violent attacks from the attackers.

"Fuck! I'm just an acquaintance!"

Yang Xu pointed to the attackers and said, "I am the King of Qin now. Attacking me is equivalent to attacking the King of Qin. This is a serious crime! When you are killed, you must let the King of Qin check your origins and identities carefully! I found out and kill your nine clans!"

He said this on purpose to disrupt the fighting spirit and confidence of the attackers.

How could he know that the more than thirty attackers were orphans since childhood and were adopted by their masters behind them. After strict training, they became dead soldiers without any feelings and like walking dead men.

They only obey their masters. Whoever their master asks them to kill, they will do their best to attack regardless of life and death.

Yang Xu and others, the only way to get rid of these dead soldiers was to kill them all.

But these attackers were brave and fierce, and were not afraid of life and death. They were like beasts. How easy was it to kill them all?

Even Yang Hongyu, a top expert, felt a big headache when facing the attackers' fighting style of using their lives to win over their lives.

More than thirty attackers, after paying more than ten people, successfully divided and surrounded Yang Hongyu and the other four.

Although there were only four people who dealt with Yang Xu, these four people were the strongest among the attackers.

The swords in their hands kept greeting Yang Xu. Yang Xu did not dare to confront them head-on, so he had to continue to use the magical movements and transformed body techniques to avoid them.

At this moment, on a hill not far away, a man in black, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, stood proudly there holding a black sword.

The man in black was filled with evil spirits, and there was a faint smell of blood in the evil spirits.

Anyone who is involved in martial arts knows that the man in black must have killed many people, so that he will have such a strong blood-demonic aura.

Although Yang Hongyu was in the fight, she also noticed the man in black on the hill.

What shocked her was that although the man in black was far away from their battle formation, the strong aura she exuded made her feel like a mountain pressure.

She felt such pressure in her great-grandfather many years ago, but now she has reached the state of restraint and returning to the natural state, just like a sharp sword that can hurt people without being sheathed.

"The man in black is actually a powerful master! I wonder if he and these attackers are in the same group!"

Yang Hongyu couldn't help but feel a little anxious. If the man in black was an accomplice of these attackers, then today she, Yang Xu, Yang Fugui, and Yang Dazhi, would probably all fall here.
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