Late at night, the wind blows.

On both sides of the official road thirty miles away from Wupan City, bamboo forests rustled.

A line of white horses galloped past the night, and the sound of horse hooves broke the "mirror" made of rain on the official road.

"Uncle Luo, let's let that guy go like that?" The young soldier who followed Luo Xiangwu asked with an indignant look on his face.

Luo Xiangwu, who was rushing forward with deep eyes, looked back at the young man after hearing this, turned his head again, and said patiently: "That guy?"

"Another twenty years have gone back, they are the famous Yanting Twins."

The young man looked disdainful: "So what? Wei Shou opposed the court and was demoted all the way. He went from being a county magistrate to a county magistrate. That was the laughing stock of the entire Dayan. Since Lu Guanshan wanted to follow Wei Shou's footsteps, why don't you take him? Let's go back to Beijing as soon as possible."

Seeing Luo Xiangwu, who was in the long road ahead, did not look back this time, the young man behind him naturally could not see the evil aura floating between his eyebrows at this moment.

This young man is called Jin Guanyan, and the Jin family is the second most important clan in the Great Yan Dynasty after the royal family. Jin Guanyan's father is Luo Xiangwu's immediate superior. If it weren't for this relationship, with Luo Xiangwu's nature, how could a subordinate question his decision one after another?

"Wei Shou and his wife offended the court and both died in Wupan City. So why didn't we eliminate the roots and kill the child?" Luo Xiangwu said again. Although Jin Guanyan is just a side branch of the Jin family, many things are mixed in this big Yan, with many families. You have me and I have you.

Even though Luo Xiangwu looked down on this playboy who was leaning against the Jin family and had to reach the threshold of the first realm at the age of 21, he still had to patiently tell him the reason.

"A fool, what's the difference between killing or not killing?" But Jin Guanyan did not sell the bill, curled her lips and responded arrogantly.

"The person the imperial court wants to kill is not to mention a fool. Even the bones that have been buried in the ground have to be dug out and cut them with a few knifes. The fool is still alive because someone doesn't want him to die. Who is that person? Who has such great ability and is willing to help the Yanting Twins who have already lost power?" Luo Xiangwu said in a silence, obviously trying his best to suppress some of his emotions in his heart. Unfortunately, Jin Guanyan did not guess the other party's consciousness.

He was all focused on his mind and went to think about this. Fortunately, although Jin Guanyan was a playboy, he was not stupid. Soon his eyes lit up and he slapped his forehead and said, "Are you talking about Lord Zhou Mu?"

But what greeted him was not Luo Xiangwu's praise, but...

"Wow!" Luo Xiangwu suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse, and the galloping horse stopped. Jin Guanyan, who was following behind, could not react in time. Although he hurriedly pulled the reins, the war horse shook his head in pain, which made Jin Guanyan dizzy and almost fell off the horse's back.

"What are you doing!" Jin Guanyan, who was sitting upright in a mess, looked at Luo Xiangwu immediately and asked angrily.

Luo Xiangwu pulled the reins, ignored the irritable Jin Guanyan, but looked ahead with a calm brow.

The night wind blew dark clouds, covering the stars in the sky, and the night became a little darker.

Looking down the straight official road, at the end of the road ahead, a figure almost blended into the night.

"Cang Yuwei is doing business! Those who block the way will die!" Luo Xiangwu's hand moved away from the reins and slowly placed it on the hilt of the knife on his waist. He stared at the figure ahead, frowning deeper and deeper.

On the straight official road, spread like a long dragon, there was silence, the figure was motionless, and the bamboo forest was still rustling.

Jin Guanyan also came back to his senses at this time. He looked at Luo Xiangwu disdainfully and secretly scolded Luo for being too timid and afraid of trouble. No wonder he had broken through the cultivation level of the two divine gates but still sat at the position of the seventh-grade general flag. He patted the horse on the back, and the horse under his crotch responded and came to Luo Xiangwu's side: "Hmph! If you dare to block the way of Cang Yuwei, just kill me."

Luo Xiangwu looked sideways at Jin Guanyan, who was about to be in trouble, thought a little, and then said, "Form a formation!"

Stop!

A neat sound of metal collision exploded, and more than twenty white horses connected into a line separated. In just a few breaths, Luo Xiangwu and the others lined up. The crossbows in their hands were raised and sharp arrows were raised.

In Jin Guanyan's opinion, this move was too much, but due to the rich gloomy look on Luo Xiangwu's face at this moment, he still knew how to swallow the words he had to his mouth.

"You have ten breaths to leave by yourself!" Luo Xiangwu said sternly, his eyes cold, and he stared at the figure ahead.

He is not as optimistic as Jin Guanyan.

The ancients said that only ignorant people can be fearless. After all, they have been in the officialdom for so many years. Luo Xiangwu saw at a glance that the people in front of him were coming for them. Looking at the Dayan Dynasty, there are only two types of people who dare to cause trouble for Cang Yuwei, either a fool who is ignorant of the sky and earth like Jinguanyan, or a cruel person who dares not take the entire Dayan Dynasty seriously.

Luo Xiangwu really hoped that the person in front of him was the former, but reason told him that this hope was more like a luxury.

Ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

Luo Xiangwu's eyebrows surged and he shouted, "Shoot the arrow."

call out!

Several sounds of breaking through the sky exploded.

More than twenty silver lights cut open the vast night at the same time and headed straight to the end of the official road.

hold head high!

As those sharp arrows reached halfway, a loud long whisper suddenly burst out from the black shadow's body. The black shadow's clothes were stirred in the night wind, and the last little starlight was covered by dark clouds, and the world was dark.

Luo Xiangwu stared at the front with his eyes, holding the hilt of the knife, and his knuckles turned white.

The structure of the Divine Machine Crossbow is exquisite, and the Fiery Feather Arrow is a famous weapon in the North of the Great Yan Dynasty. The power of the two is enough to make cultivators below the third level scared. But Luo Xiangwu was a little uneasy.

Seeing twenty feathered arrows flying into the black shadow, it seemed that the next moment, the feathers would burst and blood would splatter all over the world.

boom!

But at that moment, the sky suddenly exploded with a dull sound.

A thick purple light penetrated through the sky, and the dazzling light made Luo Xiangwu's eyes hurt, making it difficult for a moment to see things.

Bang, bang, bang...

Immediately afterwards, a series of muffled sounds came from the front. The years of experience using this object allowed Luo Xiangwu to clearly distinguish the sound of the Lie Yu arrow exploded, and at the same time made him realize that the time it took for Lie Yu to explode was a little longer.

And this extra time of less than a breath can illustrate many problems.

For example, the Fiery Feather Arrow crosses the black shadow and falls on the ground behind it and explodes, so that it will fly a little longer and take longer.

For example, before the purple lightning penetrated the sky, the sharp arrow was only half a foot away from the man. With the string power of the Shenji Crossbow, if you want to avoid the sharp arrow within such a short distance, it means that this man's body movement is extremely fast.

And if he had such a fast body movement, the distance between them would be nothing to him...

Thinking of this, Luo Xiangwu was shocked and thought it was not good. He almost subconsciously pulled out the tiger knife on his waist.

Clang.

Accompanied by the sound of the collision of sharp weapons, Luo Xiangwu felt something as sharp as the surface of the Hu Ben Knife.

The pain caused by the strong light gradually dissipated, and Luo Xiangwu was able to see the situation clearly - a masked man wearing a night outfit and a little thin body. Except for the other party's figure, he should be a young man or a short man, Luo Xiangwu found it difficult for him to capture any other information.

The masked man was frustrated with a blow, and his body jumped away, retreated several feet, stabilizing his body with one hand.

A strange look flashed in Luo Xiangwu's eyes. The man's speed was amazing. It was obvious that he could rush to him in the blink of an eye. However, the force that had just fallen on his sword was so small that he felt strange. He secretly felt that he looked at the man again.

At this time, the man also turned his attention to Luo Xiangwu.

When the two looked at each other, Luo Xiangwu felt the sharp murderous intent in each other's eyes. It was something that could only burst out with the firmest determination or the most bone-bone hatred.

Luo Xiangwu was not surprised by this. There were too many people in the entire Dayan Dynasty who wanted to kill them, but too few people dared to kill them. From the other party's actions just now, Luo Xiangwu realized that the person in front of him seemed to have only courage, but he might not really have that strength.

The Cang Yu Guards around them also came back from this change, and their bodies jumped up from the war horses at the first time and landed in front of the man in black. "I have done the strong outside and learned some tricks of the worms and wanted to find the trouble of the Cang Yu Guard." Years of experience in life and death made Luo Xiangwu understand the truth that soldiers never get tired of deceitful. He shouted sternly: "Little ones, kill this beast with me!"

When Cangyu Guards around him heard this, they moved in response. Twenty bright blades lit up in the night when the stars and moon were gone, and they took the man in black. Seeing this, Jin Guanyan on the side also wanted to step forward, but was pulled by Luo Xiangwu.

"What are you doing?" Master Jin was naturally dissatisfied and turned his head and frowned.

"Young Master, the world is dangerous, and it's not bad to be sensible." Luo Xiangwu stared at the man in black who was defeated step by step under the blade of Cang Yu Guard, who seemed to have no power to fight back, and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, Uncle Luo is too cautious, and that guy didn't know where to find something similar to the divine movement talisman. Only this axe, you see, he doesn't look like he has enough energy now. Kill him quickly and let's go earlier." Jin Guanyan had long been dissatisfied with Luo Xiangwu's cautiousness everywhere. When he lifted the energy around him, his shoulders were shocked. Luo Xiangwu's arm pressing on him was broken away by him at that time.

"Uncle, wait until I take his head back." Jin Guanyan chuckled, slapped his horse's back suddenly, and passed over the crowd in front of him. The tiger sword that was unsheathed was flashing with a cold light, and slashed at the neck of the man in black who had fallen to the ground and was forced into a dead corner.

The tiger knife is made by making steel, blowing hair and cutting iron like mud.

The angle of this knife is tricky and its strength is very terrifying under the galloping of the war horse.

Luo Xiangwu couldn't find a reason for this person to pass this sword, unless he could have another divine movement talisman like that just now.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiangwu's brow suddenly frowned, and a burst of uneasiness appeared in his heart again - something was wrong!

"The God-Sport Talisman..." he murmured to himself, and then his pupils suddenly dilated. He remembered the long roar that exploded from the man in black just now: "No! That's not the God-Sport Talisman!"

He shouted loudly, but Jin Guanyan, who rushed to the man in black, could not hear his voice, or even if he heard it, he would not have time to put away his knife at this moment.

Jinguanyan cannot die! Such thoughts came to Luo Xiangwu's mind at the first time. He quickly slapped the horse on his back, and the war horse was connected to his heart. At that time, the horse's hooves raised and headed straight for Jinguanyan.

Jin Guanyan's blade was getting closer and closer to the man in black. Luo Xiangwu, who was chasing behind him, whipping the horse's back vigorously while staring at the man in black who fell to the ground. His head was a little confused and even more uneasy, and he kept thinking about a question in his mind: What was the voice just now?

This question seems a bit inappropriate at this time, but intuition tells Luo Xiangwu that the answer to this question is very important.

The blade of the Tiger Blade was only less than three inches away from the neck of the man in black. This distance made Jin Guanyan secretly think that everything was ready, and also made Luo Xiangwu wonder whether he was really too cautious as Jin Guanyan said.

But just as Luo Xiangwu was about to reach out and hold the reins, he saw the thin man in black placing on the ground and holding his body tightly, and his back arched in a strange posture, which was an action that only the beast would do - preheating before tearing the prey.

"Young Master! Be careful!" Luo Xiangwu's heart was shocked and he shouted at that time.

hold head high!

The sound rang out again, submerging Luo Xiangwu's roar in the sky.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, a thunder sounded from the sky, and a purple electric python streaked across the sky again, and the heavy rain poured in an instant.

The black figure really jumped up like a beast. One of his feet stepped on the head of the Jinguanyan war horse, exerting great force. The war horse wailed, but its figure inevitably stopped at that time. The thin man in black used this force to jump up again, rolling in the air, and a sharp dagger cut through the raindrops, and under Jinguanyan's horror gaze, he neatly tore open his throat.

The rainstorm was pouring, and the rainwater accumulated on the official road, carrying the warm blood of Jinguan Yanshu began to flow along the road, extending all the way to Luo Xiangwu's feet.

Luo Xiangwu looked at the thin figure who was arching towards him and looked dim.

The questions that echoed in my mind for a long time finally had an answer at this moment.

That sound...
Chapter completed!