"Protect Your Highness!" Yinglie's tense voice came from outside the carriage, and the dead soldiers immediately counterattacked, these people had undergone Murong Canghai's harsh training, and they were first-class warriors of Great Qin, and their skills were excellent.

"Kill." I saw a wave of the yellow flag, and suddenly, silver arrows from all directions shot densely towards the sedan chair, like raindrops.

"Kill!" Murong Canghai's people flew up in unison, waving the sharp sword in their hands to block the flying silver arrows.

"Bang!" Only a boom was heard, and the top of the carriage was rushed away, and two white shadows flew up.

With a "boom", the entire carriage was immediately shot by thousands of arrows, turning into a dense hornet's nest, and Murong Canghai landed easily with Su Yueming in one hand without any damage.

Seeing the hand placed on Su Yueming's thin soft waist, a trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the man who was on top of the horse, and the short sword in his hand was clenched.

"Kill!" This time, his voice was even colder, with a cruel and ruthless intent.

Silver arrows came like rain.

They have only one goal - Murong Canghai!

He is like a serpent, like an eagle, with one against a thousand.

His figure froze in mid-air, and spun sharply against the arrows that flew in.

From beginning to end, his left hand never let go of Su Yueming, and flew up with him, Su Yueming only felt that the wind was whistling through his ears, and arrows rained in front of him.

The arrows that flew were taken by him as his own weapons and flew back.

"Poof!" I only heard a groan, under the moonlight, in the night light, blood splashed, murderous, and the front row of black-clothed people were all hit by arrows, and fell to the ground with the same speed, spitting blood.

The force was so great that all of them were killed.

"Hmph." He snorted softly and pursed his lips wickedly, this kind of arrogance is not possessed by ordinary people.

He smiled in his eyes, and looked at the man on the horse with great contempt.

"Kill!" The masked man in the black scarf waved the yellow flag again, as if he wanted to suppress the arrogance in Murong Canghai's eyes.

The dead soldiers, all of them in the shape of lightning, flew up quickly, and landed their arrows on the ground, although there were only twenty of them, but they did not hurt them in the slightest.

But the opponent was numerous, and continued to attack and attack one after another.

The front row fell, and the back surged again, like waves in the sea, not disappearing for a day.

Yellow flags, yellow flags, flashed in Su Yueming's eyes.

She closed her eyes, and after a moment, she raised her eyes to look at the face of the man in front of her, his chin, the lines were perfect as if it had been carefully carved, the expression on his face was cold, silent as water, and his whole body exuded a strong and pressing murderous aura.

Just later, a silver arrow flew in, and it was about to hit his heart, Su Yueming's heart suddenly tensed, like a full bow, and if he exerted any more force, it would be broken!

I saw that he suddenly turned sideways, and the arrow seemed to be pointed and fixed in the air.

The eyes of the black-clothed man on the horse flashed! There was a glint of disbelief in his eyes. Murong Canghai actually caught an arrow with such a fast speed with two fingers!

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Murong Canghai's eyes, and with the force of his hand, the arrow flew out, and the target was close to the man.

His heart trembled, his head deviated, although the arrow did not hit his heart, but it hit the jade crown above his head, the arrow went straight into his hair, only to hear a click, the jade crown shattered, and his three thousand green silk scattered and draped over his body.