In less than half a cup of tea, sure enough, a dozen knights in black clothes and black armor braved the rain to come to the tattered convoy. The tall black-clad leader of the Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info was wrapped in a red cloak, and his black helmet was full of spikes, which was extremely hideous. I saw his left hand raised high, and the black-clothed knights behind him stopped their horses one after another, and the horses under their crotch were spewing white smoke in the rain and mist, and it looked like they had gone through a long run. Although the men were sleepy and the horses were scarce, the knights' uniform stopping movements did not drag the mud and water, and they appeared to be well-trained. The black-clothed leader looked at the tragic massacre of the horse convoy in front of him, waved his left hand forward, and the knights behind him lined up with four horses, and quickly turned over and dismounted, rushed into the convoy to search for it, and the rest of the knights drove their horses to the vicinity to guard. Soon, a one-eyed knight approached the bursy cloth, who had been disemboweled, and after confirming the skeleton pattern on his chest, he immediately waved in the direction of the black-clothed leader.

The black-clothed leader's originally godless eyes burst into a glimmer of light, and as soon as the reins in his hand were pulled, he immediately drove his horse forward, and the two guards followed behind. The black-clothed leader came to the burlap corpse and turned over and dismounted, bent down and took out a black cloth to wipe the water marks on the skull tattoo on the chest of the coarse cloth: "Well, a stinky snake in the union of all things, where is the cargo hidden?" The One-Eyed Knight truthfully announced: "According to the information of the Mad Dog, the cargo should be hidden in the stomach of the snake", the black-clothed leader looked back on the huge wound on the abdomen of the snake (our coarse cloth has a name), and various internal organs that should have been wrapped in the abdomen were scattered around. The pouring rain did not affect the black-clothed leader's vision at all, and almost instantly, his stomach soaked in water was found, and he saw his right hand move slightly, and a dark sword appeared in his hand, and then with a slight turn of his wrist, the stomach that was originally soaked in the rain had been brought to the black-clothed leader by the sword.

Although he already had the worst plan in his heart, but facing the empty "warehouse" in front of him, the black-clothed leader was still not in a very good mood, with a flick of his wrist, the "warehouse" at the tip of the sword was suddenly torn to pieces by the fierce fighting spirit, and the fighting energy exploded along the tip of the sword to the dirt on the side of the snake, and the impact force made the body of the snake automatically turn over, and the huge wound on the back of the head was immediately exposed. "Ice pick, the one who instantly killed this bronze eighth-order snake is a magician who is at least the fifth order of silver" The black-clothed leader made an accurate judgment of the murderer the moment he saw the wound, "Inform me of the mad dog, just say that we are late, the goods have been lost, ask him to send someone over to deal with the scene, and ask him to collect the list of all the teams that have appeared within a radius of five hundred miles today, especially the team with magicians above the fifth order of silver, and no one can be let go." "Yes", the Cyclops Knight immediately took out a scroll from his arms after hearing the order of the black-clothed leader, opened it and whispered a few words, and the scroll emitted a bright light with a "boom" and disappeared into the hands of the Cyclops.

After the one-eyed knight completed the transmission of information, the black-clothed leader did not say a word, turned around and straddled the horse, tightened the reins and prepared to turn around, suddenly, his eyes that had been half-squinted suddenly opened, and the dark sword flashed in his hand again, only to see him swing the sword in one hand against the void, and instantly burst out of fighting spirit, sweeping towards the "BMW car" not far from him in the horse convoy. And the scorched black "BMW", which was originally lifeless in the heavy rain, also burst out in an instant with a golden fighting energy, and the two golden fighting qi "swished" together in mid-air, making a loud sound comparable to thunder. The rain within two meters around the center of the impact instantly evaporated, followed by a circular shock wave, knocking out all the obstacles within a radius of seven or eight meters nearby, and an unlucky black-clothed knight was closer, and after letting out a terrible scream, he flew into the air with countless items, the armor on his body was seriously deformed, and blood from his mouth and nose spurted out, which was estimated to be more auspicious.

The black knights who were on guard in the vicinity were taken aback by the sudden appearance of the battle, and as elite warriors who had been in battle, they reacted instantly: they immediately drove their horses to form an encirclement and cut off the enemy's escape route. The battle situation changed rapidly, and the shock wave of vindictive spirit smashed the broken "BMW car" to pieces at once, and a vague black shadow floated out instantly before this, taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, and fled backwards to the outside. The speed of the black shadow was very fast, the fighting spirit flashed under his feet, and he tapped continuously on the ground, and his figure rose and fell several times, and in the blink of an eye, he had already floated out of more than thirty meters, and he was about to break out of the encirclement formed by the black knight. The black-clothed leader also reacted quickly and shouted: "Block the assassin." Then he took a sword in his hand and leaped in the direction of the black shadow, and pursued closely. The two knights of the guards also roared and struck the Assassin from the left side with their swords, striking him on the left side. The regressing assassin held a crooked dagger in his right hand, his eyes were always locked on the head of the black-clad leader, and his clenched left hand flicked in the direction of the two knights, who flew upside down from their horses as if they had hit an invisible stone pillar, and the blood in the sky mixed with rain scattered on the ground behind them.

The black-clothed leader's eyes that witnessed the tragic situation of his subordinates were almost bursting with fire, and his legs clamped hard, and the speed of the horse under his crotch increased a little under the pain, and the distance between him and the figure who was galloping out with the help of his fighting spirit was a little closer. The death of the two guards did not make the black knights flinch, and another black knight slapped his horse and arrived, drew a scimitar in his right hand, and slashed at the black shadow. The black shadow turned and jumped as he retreated, and the dagger bent in mid-air and lit up, facing the scimitar that had taken advantage of the momentum. With a "bang", two black shadows staggered by. The black knight's right hand burst into the tiger's mouth, the originally powerful scimitar was slashed out, the steel armor at the heart position was cut a deep hole, blood mixed with heart fragments gushed out, and his face showed an expression of disbelief, and he slowly fell off the horse. Although the black shadow defeated the enemy with one move, it was delayed by the black knight, and the figure of the wind immediately slowed down. At this time, the black-clad knight with good eyesight had already vaguely seen the appearance of the assassin - it was a graceful woman wearing a black night robe and a colorful streamer cloak! Although her face was covered with a veil, it was not difficult to see that she was a beautiful woman in the pair of apricot eyes that appeared on the veil.

The black-clothed leader closest to her saw it even more clearly, and roared: "Phantom Snake, you dare to commit murder under the nose of my Heavenly Demon Castle Protector Black Yaksha, don't you hurry up and arrest it." The woman he called the Marquis of the Phantom Snake let out a silver bell-like laugh while once again urging the fighting spirit under her feet with all her might: "Yaksha, just because you want to catch me?" Let your castle lord try it. The dark yaksha didn't say anything with a dark face, but silently increased the strength of his feet a little more, and the horse galloped wildly towards the Marquis of Phantom Snake and chased after him, and the speed of the two soared all the way, and after chasing and fleeing for more than ten miles, he gradually threw the rest of the black-clothed knights away......

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