The Blood Rakshasa didn't have that much effort to find any hidden weapons, poisons, and the like, and the things she used were simple and easy, such as the stone just now, and the lime now.

At the moment when the lime spilled, the Blood Rakshasa that had been prepared for a long time had already covered it with its sleeves. While everyone else hurriedly closed their eyes for fear of the lime's burns, the Blood Rakshasa could see the enemy through the light veil on his sleeve.

This is the perfect time for a sneak attack!

The sword of the Blood Rakshasa swung through the crowd, slaying them all at once. After that, he no longer fell in love with the fight, hurriedly jumped into the carriage, and quickly fled with Begonia.

Although these people on the ground have suffered, there are still a group of people on the roof! The lime that had been thrown just now did not affect their vision. As soon as the Blood Rakshasa and Begonia fled in their cars, the people on the roof immediately chased after them.

"Shoot the arrows!" The White Tiger Envoy gave the order.

Suddenly, a swishing sound of breaking the sky hit, and the carriage of the Blood Rakshasa was pierced into a hedgehog.

Do you think you're the only ones who have bows and arrows?

The Blood Rakshasa lifted the curtain in the carriage, shot an arrow, and hastily lowered the curtain to prevent people outside from seeing the situation in the carriage.

Someone was immediately shot, and the Blood Rakshasa heard a scream from outside.

After a pause, the Blood Rakshasa lifted the curtain again and released another arrow.

One more person was shot.

The Blood Rakshasa fired back to make these people angry, and the dense arrows shot in as if they didn't want money.

The window, which only hung the curtain, became the weakest point, and the archers outside basically shot arrows at it, suppressing the Blood Rakshasa and making it impossible for her to fight back.

No, if they go on this way, they will shoot the horses, and if the horses are shot, they will not be able to escape.

The Blood Rakshasa looked at it with a look of absoluteness, and suddenly jumped out of the carriage. With a light touch on his toes, he rushed towards the people on the roof!

The sleeve of her left hand was constantly waving with the blessing of internal force, blocking the arrows that hit her, and in her right hand, holding a sword, rushed to an archer and killed him with a single sword!

"Not good! Concentrate on the offensive! The White Tiger Messenger shouted again.

These people are archers because they are not as strong in melee combat. And once this kind of long-range attacker is approached, it is difficult to exert his power again.

The White Tiger Emissary was also well aware of this, and gave up the carriage that was still running on the ground, and asked all the archers to shoot at the Blood Rakshasa with a powerful attack, hoping to make the Blood Rakshasa unable to get close with a powerful attack.

At this moment, the Blood Rakshasa was no longer able to stop so many bows and arrows with his sleeves alone, and could only wave his left and right hands together to resist the attack.

That way, she couldn't kill.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Blood Rakshasa became more powerful under his feet, rushing in front of an archer at a faster speed.

Then Langya's seven-step leg technique was cast, and before everyone could see it, she had already circled behind the archer, and the empty hand had firmly grasped him.

One qiē happened so fast that the rest of the people didn't react before they saw that all the arrows they shot fell on their companions.

The Blood Rakshasa let go of the arrowman who had become a hedgehog, and attacked the person closest to her.

With the lessons of the past, the rest of the people did not dare to let go of arrows at will. With his hands and feet shrunk, the Blood Rakshasa received fewer attacks, and the pressure on his body was greatly reduced. When no one dared to shoot her, he killed a few more people.

There were fewer and fewer people on the roof, and the pressure of the Blood Rakshasa became lighter. But she didn't dare to be careless, after all, she was fighting with so many people, and the internal force in her body was depleted very quickly.

Seeing that her internal strength is about to be exhausted, if she can't kill all these people, it will be their turn to be the sword, and she has become a fish.

When the White Tiger Envoy saw the situation in front of him, his heart was on fire.

"All, fight for me!" The White Tiger Messenger shouted.

The Blood Rakshasa originally thought that this was a morale-boosting word, but when these killers heard this, they immediately started a strange exercise, their eyes turned red, and the aura on their bodies skyrocketed.

A strong sense of crisis arises spontaneously!

The Blood Rakshasa suddenly understood that this must be a life-fighting exercise, which can improve people's skills in a short period of time, but it is estimated that the time will not last too long, and it will cause irreparable consequences to the body, maybe it is to die!

The Blood Rakshasa didn't even think about it, and immediately turned around!

With the internal force that you have seen in the void to confront these people who are bursting with internal strength in your body, where can you have a chance of winning!

But where will they let the Blood Rakshasa escape!

After running this strange technique, they even increased their speed a lot, and in the blink of an eye, they caught up with the Blood Rakshasa and surrounded her.

Seeing that Miss was in trouble, Begonia, who was driving the carriage on the ground, didn't run away, she wouldn't just run away with herself, leaving Miss alone!

And those killers didn't look at Haitang at all, their target was only the Blood Rakshasa, and they had already used this desperate exercise, so they naturally wanted to kill the Blood Rakshasa with all their might, how could they have the kung fu to kill a little girl!

Although these archers were not good at progressing, after surrounding the Blood Rakshasa at this time, they had already lost the bows and arrows in their hands and were ready to fight the Blood Rakshasa in close quarters.

Several people besieged at the same time, and the sword in the hand of the Blood Rakshasa was immediately intertwined with them. But in just a few rounds, one of them struck the Blood Rakshasa in the wrist and slapped the sword out of her hand.

In this way, the Blood Rakshasa is even more dangerous.

had no choice but to perform empty-handed moves such as the Phaseless Phantom Palm and the Overlord Divine Fist, but as soon as the palm of her hand was paired with the opponent, she felt a domineering force suddenly burst out of the opponent's palm, making her unable to hold back again and again.

More flaws were revealed at this moment, and immediately several more people hit her from behind the Blood Rakshasa.

The Blood Rakshasa immediately turned around, holding her body as if her internal organs were burning, and used two different exercises with both hands, one for the Phaseless Phantom Palm and the other for the Overlord Divine Fist, and struck at the people who were besieging her.

But after performing that kind of strange technique, the killer's body has also become extremely strong, and he can obviously hurt the opponent with a palm, but the other party has not reacted in the slightest.

In this way, the Blood Rakshasa had no chance of winning, and after a few more moves, the Blood Rakshasa was already more seriously injured.

There is no way back. The Blood Rakshasa showed a ruthless face, didn't defend it, and didn't care about the attacks of others, sending all its power to one person!

Finally, the attack worked, and the man immediately lost the ability to attack.

But it was precisely because of this, and the rest of the people's attacks were all hit on the Blood Rakshasa body. A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Blood Rakshasa, and her man fell from the roof like a kite with a broken string.

Fortunately, the house was not too high, and the Blood Rakshasa was not shattered, but it made her already seriously injured body even more severe.

The remaining people who could still move immediately jumped from the rooftops, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the Blood Rakshasa .

But the Blood Rakshasa was still lucky, the place where she fell was exactly where her sword fell, and the Blood Rakshasa didn't care about the seriously injured body, so she quickly grabbed the sword at hand and slashed his ankle while one person was still standing firm.

But the rest of the people took advantage of this time to gain a firm foothold and attacked the Blood Rakshasa .

Seeing that the Blood Rakshasa was about to die completely this time, he heard a shout: "Look at my secret weapon!" ”

An object was thrown over, and immediately someone subconsciously raised their hand to catch it.

As a result, it turned out to be just a wine jar?

At this time, the Blood Rakshasa slashed a sword at the wine jar, and the jar exploded, spilling the wine inside.

As soon as the Blood Rakshasa's sword slashed on the ground, it immediately sharpened a string of sparks, and when he threw this string of sparks at those people, the wine immediately burned.

And the Blood Rakshasa took advantage of this time to help Begonia, who rushed over after throwing out of the wine jar, and hurriedly fled to the carriage.

As soon as the carriage started, the men behind it had already chased after them. With great perseverance, the Blood Rakshasa endured the pain in his body, picked up his bow and arrows again, lay on the roof of the car full of arrows, and pulled the bow and arrow with trembling arms, aiming at the people chasing after him.

An arrow was shot and missed.

The Blood Rakshasa has no strength, and it is already hard to pull out the bow, and the arrow shot by the trembling hand is naturally inaccurate.

The Blood Rakshasa gritted his teeth, another arrow!

This time I finally got it!

The Blood Rakshasa did not relax, and several arrows were shot in succession, and none of the arrows were off!

In the end, there was only one White Tiger Envoy left who had always dared to command from afar and had never fought in close combat.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the White Tiger Envoy didn't dare to continue the pursuit. So many martial arts masters have already died under the hands of the Blood Rakshasa , how can he, a person whose kung fu is not as good as theirs, dare to step forward to fight?

The reason why he dared to show his face this time was that he thought that he would definitely be able to kill the Blood Rakshasa with such a big wave of people, but he didn't expect that the dead soldiers even used the exercises to fight for their lives, but they still let the Blood Rakshasa escape.

Although there were a few dead soldiers who were not shot to death by the Blood Rakshasa, they could not survive after running this exercise, and it was no different from dying. He can be said to be completely annihilated.

He didn't dare to chase the Blood Rakshasa, but he didn't dare to go back to the emperor to give his life. Bringing out so many people all died, and let the Blood Rakshasa escape, he was really afraid that His Majesty would kill him in anger.

But if you don't go back, pretend that you also died in this assassination, and quietly live an incognito life?

No, it doesn't. He is a member of the White Tiger Country, and his net worth and life are all in the hands of the emperor.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, and he decided to go back to the White Tiger National Master to return to his life.

Sure enough, when he returned to the White Tiger Country and told the emperor about the assassination, it caused the emperor's majesty to thunder.

"Idiot! Rubbish! The White Tiger Emperor scolded angrily and smashed a cup into the White Tiger Emissary's head.

The messenger kneeling on the ground did not dare to move, his head was smashed by the cup, and a wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of his forehead and flowed into his eyes, and he did not dare to wipe it.

He could know how angry the emperor was. It was not easy for each of those dead soldiers to be cultivated, and this time he gave him so much, but he still messed things up.

He could only hope that his immobility would reduce his sense of existence, lest the emperor would put him to death in a fit of rage.