The man in black struck with great agility and shot at the windy carriage. The face of the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes who was driving the car remained unchanged, he just looked at the man in black lightly, and said, "Is it the ninth order of the Condensation Source Realm?" Although it is good, it is purely an act of looking for death. ”

After speaking, he slowly stretched out his palm, and a huge cyan palm print appeared, colliding with the sharp punch of the man in black.

"Poof...... Heavenly Realm powerhouse!"

The man in black flew out upside down, spraying a thread of blood in the air, and then said in horror. The middle-aged man in Confucian clothes smiled indifferently, and was about to strike again, a powerful momentum spread, making the eyes of the man in black change drastically, and then he glanced at the carriage unwillingly, turning into a black shadow and sweeping away into the distance.

The middle-aged Confucian was just about to chase after him, but the voice of the stroke in the carriage came again: "Forget it, let's go!"

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

Answering softly, the middle-aged Confucian continued to drive the carriage forward. After another quarter of an hour, the carriage was not far from Feng Che's mansion. The carriage was moving slowly, surrounded by tall buildings, and the front was dim.

On a tall house not far ahead, Mingmo, dressed in black, was lying on the roof, looking at the carriage slowly driving below, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of evil arc, and his dark eyes were broken a little, and he glanced at a hundred meters away, on the same roof, there was also a man in black, with a faint breath, like a dormant cheetah. Minmo, who was waiting for his prey here, also found another person with the same purpose as him.

So Ming Mo didn't plan to make a move on Feng Che now, the praying mantis catching cicada yellow finch was behind, and what Ming Mo had to do was the yellow finch, because the man in black didn't find him, and he found the man in black.

As the wind-driven carriage approached, the man in black opposite Mingmo finally couldn't wait to make a move. A pitch-black sword slashed towards the windy carriage, causing the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes to change his face, and a qi blade in his hand struck out, defusing the blow, and at the same time shouted coldly: "What person, come out!"

"Hahaha...... I didn't expect that the people who drove the car under the Third Highness were all Heavenly Realm powerhouses, and I admired them!"

With a deep and arrogant voice, a middle-aged man in black with a sword appeared in front of the carriage.

"It's not like Your Excellency, a second-order powerhouse of the Heavenly Source Realm would actually do such a thing!" the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes sneered and said indifferently.

"I won't say much nonsense, hand over the Black Rock Rhino Horn, otherwise, the two of you will stay today. ”

The man in black didn't pay attention to the cynicism of the middle-aged man in Confucianism, and said coldly.

"This is absolutely impossible, didn't Your Excellency think that what you did today would make Your Majesty angry!" the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes refused, and then said lightly.

"Your Majesty's anger is none of my business, my task is to bring back the Black Rock Rhino Horn, in that case, don't blame me for being rude. ”

After the middle-aged man in black finished speaking, he kicked his feet, and the sword on the pitch-black long sword in his hand swallowed, and he slashed at the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes domineeringly.

In the face of such a powerful blow, the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes did not dare to hold it up, the green light flashed in his hand, and a huge source power big knife appeared in his hand, and his feet moved, meeting the blow of the middle-aged man in black. The sword collided, and the powerful strength made the two of them retreat one after another, but the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes took a few steps back, and the ground under his feet also showed a slight crack. This blow was a high judgment, but the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes was slightly inferior.

"Your Highness, this person is strong, I will stop this person for Your Highness, Your Highness will go first!"

The middle-aged man in Confucian clothes turned his head and said to Feng Che on the carriage, his face solemn.