Liu Fenggu's men and horses this time are all elite soldiers, and they are not timid at all in the face of enemies who are almost twice as many as their own!

"Master, these people are two people!" Bai Zhu leaned against the carriage and carefully observed everything around him.

The scene was chaotic, and the fight between Wen Song and Elder Yin was extremely fierce, and it was difficult to tell who had the upper hand for a while. I don't know if it was intentional or not, the battle between the two became farther and farther. The rest of the guards held the carriage firmly behind them, fighting the enemy to prevent them from approaching the willow bones.

The bandits, who were also dressed in bandit clothes, could clearly see the difference in their kung fu paths, which should have come from two different organizations.

"I do care a little about the person who fought against Wen Song." Because sitting in the carriage, Liu Fenggu's voice didn't sound so clear. He paused, and then said again: "That old man's moves are fierce and fierce, Wen Song has met an opponent this time. ”

The windows were blocked by wooden bars, and Liu Fenggu's vision was somewhat blocked. He saw that Wen Song had been in a state of suppression, and frowned slightly.

This time, there were people from the rivers and lakes involved...

After a moment of silence, Liu Fenggu suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on a hidden bulge on the roof of the car. In Bai Nagisa's exclamation, the wooden strips blocking the doors and windows slowly shrank back.

"Sir!" Bai Zhu saw that Liu Fenggu opened the curtain at the car door, and he was about to get out. "The lord is dangerous! Get back in the car and the road will clear in no time! ”

The fight around here is in full swing, what if their thin-skinned and tender-fleshed master is injured!

"Don't worry." Liu Fenggu said calmly, but his movements kept getting off the carriage.

Bai Zhu's cold hair stood up, and he almost rushed over and stuck to Liu Fenggu's side to protect him, for fear that he would be injured in this chaos.

"What are you so nervous about?" Liu Fenggu glanced at Bai Zhu, who was almost on his body, and took a small step to the side.

Bai Zhu had an expression on his face that was about to cry, and he looked at the sword light and sword shadows that surrounded the city not far away, nervous at any time about the possible accidents.

"My lord! The sword doesn't have long eyes, and if you lose a hair and go back, Madame won't have to peel off all the skin! ”

"No, it won't." Liu Fenggu shook his head slowly, "It's not obvious that there is one more hair or one less hair. ”

"Sir, don't make fun of petty things!" Bai Zhu picked off the tip of the knife that was stabbed in the side with a sword, and sent the sword out with his backhand, sending away the thief who was covered in blood and broke through the defense line.

Liu Fenggu glanced at the corpse that fell in front of him, and sighed faintly.

"I don't need to keep my mouth alive." He said.

This group of people who came to assassinate them disguised as bandits are probably dead, and there is no need to stay at all.

But if you can catch their commander, it's different.

Raising his head, Liu Fenggu's gaze swept towards the mountain.

"My lord! It's not good! ”

The middle-aged man led by Zhang Jiana hid behind a rocky block on the mountain, and he took in the scene below the mountain, becoming more and more dignified.

The scene at this moment seems to be out of control, but if you look closely, you will find that the attendants of the Liu Mansion are all coping with ease. The specially trained people they brought with them didn't put any pressure on the accompanying guards!

The middle-aged man was horrified.

Everyone knows that the elite soldiers of the Liu family are brave and mighty, but that is just a legend, and no one has really seen them shoot! Since Liu Fenggu took office, except for the period of suppressing bandits, the lives of the people have become more and more stable in the future, and Liu Jiabing has no chance to appear again.

The people they brought were also elite soldiers, but they didn't have the advantage they should have compared to opponents who were twice as small.

It doesn't make sense at all!

You must know that training an elite soldier is completely different from cultivating an ordinary soldier, from diet to equipment to daily training, the financial energy consumed is by no means ordinary!

This Liu family is just a county guard, what do you want to do to cultivate so many soldiers who have a fight with the royal family's private soldiers...

The middle-aged man of the Zhang family felt that he had discovered something terrible.

Maybe this willow bone is not as harmless as it seems...

At this moment, Elder Yin's heart could not be calm.

He was a generation of elders of the outer sect of the White Cloud Sect, and he thought that dealing with an official attendant was completely handy, but he didn't expect this person to be so tricky!

Wen Song and Elder Yin's battle situation was a little stalemate, and after the two fought again, they each retreated, and stood there facing each other panting and looking at each other.

"Boy, what the hell are you!" Elder Yin's face was a little gloomy, and his right hand, which was hidden under the wide sleeves, trembled slightly, but he forcibly pressed it down.

Wen Song on the other side was a little more embarrassed than him.

The middle-aged man's face was slightly pale at the moment, and a trace of blood from the corner of his lips overflowed uncontrollably, which was wiped away by him with his raised hand.

"Whew..."Wen Song only felt that the blood was churning inside, he took a deep breath to calm his breath, and stared at Elder Yin with a frown, not daring to relax at all.

This old man's internal strength is full of yin damage, and he didn't notice that he was slapped on the shoulder by him for a while, and at this time, he only felt that the hot place was like being roasted by a soldering iron.

"I still have the strength to take the old man's palm, you..." Elder Yin squinted his eyes at Wen Song for a moment, and his gaze suddenly hit on his left hand holding the sword.

"Ten years ago, there was a terrifying 'invisible hand' in the rivers and lakes, and his left hand palm was superb. Later, this person disappeared overnight and was never heard from again, and it was rumored that he died with the enemy in revenge for the slaughter of the sect..."Elder Yin sneered, "It's you, the invisible hand ghost pine in the forest." ”

Wen Song's breathing froze without a trace, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Hmph, I didn't expect to retire for ten years, but I was willing to be a little squire."

"What is your purpose?" Wen Song didn't follow the other party's train of thought, and asked rhetorically.

It turns out that the two are not on the same channel at all, and neither wants to answer each other's questions. Elder Yin's gaze swirled on Wen Song's long sword with interest, and he said with a little mockery: "The invisible palm is shadowless and invisible, what's the matter?" The old man is not qualified to see him? ”

It wasn't until now that his arm really eased. A ruthlessness flashed in Elder Yin's eyes, his fingers moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand with a loud shout, and three silver rays shot out of his sleeve, heading straight for Wen Song's eyebrows, chest, chest, and abdomen!

His attack was too sudden, Rao is Wen Song had been vigilant for a long time, but he couldn't dodge because the speed of the three silver needles was too fast!

If you want to see the hidden weapon, you are about to stab in front of you, Wen Song let out a sigh and threw away the long sword in his left hand without hesitation.

The invisible hand is invisible and invisible, and it will reappear in the rivers and lakes decades later.