The official road is long, like a long night, and it seems to be at the end of every time.

A lantern hung in front of the carriage and slowly walked forward, looking lonely.

In the carriage, Su Xiaoqi's face was pale, his lips were purple, and his body even trembled slightly.

A dignified powerhouse in the Divine Realm, an existence that can kill the great demon of the Delusion Realm, but now he has such a miserable end, it is really unbelievable.

In addition to Su Xiaoqi in the carriage, there was also a woman in white, covering her face with a scarf, unable to see her true face or expression, but it was certain that she must be looking at Su Xiaoqi at the moment.

Su Xiaoqi closed his eyes, carefully channeling a trace of vitality in his body, his current body is like a strip of cloth that has been weathered, the surface looks intact, but as long as it is gently blown by the wind, it will turn into ashes.

Originally, after the battle with the big demon, his body was already on the verge of death, and then although it improved slightly, he shot twice in a row, especially this time, the last knife overdrew the vitality in the body, and at this moment, the Yuan Dan was not only dim, but even a spiderweb-like crack.

Every time Su Xiaoqi watched it, he felt distressed.

Okay, after a long time, the Zhaoshen Realm that I finally got is gone.

This night, the little boy didn't have much to say, just took a coat for his master on the way, when he saw the master's pitiful appearance, he sighed softly in his heart, lamenting that his luck was too bad, worshipping such a miserable master, in the days to come, can he not take care of him as a disciple?

By the way, I heard that Master had accepted a disciple before, so why don't you ask Master where his senior brother is, and send Master over when the time comes?

With such drudgery, there is no reason for a young junior brother who has just started to bear it alone.

Outside, Liu Dali and Ma Dongping had heavy faces, accompanied by two women in white, with indifferent faces, who seemed to care about life and death at all, and were full of outsiders.

The man just waved the horsewhip vigorously, and when he came out this time, he really gained knowledge, not good or bad, but a little worried.

It's okay to be alone, but there are still children by his side, if there are really three long and two short, he will really be a father in vain.

It's just that since things have developed to this point, it's useless to worry, he just hopes that this horse can run faster, and not be caught up by the enemy in the mouth of the son.

Sure enough, Master Wuxin is right, many things in the world, really pay attention to a cause and effect, if you don't save this son, your own children will not be able to become other people's disciples, learn the magic of the immortal family, this is the merit that money can't buy, but things in the world, often depend on blessings and misfortunes, along the way, there are many dangers, and if you don't get it right, you have to lose your life, and it is this son who is involved.

But once you escape and ascend to heaven, it will be a great blessing.

Therefore, he feels that everything is fate, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and he can only look at the destiny of heaven, if it is a blessing, he is worth rejoicing, and if it is a disaster, there is nothing to complain about.

Just when he was thinking wildly and wandering out of the world, the burly young man in front of him suddenly stretched out a palm and pressed it on the yoke of the carriage, and the carriage in front of him stopped.

In the carriage, Su Xiaoqi, who had been closing his eyes, stumbled, but fortunately was pulled by the woman, so as not to fall in the carriage.

He opened his eyes and thanked the woman, and then his face became extremely heavy.

He didn't even need to look and ask to know what was going on outside.

Ma Dongping stood next to the car window and said in a deep voice: "It's the group in the post house before." ”

Su Xiaoqi asked directly, "How sure are you?"

Ma Dongping pondered for a while before he said: "Look at the breath, at least it is above the God Realm, and there is one person who can't see it, according to the previous guess, at least above the Gathering Star Realm." ”

Su Xiaoqi didn't speak again, and only said after a long time: "If you can, take their father and son and leave." ”

Ma Dongping was stunned for a moment and did not answer.

Liu Dali said suddenly: "What to go, the big deal is death, people are dead, what's the big deal, besides, you don't have to go if you want to go." ”

Ahead, seven or eight men stood in the night, just blocking the entire official road, they didn't care about the cold drizzle, everyone's eyes were staring at the side of the carriage, like a wolf who hadn't eaten for a few days and nights.

At the same time, there was a rustling sound in the grass around the official road, and soon countless people appeared out of thin air, surrounding the carriage.

A young man in a green shirt with a sword slowly walked out of the crowd and said with a smile: "Seventh Prince, I've been waiting for a long time. ”

The little boy lifted the curtain and helped Su Xiaoqi, who got out of the carriage, seeing his master's increasingly pale face, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, even if he supported himself, I am afraid it would not help.

After Su Xiaoqi got out of the carriage, he stood on the wheel of the carriage like this, angry like a gossamer, and he seemed weak when he spoke, "I have one thing that I have never understood, it is not easy to have the current situation in Chaoshan, why do you have to collude with the demon clan?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly, but he quickly smiled and said, "We killed you, it was just an order from the door master, and I don't know anything else." ”

Su Xiaoqi nodded, and asked again: "In this case, your target is me, can you release these people?" They have nothing to do with this matter in the first place. ”

The young man with the sword on his back shook his head, "Should I say that the Seventh Prince is naïve, or does the Seventh Prince think that we are stupid?" Now that our identities have been revealed, if we put these people back, then what we will face next will be the army of the Huaxia Empire and the Tianji Pavilion?"

Liu Dali suddenly said in a deep voice: "It's a lot of fucking nonsense." ”

After speaking, he pulled out a fist fight, his body bent like the moon, and suddenly rushed forward, rushing directly towards the young man.

In this regard, the young man didn't care about it, and as soon as the sword trick in his hand was introduced, he only heard the sound of the dung beetle, and the long sword behind his back came out of the sheath on its own, bringing up a long rainbow, and smashed it directly at Liu Dali.

The next moment, Liu Dali's body suddenly flew back upside down, Ma Dongping stepped forward, put his hands into palms, and kept slapping out, unloading the force on Liu Dali's body, and then catching his body.

If it weren't for this, Liu Dali would have crashed into the carriage, and the entire carriage would have suffered.

After Liu Dali was caught by Ma Dongping, his face was flushed, and the corners of his mouth had overflowed with blood, and he looked like he was not lightly injured.

stabilized the chaotic aura in his body, and then said to Ma Dongping: "This person is very strong. ”

Ma Dongping nodded and stepped forward slowly.

As he walked forward, he raised the long sword in his hand, his right hand slightly raised, and before it touched the hilt, the long sword was already three inches out of its sheath.

The powerful sword momentum spread instantly, and at the same time, the speed of his progress began to accelerate, the long sword was like a dragon going out to sea, completely unrestrained, and a long rainbow rose from the ground, at a glance, like the sun setting on the river.

Liu Dali was shocked: "It's so strong!"

Su Xiaoqi also nodded, this sword, Su Xiaoqi had never seen Ma Dongping use it before, it should be the move in that volume of "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

The young man with the sword on his back did not retreat, but advanced, holding a long sword, and simply handed it forward.

The next moment, the rain evaporated into mist, the muddy water on the ground exploded, and the whole official road cracked like a spider's web, and the horse neighed, kept retreating, and shook with the carriage.

A man suddenly flew backwards, covered in blood, and the luxurious shirt on his body was also tattered, but he still held a long sword in his hand.

He grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and slammed it into the ground, sinking the blade into the dirt, but he still couldn't stop his retreating form.

Liu Dali stepped suddenly, punched forward, and then raised his hands, turning his fist into a palm, just against Ma Dongping's back, and the two of them slashed backwards, leaving a deep ravine on the official road.

Over there, the man in green shirt with the sword on his back was holding a long sword, his face looked a little surprised, and he didn't take advantage of the situation to make a move, but said with a smile: "Good boy, this sword is not bad, I haven't seen such a perfect swordsmanship for a long time, so I'll give you a chance to make another sword." ”

After Ma Dongping stopped, he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, ignoring the injuries on his body, and said in a deep voice: "Want to learn?"

The Qingshan man raised his eyebrows, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Ma Dongping sneered: "It's a pity, you can't learn." ”

As he spoke, he took out another sword, this sword is completely different from the previous sword, it can be said that it is two completely different sword moves, the previous sword is magnificent, full of masculine energy, but now this sword, but the sword intent is lingering, like a woman dancing lightly, like a spring breeze blowing willows.

The man in the green shirt looked at this sword, his face changed suddenly, and he blurted out, "Who are you?"

Ma Dongping continued to draw his sword, "Huanfeng Valley Ma Dongping, Tianji Pavilion Shen and other second-level dead soldiers." ”

After saying this, he showed a smile, as if he had told the biggest secret of his life, handing out a sword, not afraid of life and death.

The only regret is that the last sword didn't have a chance to be used.

Hearing this, Su Xiaoqi was completely stunned.

Tianji Pavilion Shen and other second-level dead soldiers? Ma Dongping turned out to be a person from Tianji Pavilion.

Since he knew his identity, Chu Xiangyu had explained to him some secrets of Tianji Pavilion, except for those killers on the surface of Tianji Pavilion, the real core personnel were dead soldiers.

These dead soldiers are further divided into two categories, the first category is named after the ten heavenly stems, a total of ten ranks, a hundred ranks, and the second category is named after the twelve earthly branches, a total of twelve ranks, one hundred and twenty ranks.

The duty of the dead is to protect some special existences, such as some officials with important missions, or special status existences like themselves.

But Su Xiaoqi really didn't expect that Ma Dongping was also one of the dead soldiers, and the object of protection seemed to be himself.

They're friends.

But this friend is now calmly going to death in order to protect himself.

This will be something that he Su Xiaoqi will not be able to accept in his life.

But he could only watch, because he couldn't draw a sword at all now, let alone a sword, and he couldn't even drive the talisman.

Although the man in the green shirt was suspicious, Ma Dongping's sword had already been handed out, if he didn't make a move, after this sword, even if he didn't die, I am afraid he would have to end up seriously injured, because he knew the power of this sword better than anyone else.

It's just that he didn't plan to kill Ma Dongping, because of this sword, he had to figure out where Ma Dongping learned this sword.

His long sword was handed forward, exactly the same as Ma Dongping's previous appearance, and the sword moves he used were exactly the same as those used by Ma Dongping.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they each withdrew.

Ma Dongping is not dead, but his face is cloudy and uncertain, full of doubts.

This move, "Breeze Blowing Willows", was learned from that volume of "Qingfeng Sword Technique", and "Qingfeng Sword Technique" is a unique sword move left by the seventeenth predecessor of the sword back then, but why can this person in front of him also use it?

Judging from the appearance of the other party's sword, it is not that he learned it secretly after watching himself use it, because even if he is a gifted genius, it is impossible to comprehend the true meaning of this sword in such a short time, and the other party is more familiar with the sword than Ma Dongping.

Could it be that Qi Chaoshan has any relationship with that sword seventeen seniors?

The man in the green shirt carried a long sword, walked slowly, and said indifferently: "For the sake of this sword, you don't have to die, but you must go back to Chaoshan with me." ”

He doesn't have any worries now, because everything is under his control, and the most difficult thing to deal with in this group of people is nothing more than Su Xiaoqi, but now this seventh prince has become a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

A little bit of combat power, it is nothing more than Liu Dali and Ma Dongping beside him, Liu Dali received his own sword, relying on his physical toughness, although he did not die, but the injury was not light, as for Ma Dongping, it was a little unexpected, as for whether it was good or bad, I had to wait until I returned to Qichao Mountain to report to the mountain owner, to know.

In any case, the seventh prince of the Chinese Empire has become a turtle in an urn, and it is difficult to fly even if he has wings.

When he walked a foot away from the front of the carriage, he stopped and asked with a smile, "Seventh Prince, what are your last words?"

Su Xiaoqi sighed and said indifferently: "Self-confidence is a good thing, but if you are confident and arrogant, you will think that you are in charge of everything, which is stupid." ”

The man in the green shirt frowned, "Oh? Could it be that the Seventh Prince has any other backhand, or can the Seventh Prince make another knife?"

Su Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "I have to work hard to speak now, let alone say the knife." ”

The man in the green shirt said with a smile: "Even so, let me send the seventh prince on his last journey, the Chinese New Year's Eve, dying tonight, is actually not bad." ”

Su Xiaoqi nodded and said, "It's indeed a good day, but it's a pity that it wasn't me who died." ”

After saying this, the man in the green shirt's face changed sharply.

In the night, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, like a black mist, fleeting.

And there was a commotion around them, and there were screams one after another, and those who had been surrounding the carriage fell one by one......