Zhao Ziyu drove the off-road vehicle forward for a while, and after bypassing the terrain, everyone saw Zhao's father's two cars parked on the side of the road, and everyone got out of the car.

There were three bodyguards lying on the ground, and the remaining few bodyguards kept the Zhao family behind, while their opponents were only four.

Mu Lan has a detection technique, so her perception is more real, and the four people who fought with the Zhao family's bodyguards were dressed in short brown and had no weapons in their hands, but they forced the seven well-trained bodyguards to retreat again and again, almost to the edge of the rock wall.

In Zhao Jingshu's scream, another bodyguard fell, his jaw was hit hard by a punch, and he lost consciousness in an instant, and the person who punched this punch was wearing a braid, wearing a white short combat training uniform and a red belt, which was quite like a martial artist in a TV series.

"I'll just say that this group of bodyguards is useless......" Zhao Ziyu sighed, and then cast a pleading look at Mu Lan.

Mu Lan nodded, and when the fifth bodyguard was about to be killed by a blow to the throat, she unleashed the spell chaos.

Then the white-clothed martial artist was stunned in place, and his movements were also relaxed, and the bodyguard in front of him seized this opportunity, and the three-edged military stab directly stabbed the martial artist's throat.

"Be careful!" The gray-clothed young man next to him was shocked, stopped the move in his hand and kicked at the bodyguard, this kick was extremely powerful, and the bodyguard was kicked on the ground and rolled back and forth several times until it stopped in front of Zhao Jingcai.

Zhao Jingshu's face was pale, she covered her mouth so that she didn't scream again, but looking at the few bodyguards who were retreating, and then at the valley behind her, her whole body trembled like chaff.

Zhao Hongxuan's face was not so exaggerated, but he was sweating profusely on his forehead, his legs and feet were a little weak, and he bumped into his father when he retreated.

"What's the panic?" Zhao Jingcai reprimanded, he was a little disliked by his son's appearance at this time.

"Dad, what should I do?" Zhao Hongxuan said busily.

"What's the use of being in a hurry!" Zhao Jingcai glanced at him, "I have already called the police and notified the branch, hold on for a while." ”

"I can't hold on......" Zhao Hongxuan lowered his voice as he said it, because his father's expression became more and more gloomy.

Zhao Jingcai slowly felt in his coat pocket, where there was a pocket pistol.

The white-clothed martial artist shook his head, a little puzzled by what had just happened, could it be that he was practicing and practicing bad brains? He suppressed the doubts in his heart, sneered at the few people in front of him, and his body moved again.

"The Zhao family will all die."

His fingers were hooked into the shape of eagle claws, dodging a cold weapon stab and hitting the opponent's temple directly, this blow was agile and powerful, and he would definitely not survive if he was poked.

But the accident happened, and he was in a trance again, and when he reacted, the three-edged army thorn had already stabbed him in the head.

When he reacted, the Triangular Army stabbed him across the cheek, leaving him with a terrifying bloodstain.

Covering his bleeding face, the white-clothed martial artist retreated again and again, and the people around him asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?" Can't beat this kind of small shrimp? ”

The white-clothed martial artist set his eyes on the off-road vehicle of Mu Lan and the others, and suddenly understood, and then said gloomily: "Someone is bad." ”

The other three also looked at the off-road vehicle, and the gray-clothed young man had a surprised expression, "Out of the body? Is there still such a master in Huaxia? ”

"Not necessarily." The white-clothed warrior's short fight had already been stained red with blood, and his expression was cloudy, "Maybe it's not an ancient martial arts cultivator, there is another group of transcendent beings in the world." ”

"Does this Zhao family also have this kind of strength?" Another asked.

"I don't know, the one I slaughtered a few days ago is a weak and poor ......"

After these four people stopped attacking, the bodyguards hurriedly escorted Zhao Jingcai and the three of them to retreat to the middle of the road, the edge of the valley was too dangerous, and if one of them didn't pay attention, they would be kicked down.

"Don't let them run away!" The white-clothed martial artist said coldly.

Zhao Jingcai moved to the middle of the road at this time, took out his pistol while the four people turned their backs to him, and aimed it at the white clothes who were the leader.

The gray-clothed young man had already turned around, looked at Zhao Jingcai's movements and sneered, waved his hand, and three cold lights flew towards Zhao Jingcai at the same time.

Before he could shoot, a flying knife easily bounced off the pistol, and under Zhao Jingcai's stunned expression, the other two flying knives were already close at hand.

Between the lightning and flint, there was a swishing sound in the air, and a feather arrow accurately stopped the two flying knives, and the flying knives changed direction one after another, and were bounced away by the swept wind element.

Lin Yiyi smiled proudly, her archery skills are becoming more and more exquisite now, and it is no longer a problem to penetrate Yang in a hundred steps.

Mu Lan carefully observed the four people in front of her, they all might have a connection with the Gu Wu family, but she couldn't think of who would do such a thing as robbing and killing halfway, how could Father Zhao provoke such an enemy.

"It's four against four now!" Lin Yiyi said with a smile: "What kind of ability is it to bully ordinary people, come and fight with us!" ”

"Ziyu!" Zhao Jingcai couldn't hide his surprised look, and he saw Zhao Ziyu walking out of the car door at a glance.

"Why are you here!"

Zhao Ziyu looked like a hanger, he picked his ears, and said with a disgusted expression: "If I am not here, you will hang up when you are old, I have long told you not to bring these stinky tomatoes and rotten sweet potatoes, what's the use?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at the few cowering bodyguards, and glanced at Zhao Hongxuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Hongxuan felt that he was laughing at himself, his fists were clenched, and his eyes looked back fiercely.

"Big brother!?" Zhao Jingshu was also unexpected, it was the eldest brother who had always looked down on them who saved them.

Zhao Ziyu nodded at Zhao Jingshu, and then avoided his father's gaze.

"What a family chat!" The white-clothed martial artist frowned, he took down the hand covering the wound, and said sharply: "Let's go together!" ”

The speed of the four warriors was very fast, and the gray-clothed young man also threw a string of flying knives at Mu Lan and the others, but they were all blocked by Thrall's shield.

Ah Feng stood in place and didn't make a move, because there was no Black Demon Alliance involved, and Lin Yiyi had already pulled up the bowstring, and the wind element gathered the arrow body, and then came out of the string.

This arrow shot straight at the white-clothed martial artist who was the leader, but he didn't dodge, but steadied his horse, and the muscles all over his body were tense, and he actually wanted to use his body to crotch the arrow of the wind.

The arrow of the wind shot into his chest muscles in an instant, and then Lin Yiyi exclaimed, because the arrow went straight into a few inches and did not penetrate his body.

"What kind of kung fu is this, steel and iron bones!"

The white-clothed martial artist also had a stunned expression, as if it was incredible that something would break through the body of the exercise, and he forcibly endured the pain and pulled out this arrow, his expression a little cringe.

The person next to him stopped and said worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

The white-clothed martial artist stopped a few accomplices, and while looking at Mu Lan and the others on guard, he slowly retreated to the side of the road.

"Can't beat it, let's go!"

As he spoke, he took the lead and jumped directly to the bottom.

In a moment, all four figures disappeared, leaving only Mu Lan and Zhao Jingcai to look at each other in confusion.