This was a kill game that was obviously carefully arranged for Shang Xia, taking into account the most likely reaction of a second-order martial artist.

However, behind Shang Xia, there is also a martial arts cultivator of the martial arts - Yan Qi!

Shang Xia continued to ride his horse as if he hadn't noticed the assassination that was close at hand.

The martial artist holding the short fork, at the moment when he was about to stab the Red Cloud Beast in the abdomen, the whole person's movements suddenly froze.

Although his kung fu had recovered in an instant, at this moment, Shang Xia had already swept past him on horseback.

Yan Qi followed closely, passing past the martial artist as he swept his throat behind him, as if something had been pulled out of him.

The short fork in the warrior's hand fell to the ground, his hands clutched his throat, his eyes widened, and his mouth made a "ho-ho" sound, as if he wanted to prevent something terrible from happening, but the blood oozing from between his fingers showed that everything was in vain.

The rope that was originally going to be put on Shang Xia shook in mid-air and fell straight towards the top of Yan Qi's head.

At the same time, the vendor holding the flat pole, as if the one he had planned to attack was not Shang Xia at all, just smashed his head towards Yan Qi's head.

Yan Qi snorted coldly, the blood and qi around his body burst out, and his right hand swiped forward, and in the palm of his hand, which was originally empty, there was suddenly a faint wisp of blood outlining the outline of a dagger with a length of foot, and then disappeared, as if giving people an illusion.

And at this moment, the rope that was originally set on the top of Yan Qi's head was cut from it, and Yan Qihu, who was not restrained in the slightest, roared, and his blood and qi were rendered by the will of the martial arts, faintly forming the outline of a huge swift with its wings stretched out behind him, and then slammed his fist towards the smashed flat pole.

"Click!"

It was clearly not made of ordinary wood, and the vendor was also spurting blood in mid-air, flying upside down and crashing directly into a cloth shop on the side of the road.

At this moment, a red cloud beast's hiss came from the front, Yan Qi suddenly looked back, only to see that Shang Xia's mount had been shot by at least seven or eight crossbow arrows all over his body, and Shang Xia on his back had disappeared.

Yan Qi roared wildly, and slapped his palm on the Red Cloud Beast under his crotch, and the Red Cloud Beast rushed forward in pain.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a loud shout exploded in the sky above this street: "I'll stop this person, you go to deal with the three generations of Shang Xia's descendants!"

A majestic figure of a woodcutter, most of them, suddenly stepped out from the side of the road and stood directly in the middle of the street.

Facing the Red Cloud Beast that rushed straight over, the majestic warrior took a deep breath, burst out directly, and smashed a volley towards the Red Cloud Beast's head.

"Third Order!"

Yan Qi's face on the back of the beast changed, and the whole person jumped up, and the same majestic figure showed a little lightness in mid-air at this time, and then like a hunting goshawk, he swooped down from mid-air, his hands were like sharp claws, and he went straight to the majestic warrior who stopped in the middle of the road.

In the middle of the street below, the Red Cloud Beast controlled by Yan Qi didn't even make a hiss, its head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and its long body sprayed scarlet blood, sliding directly on the ground until it stopped in front of the heel of the majestic warrior.

However, the majestic warrior did not glance at his feet at all, but once again charged his punches, and this time with both fists!

Iron fist against claw!

In the huge roar of vitality, the violent shock wave spread to all directions, and a Jinyun car next to it immediately collapsed, and a large area of materials was scattered in a radius of ten feet.

The bluestone ground under the feet of the majestic warrior immediately cracked, and Yan Qi twisted his body in mid-air and fell backwards, and when he landed, he took two or three steps back one after another before stabilizing his figure.

"Do third-order martial artists still use themselves as woodcutters, you are not from Tongyoucheng, nor are you from the old Yan people!" Yan Qi said in a low voice.

"Hehe, what about you, I'm afraid you're not even a native martial artist!" the majestic warrior also sneered.

The two of them talked to each other, but in order to build momentum, as soon as the words fell, the two third-order martial artists moved almost at the same time, and once again they fought hard, and the streets several feet wide could not meet the needs of the two, and soon several shops on both sides of the street had turned into ruins.

At the same time that Yan Qi was intercepted by a third-order martial artist, Shang Xi, another third-order martial artist of the Shang family who was in charge of escorting the convoy, also encountered a strong opponent.

This old man who was holding a fishing rod and looked like he had returned from fishing in the evening, in an instant, the martial arts will was superimposed three times, and the long, sharp and tough fishing rod with a roar broke through the air and pulled towards Shang Xi's body.

"On the third layer of martial arts, Your Excellency can afford to look down on a little girl!"

Shang Xi was also not afraid of danger, and two scimitars suddenly spun into the air from both sides of her, like two full moons rising into the sky.

One round was in the left round of fishing rods drawn by the old man, and the other round was on the right, and a crisp sound of "dang" was heard, and a silver hook pulled by a transparent invisible silk thread was shot away.

The old angler double-clicked with one move, but was so easily defused by Shang Xi, but he was not in a hurry to attack, but looked at Shang Xi with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "The second layer of martial arts!"

Shang Xi snorted coldly, and said with a sneering expression: "Why, it seems that you are surprised, so you are not prepared to come, or the person who gave you the news deliberately concealed something?"

The old angler's eyelids jumped, and he said coldly: "Arrogant! Eat the old man's hook again!"

Shang Xi sneered, a pair of scimitars hovered back and forth, left and right, wisps of knife intent revealed from the blade, and then connected to each other, hooking up into a huge ball of knife light around her body, the knife could not be cut into the water, no matter how the old angler attacked, he just rolled and rolled all the way towards him.

The first attacks were clearly aimed at Shang Xia, and they were clearly more inclined to be captured alive.

However, after Yan Qi made a move to defuse the attack, there were several sounds of bowstring vibrations from the houses and dark alleys on both sides of the street, and at the same time, there was also the attracted Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi!

It's not just ordinary crossbow bolts!

Shang Xia's heart moved, his body suddenly became short on the back of the Red Cloud Beast, there was a faint flash of thunder on the street, and Shang Xia's figure had already burst out of the convoy for dozens of feet.

At the same time, behind him there was also the neigh of the Red Cloud Beast before it died, and the sound of it falling to the ground!

At this time, the front of the Jinyun convoy was not far from a three-way intersection, and the leader was Shang Miao, a second-order side martial artist of the merchant, who had already signaled to stop and be alert after hearing the warning from the rear of the convoy.

And at this moment, more than a dozen masked warriors suddenly poured out from each of the two forks in the road, each holding a weapon and rushing towards Shang Miao and the others in front of the car.

This time, the merchant convoy returned to Tongyou City, because it traveled with the Tongyou Academy convoy all the way, and did not bring many martial artists to escort it, not to mention that there was Shang Ke, a newly promoted four-fold heavenly martial artist, who would have thought that someone would eat the bear's heart leopard and dare to attack Shang Xia's convoy?

Shang Miao and the other martial artists who took the lead were only five or six people in total, and Shang Miao, who had cultivated to the highest level, was only at the second level of martial arts, and among the twenty or thirty masked martial artists who rushed over from the opposite side, nearly half of them were above the second order!

"Fight to the death!"

Shang Miao knew that he was invincible, and it was even more stupid to turn around and run away at this time, so he could only muster up the courage to fight to the death!

Although the warriors behind him looked desperate when they saw this, they also prepared to meet the enemy.

And at the moment when these masked dancers were about to rush into the convoy ten zhang away, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind Shang Miao and the others, and before they could react, they saw the sword qi in front of them, the sword flickered, and after a "crackling" sound, none of the twenty or thirty masked warriors could take a step forward!