The silver-armored guards and government soldiers present widened their eyes.

The archer draws the bow again.

Feathered arrows whistled sharply in the air.

Then he fell again in front of the man, as if blocked by some invisible barrier.

"It's ......"

Invulnerability.

The rain is pouring down, the mist is blurred, the world is stagnant, and the mysterious master suddenly appears.

This situation and this scene look extremely terrifying.

The Silverguard Commander felt a chill from head to toe. This is something that only a grandmaster can do......

Don't......

At this moment, the tallest of the black-armored guards who had been motionless on the side of the carriage suddenly moved.

The man standing like a god of war suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed a spear stuck in the ground and threw it!

The spear flew like a silver meteor across the sky at high speed, towards the man in black!

Then, in full view of everyone, the spear passed through the barrier that seemed to exist. The man in black dodged, the tip of the spear grazing his shoulder.

"Lao Guan, how's it going?" Captain Mu asked.

"Not a grandmaster." The powerful Black Armor Guard whispered.

"Really?"

"At least it doesn't feel like it," the man who was called Lao Guan was called Guan Lei, rubbing his palms, and the urn sounded the urn.

Captain Mu nodded.

The Silver-Armored Guard Commander not far away also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

And Zhu Luan and Duan Lizheng, who were squatting on the branches of trees farther away, also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, it's your turn, let's change your clothes." The two squatted side by side on the tree, and after exhaling at the same time, Zhu Luan pushed the young man next to him.

Duan Lizheng had a complicated expression on his face, looking at the black clothes stuffed into his hands, "Do you really want to change?" ”

"Or else?" The girl on the side glanced at him.

"Isn't it okay to just be masked like last time?" Duan Lizheng still wanted to struggle.

However, the girl next to her had already unbuttoned the placket of her coat.

Duan Lizheng took a deep breath and turned his head.

Then he resigned himself to ripping off his soaked robe and put on the black clothes that the woman had conjured out of nowhere.

And the girl next to him changed faster than him, only to hear a few bangs, she had already changed and stood up, Duan Lizheng looked sideways with the corner of his eye, only to see that she had neatly tied her long hair, wrapped her face with a black scarf, and only revealed a pair of sparkling eyes.

Duan Lizheng glanced at it and immediately turned his head back, following her example, masked and tied his hair.

The black clothes on his body emitted the scent of honey locusts.

"Here you go." A quarter of an hour ago, Duan Lizheng glanced at Song Huaizhu, who was dressed in black not far away, and looked at the entire set of clothes handed to him with mixed feelings.

Although she knew that she had a space magic weapon, it was really ...... to conjure up three sets at once

What is this woman planning all day long?

Duan Lizheng watched coldly. All her actions from beginning to end reveal a message.

That's ...... Skilled.

Sneaking out of the number house in the Jixiang test, after secretly changing the test papers, and after the real yuan was suppressed. Under the leadership of this woman, they finally embarked on the road of bright robbery.

Duan Lizheng felt that when he returned to the gods, he might really not have the face to see his master.

On the night after the end of the literary examination, he actually put on such an unorthodox dress and wanted to take the initiative to attack the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou.

All right...... Although at first he was in troubled waters.

But now it is difficult to accept that he is left alone to watch.

Looking at Song Huaizhu, who was already dressed as a man in black and fighting with the government soldiers under the tree, Duan Lizheng's heart gained a trace of comfort.

After all, all the grandmasters are thugs below.

If the matter is revealed in the future, he can still explain to his master that he is fighting side by side with the grandmaster.

Maybe the master will get him out of prison because of this.

"Changed." Duan Lizheng said.

"Well," Zhu Luan nodded, "then act separately as I said before." ”

With that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

"Don't you tell me?" At this time, the young man's calm voice came from behind.

Zhu Luan turned around, and Duan Lizheng smiled at her.

When Song Huaizhu left before, Zhu Luan told two sentences.

"Don't kill the killer."

"There's only one thing to pay attention to in terms of your words and hands...... Just remember to suppress the realm. ”

The man nodded and flew down.

Duan Lizheng remembers it very clearly.

Zhu Luan stopped and watched the rain flow down from the corner of the young man's forehead, the young man's eyes were clear, reminding her of a deer with black and pure eyes.

"It's not that I don't tell you." She smiled.

It's just that I understand.

She had seen his sword, and the sword in his hand was bloodless.

"You're not going to kill anyone." She said softly.

Duan Lizheng is different from her and Song Huaizhu.

At least it's different.

Duan Lizheng blinked, for some reason, even though he was soaked at this time, he felt better.

At this time, Song Huaizhu under the tree was already surrounded by government soldiers, Duan Lizheng inadvertently lowered his head, and just saw a five-year-old and three-thick government soldier flying out.

Song Huaizhu, who had been bare-handed, pulled out a long object from his waist.

Duan Lizheng's brows tightened, "Zhu Ying, Song Gongzi, he pulled out his knife!" ”

His experience in Shendu taught him that it was a terrible thing for a grandmaster to draw a sword. It is possible that in the next second, the entire poplar forest will bleed and drift away.

Unexpectedly, squatting on a tree and not knowing what to tie to her feet, the girl's head asked without looking back, "Is his knife out of the sheath?" ”

Duan Lizheng was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at it, he found that although Song Huaizhu drew the knife, the long knife in his hand was not unsheathed, and it was carried by him like a stick.

Duan Lizheng didn't see how he moved, and another government soldier flew out.

"Unsheathed." Duan Lizheng said.

"That's fine." Zhu Luan said, his tone was firm, and then he clapped his hands and stood up.

Duan Lizheng sighed and fell silent.

The government soldiers were obviously invincible, even if a large number of soldiers piled up, Song Huaizhu was still at ease in the crowd. In the face of such an opponent, the man was still serious, swords and guns came from all directions, and his movements were smooth and not chaotic at all.

Usually an opponent who could be directly shocked by his realm, but now he chose to use only a small amount of true qi and defuse all of them one by one with moves.

And the subtlety of it, under the pouring rain, Duan Lizheng can only experience one or two.

Song Huaizhu advanced step by step, and the soldiers fell one by one. Duan Lizheng looked roughly, and most of them were fractured and dislocated.

I didn't even see a little blood.

The blood that occasionally soared out was all government soldiers, who accidentally injured their companions because they were too nervous.

The scene in front of me was not like a fight, but like a persimmon with a stick.

Duan Lizheng didn't know why he had such a bizarre association.

At this moment, there was a silver flash in the rain curtain.

The Silverarmers are on.

A total of twenty silver-armored guards and ten shields surrounded the carriage in a defensive formation, and ten halberds surrounded Song Huaizhu.

And Guan Lei, who threw the spear before, also pulled out another spear and held it in his palm.

Duan Lizheng pulled out a feather arrow inserted in the trunk of the tree and glanced back at Zhu Luan.

A government soldier flew out, and a gap appeared in the crowd surrounding Song Huaizhu.

Guan Lei raised the spear in his hand.

Zhu Luan looked at Duan Lizheng, and the eyes exposed in the scarf were bent.

Duan Lizheng turned his head.

The spear pierced the air and made a terrible whistling.

Duan Lizheng flew down from the tree.