"There's someone in the back!"

Li Xiaobai, who was sitting in the carriage and closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What?"

Shopkeeper Liu was startled, and quickly turned his head to look at the back of the carriage, and saw several men with weapons and a carriage sneakily following behind, and the intention was self-evident.

Shopkeeper Liu said angrily: "Them, how dare they!"

He didn't expect those peers to be so despicable, wanting to kill them all and rob themselves on the road.

"Don't panic! It's just a little person, it's easy to get rid of!"

Liuli Xin faintly noticed the fluctuations of the aura in the carriage behind him, Li Xiaobai secretly pursed his lips, and the high-level casual cultivation of the Spirit Realm was not a threat to him at all, and it was not even enough for the demon girl to stuff her teeth.

"Hurry up, if you don't want to die, hurry up, you have to rush to the Guigu Cliff as soon as possible, there is a warlock in town!"

Shopkeeper Liu urged the driver to speed up.

The Danshi of "Caolu" lives in Guigu Cliff, and there is a natural maze at the bottom of the Yaya, where there were originally two warlocks, but after the damage of the medicine tripod, one of the warlocks disappeared, and the destruction of the medicine tripod was mostly related to it.

Squeezing the "Caolu" out of Qixia, I am afraid that there is still a figure of the Shudao Sect behind it, and it is not only the "Caolu" that is eyed, but also the Danshi.

"Drive, drive, hurry!"

The coachman hurriedly flicked his whip to drive the horse faster.

However, as soon as the carriage accelerated, the riders behind it and the other carriage accelerated, and their intentions could no longer be concealed.

"Stop!

"Don't run!"

"Stop!"

The warriors on the horses couldn't wait to reveal their fierce looks, pulled out their weapons and chased after them viciously, and one of them could use the hidden weapon and threw the dart directly.

The sharp blade glowed with a faint green light, as if it had been quenched with poison.

"Be careful!"

Shopkeeper Liu was so frightened that he wanted to remind Li Xiaobai and Qing Yao, but he saw that the two of them didn't even mean to dodge, and they didn't move at all, so they heard a soft sound, and the poisonous dart was inserted at Li Xiaobai's feet.

Is it necessary to hide?

Within a range of more than ten zhang, the glass heart reflects everything in the world, and as soon as the poison dart is out of his hand, its predicted flight trajectory has been clearly known by Li Xiaobai, since this is the case, why waste his strength.

Another poisonous dart flew over, Li Xiaobai didn't look at it, and with a slight pick of the sheathed flying sword in his hand, he heard a crisp sound, and the poisonous dart that was about to hit his shoulder was gently and skillfully picked into the grass by the side of the road and disappeared.

"Hee-hee!"

The demon girl suddenly smiled, lightly opened the mouth and blew to the back of the carriage, and a round of wind blades appeared in the air, and then swept over the few martial arts people who were chasing after them at a lightning speed.

Shopkeeper Liu's eyes widened suddenly, he witnessed a burst of people roaring and neighing, and the martial arts people who were speeding up and rushing were caught off guard, and even the people and horses turned into pieces of flesh and blood, and only one person was quick to move, gave up the horse under him, rolled to the side of the road in embarrassment, and escaped by luck.

In front of the Demon Clan of the Transformation Realm, a few martial artists are still far from enough.

A violent aura fluctuation suddenly appeared in the back carriage, and a spiritual aura shield appeared in front of the cart pulling the horse, which happened to collide with the wind blade that was still unfinished.

Boom!

The wind blade transformed by demonic energy and the aura shield constructed by the aura dissipated almost at the same time.

The warlock in the carriage let out a muffled snort, and the collapse of the aura shield shocked his mind a lot, and a flying sword shot out of the carriage and rushed straight towards Qing Yao.

"I'm coming!"

Li Xiaobai stopped the demon girl who was about to shoot again, pointed at the sword, and the flying sword in the sheath flew out lightly, facing the flying sword that shot straight forward.

"Huh!"

The person in the carriage obviously didn't expect that there were not only demon clans on Steward Liu's carriage, but also Shudao companions.

At this moment, the two flying swords clashed fiercely together.

A sesame-sized chip immediately appeared on the blade of Li Xiaobai's flying sword, and he was slightly damaged in the hard shock.

As a flying sword that barely reached the first grade, it has not been tempered by long-term mental and spiritual energy, although it has suffered a small loss, it is also expected.

The flying swords that swung several feet between each other collided again, and Li Xiaobai's mind was tightly locked on the flying swords of both sides.

With the blessing of the aura, the weight of the flying sword refined from rare materials and engraved with the magic circle has become extremely light, and it can be easily attracted by the mind, and it is as fast as lightning at every turn, entangled with each other in a small space, making the switch between attack and defense extremely fast, and it is extremely consuming for the mind.

In just a few breaths, the two flying swords clashed hundreds of times, and each time they clashed, sparks splashed everywhere, and the crisp and long sword groans were endless.

By wielding his flying sword to fight a real warlock, Li Xiaobai quickly became familiar with this special fighting technique, and although the quality of his flying sword was slightly inferior to that of his opponent, he gradually gained the upper hand.

In another carriage more than ten zhang away, the warlock gradually lost his strength, and the high-level of the Spirit Attraction Realm was only qualified to control the flying sword, and after a long time, it began to be difficult to continue.

Although Li Xiaobai had just reached the initial level of the Spirit Channel, he was strong enough to be comparable to a high-level warlock in the First Awareness Realm, and he could not attract much spiritual energy but could play every role.

"Duh!"

Realizing Li Xiaobai in the carriage in front of him, the warlock in the carriage behind him exerted all his strength, triggering another spirit rune, and a dazzling earthy yellow electric light rushed towards Li Xiaobai.

Bang!

The frightened shopkeeper Liu's exclamation was drowned out by the thunder that rose from the ground.

Li Xiaobai waved his hand lightly, and the earthy yellow thunder and lightning light slammed into his hand, and an arc rain burst out behind the carriage, and finger-sized scorched pits appeared on the road, and the nearby plants and trees were all affected, or instantly scorched, or simply burned.

The Yipinfei Flying Sword, which was entwined with its opponent, did not hesitate, and shot into the carriage behind it with a scarred sword body at a lightning speed.

A muffled snort came from inside the carriage, but the flying sword that succeeded did not let him go, and it pierced back and forth several times in an instant, directly stopping the screams.

Because of the desperate urging of the Wutu Thunder Spirit Rune, which caused him to be distracted and made his flying sword at a loss, Li Xiaobai would seize the opportunity to kill with one blow, and the flying sword that was completely out of control fell diagonally into the grass on the side of the road.

"Oh my god!"

The last warrior who had just escaped with his life no longer dared to hide his body, and fled desperately from behind a big tree.

"Chase!"

With a finger, Li Xiaobai turned the flying sword that had stabbed the warlock into a honeycomb and shot straight out.

How can a two-legged run be compared to a flying sword, before he could escape from the sight of Li Xiaobai and the others, the warrior let out a miserable scream, and the flying sword stabbed him from behind, staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, and never said again.

- (To be continued.) )