"There is a small town not far ahead, no matter how bold it is, the people of the Red Fire Gate will not dare to openly kill people in the town!" Cao Yunchao, who was more familiar with this side, pointed out the direction to everyone, and everyone rushed along the road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A few horses from the Red Fire Gate were obviously unable to hold on, but at this critical juncture, Liu Zihong couldn't take care of anything else.

Jia Lin and the groom in the back were better, the two horses in front, pulling the heavy coffin, and such a heavyweight coachman as Mu Shi, ran for such a long time, obviously a little overwhelmed, and finally after encountering a small ditch, the horse stumbled and fell to the ground, pulling the other one to the ground.

Even if it is to get up again, it is estimated that the speed will definitely not be much, Mu Shi gritted his teeth, bent down and used his arms to get up the carriage.

While the others were still a little stunned, he had already buried his head and ran forward, flying on the grass under his feet, a few points faster than the horse that had just been tired.

"Hurry up and keep up, the wood won't last long!" Liu Zihong patted his horse and followed.

A few minutes later, the people from the Red Fire Gate appeared at the place of the two horses, and a smile immediately appeared on their faces, proving that this time they were in the right direction.

"With two horses missing, they won't be able to run far, let's speed up a bit!" the Third Elder said, his figure spreading out like a big bird, and the other Red Fire Sect masters followed.

A few miles away from the town, Cao Yunchao slowly stopped his horse, turned back to his horse's head, and looked not far behind him.

Liu Zihong knew in an instant that the other party had caught up, and it was really a failure to leave such a distance.

Mu Shi also stopped his steps, put the carriage on the ground, picked up the waist knife beside him casually, and looked at the few disciples of the Red Fire Sect not far in front of him, blocking their way.

Dozens of masters of the Red Fire Gate will be around, and Liu Zihong and they have no possibility of escaping at all.

Jumping down from the back of the jade lion in the night, Liu Junlin casually held the Yitian Sword in his hand, and his psychological side gradually became more confident, even if he met a Hou-level monk, he may not have the strength to fight, and if the other party is careless, he may be able to kill one.

Cao Yunchao is still riding on horseback, and with the cooperation of the Red Charcoal Fire Dragon Pony, his strength can be maximized, completely exceeding the effect of one plus one.

"Boy, leave the horse and leave the whole corpse for you!" the third elder of the Red Fire Gate said bluntly.

"You're happy, there's no pretense of politeness!" Liu Zihong said with a smile, his brain was spinning at a high speed, and he could delay a little time, under normal circumstances, the villain would definitely give himself time to speak.

It turns out that empiricism is completely undesirable at this time, and the other party sees through his plans at a glance.

"Boy, I didn't expect to be a little anxious, it's a pity, on!"

If you don't say a word, you will shout and kill, Liu Zihong hates this kind of behavior extremely, can't you solve the problem at the negotiation table, talk casually for two hours, and wait until the senior brother or Zhao Xin comes, isn't it a good choice for everyone to do it.

The disciples of the Red Fire Sect, hearing the order of the three elders, rushed towards them one after another.

Cao Yunchao took a few steps back decisively, and expanded the scope of his protection a lot, so that Liu Zihong and the others could also be safer, in fact, if it was only the two of them, they would have been killed a long time ago, and maybe they would have to give the Chihuomen people a little ugly.

Several girls from the Yu family were hiding in the carriage, and even Yu Wenshu was pushed in, but Qing Yang and Jia Lin stood up, each holding the green steel sword in their hands, facing the disciples of the Red Fire Sect without the slightest fear.

Mu Shi's face was also much more solemn, behind him was Yu Wenle's hearse, and behind him were those women who had no combat power.

The golden light on his body flashed, and the golden bell had already begun to run, but it was only broad daylight, and the disciples of the Red Fire Sect did not notice it.

A general-level Red Fire Sect disciple took the lead in wielding a long sword burning with the fire element, and the first to bear the brunt was Mu Shi.

A roar erupted from his mouth, and a faint tiger phantom appeared behind him, so far Mu Shi has only cultivated the Fuhu Fist to the peak, and other swordsmanship is not suitable for him, and "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" still has no clue.

Just like this, with a dignified palm, when the distance was still three or four meters, which general-level Red Fire Sect disciple had already felt a huge pressure rushing towards him.

The sword in his hand spit out a few fire elements, and the wood and stone had a golden bell cover to protect his body, so he naturally didn't care too much, and rushed up in a big stride, when his palm was still half a meter away from the other party, the general-level monk had already spat blood from his mouth and was sent flying out four or five meters away.

The brothers and sisters were immediately full of vigilance, and it seemed that this simple big man was not so easy to solve.

In fact, when these people got serious, Mu Shi would be tired of defense, if it weren't for the fact that the Golden Bell Jar cultivation had already entered the hall, it was estimated that he would have been seriously injured, and even so, there would still be a few wounds on his body, and some traces of being burned by the flames.

Even the flames were still burning at the wound, and under the great pain, the Shaoyang Divine Skill in the body spontaneously operated to protect the body, and the fire element was completely assimilated and absorbed into the body in an instant.

Cao Yunchao and Liu Zihong are still facing each other here, whether it is Cao Yunchao, who can't touch the depth, or the Zhaoye Jade Lion, who has already determined the fifth order, they are not so easy to deal with, as for Liu Zihong, he is completely regarded as a young man with a little talent.

A general-level monk, with a round of time and his own life, proved that the man in front of him wearing full body armor was indeed so difficult.

The third elder looked at a disciple behind him, one of the most elite disciples of the Red Fire Gate, who was only over forty years old, and was already a handsome martial artist, both in talent and strength, he was very good, if he hadn't made a lot of promises at the beginning, it was estimated that he might not have come back to the Red Fire Gate.

That handsome-level martial artist has also been crisscrossing the north for many years, ordinary people don't pay attention to it at all, seeing that Uncle Shi let him make a move, although he was a little disapproving, but he still stood up in the door rules, ready to show the strength of the Red Fire Gate to these scumbags.

The sword was swung high, and a large number of fire elements gathered within a while, and a fire dragon appeared above his head, accompanied by a flame sword dozens of meters long, and killed Cao Yunchao not far away.

The huge power, and the expansion of the fire element, made the surroundings seem to explode, even as an elder of the Red Fire Sect, he had to admit that this disciple's strength was indeed the best among the younger generation, and this Fire Dragon Flame Sword alone was extraordinary.

The Red Charcoal Fire Dragon Pony has really been bathed in dragon blood, and he is simply disdainful of the dragon in front of him who has condensed the yuan power, mixed with a faint roar of dragon power, and actually dispersed the fire element, and the huge body shot out like lightning, and then Cao Yunchao's spear had already passed through the burning fire element, accurately piercing into the opponent's throat.

When he returned to his original place, the fire element in the sky gradually dissipated, and the blood droplets on the tip of the spear slowly dripped to the ground, and the genius disciple had some incredible expressions on his face, blood came out of his penetrated throat, and his body fell heavily.