The long white gauze covered the entire purple wood chariot, and it was impossible to see who was inside?

However, Ning Xiaochuan's mind was strong, and it was not an ordinary layer of thin veil that could cover his eyes, so he naturally saw the woman in purple sitting inside.

Isn't it Zi Hanyan, who has seen several times in Tianshi City, her face is very beautiful, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are like pools of water, her mind is ingenious, and she is not comparable to ordinary women.

It's just that no matter how smart she is, it is difficult to fight against the Demon Fang Palace, in order for the Purple Clan not to be suppressed by the Demon Fang Palace, she can only be regarded as a "tribute girl" and pay tribute to the Fang.

Of course, she also knew that she would probably not even be able to see Fang's true body, and would only become the cultivation furnace of the Moonless Prince. Even though she knew that the end would be miserable, she couldn't resist and could only choose to obey.

Even the ancestor of the Purple Clan couldn't protect her, how could she resist?

"The Demon Fang Hall is getting more and more excessive, using the tribute as an excuse to collect wealth, indiscriminately kill innocents, and rob female dependents, and now they don't even pay attention to the nine major clans, and openly snatch away the proud daughters of the purple clan. ”

"No way! Who called the fang too powerful, even the Purple Clan could only swallow his anger and sacrifice a junior woman to protect the entire Purple Clan. ”

"The Yin Yang Sutra cultivated by Wuyue Gongzi has reached the realm of the Eightfold Yang Fire, and if you want to reach the realm of the Ninth Double Yang Fire, you must find the Ding Furnace and remove the Eightfold Yang Fire on your body first, so that you can successfully cultivate the Ninth Double Yang Fire. Zi Hanyan is the most outstanding goddess of heaven of the Purple Clan, and she has the 'Ice and Snow Heart Palace', which is the best target of the Ding Furnace. ”

"In order to help the prince of Wuyue capture the Ding Furnace, I heard that even Nangong Ming, the deputy hall master of the Demon Fang Palace, has personally gone to the Purple Clan to put pressure on the Purple Clan's clan king. ”

......

On both sides of the street, many monks are talking in low voices, some people are regretting, some people are gloating, and some people are angry, but they are just saying a few words of sighing, even if it is not pleasing to the eye when looking at the Demon Fang Palace, who dares to really offend the Demon Fang Palace?

"Boom!"

A two-story house fell from mid-air and smashed into the tribute procession, overturning a tribute cart, and the two armorers guarding the tribute cart were thrown out and crushed under the rubble.

On the streets, there was chaos.

The convoy of tribute, stopped.

"Whew!"

A group of warriors dressed in black slaughtered out of the crowd, masked with black cloth, with a cold murderous aura, and holding black swords in their hands, just like a group of gods of death killing into a tribute convoy.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The cultivation of the black-clothed warriors was very powerful, like a group of fierce wolves, and in just a breath of time, they put down more than a dozen armor soldiers who were escorted to pay tribute.

One of the tall black-clothed warriors, like a leader, broke into Zi Hanyan's chariot, grabbed Zi Hanyan's wrist, and wanted to take her away.

This group of black-clothed warriors was very quick and well-trained, and they quickly killed the guards of the convoy escorting the tribute, and they were about to leave with the purple cold smoke!

"Whew!"

A sharp white brilliance flew out from the golden-colored dragon elephant cart in the front, changing dozens of directions in a row, and the speed was as fast as a streamer!

When the white light stopped, everyone saw that it was a man dressed in white!

It's just that his speed is so fast that it looks like a white light.

"Bang! bang......"

Dozens of black-clothed warriors who had cultivated to be powerful all fell to the ground, and there was a finger-sized blood hole at the center of their eyebrows, in which red blood and white brains flowed.

In just an instant, dozens of martial arts masters were killed. This kind of tactic is really appalling, and it shocks the monks on both sides of the street!

He is the strongest man of the young generation in Jiuyue Frontier, the son of Wuyue.

Wuyue Gongzi is not a polite and polite beautiful man, but he is very burly, with a Chinese-shaped face, dark skin, thick eyebrows, and a body more than two meters tall!

He stood in the middle of the street, with his hands behind his back, like an iron tower, staring sharply at the leader of the black-clothed warriors and Zi Hanyan standing opposite, snorted coldly, and said, "Even Lord Fang's tribute dares to snatch it, Your Excellency's courage is really not small!"

"If it is really a tribute to Lord Fang, I naturally will not rob it, but some people are pretending to be powerful tigers, and they use the prestige of Lord Fangwang to seek benefits for themselves, why don't I dare to snatch it?" The leader of the black-clothed warrior stood in front of Zi Hanyan and said in a low voice: "Yan'er, you go first, I'll stop him." ”

Zi Hanyan tightly tugged at the arm of the black-clothed warrior leader, pursed his lips, and shook his head vigorously.

Wuyue Gongzi sneered and said, "No one can leave today!"

Flames erupted from his skin, turning crimson like red-hot iron, and sparks erupted from the air and his skin.

The figure moved, and rushed towards the purple cold smoke and the leader of the black-clothed warriors.

Childe Wuyue unleashed a pair of flaming fists, condensing the phantom of the two fire unicorn heads, and erupted into a terrifying beast roar.

The leader of the black-clothed warrior and Zi Hanyan played their martial arts magic powers at the same time to resist the past, but in just an instant, the two of them were blasted out and fell dozens of feet away.

In the face of the terrifying combat power of the Moonless Prince, the two of them couldn't resist even a single round, so they suffered heavy losses at the same time.

"Boom!"

The speed of the Moonless Boy was agile, and in an instant, he rushed to the leader of the black-clothed warrior, and before the leader of the black-clothed warrior could react, he slashed down with one palm, cutting off the right leg of the black-clothed warrior's head.

"Ah......h

The leader of the black-clothed warriors let out a scream, and his entire right leg was unconscious, and the blood at the knee was broken, and blood flowed out, soaking the ground red.

"Daddy!"

Zi Hanyan covered his chest, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tears, and he rushed towards the leader of the black-clothed warrior, wanting to pick up the leader of the black-clothed warrior.

Wuyue Gongzi's expression was indifferent, and he grabbed Zi Hanyan's hair and lifted her face, revealing her beautiful and slender neck, her scalp was ripped to a "bang" sound, and her mouth made a painful sound!

Wuyue Gongzi ignored her, stepped on the chest of the leader of the black-clothed warriors, suppressed the leader of the black-clothed warriors unable to move, snorted coldly, and said: "Zilianshan, you are so bold, you even dare to snatch the tribute of Lord Fang, it seems that your Purple Clan is really too arrogant, and you have completely ignored Lord Fangwang." ”

The leader of the black-clothed martial artist clenched his teeth and said angrily: "Nangong Xiao'er, since I dare to come to Zilian Mountain, I have never thought of returning to the Purple Clan. To be honest, I have broken away from the Purple Clan, and if you want to use this incident as an excuse to convict the Purple Clan, then you have miscalculated!"

"Bang!"

The Moonless Princesse kicked the leader of the black-clothed warrior out with a kick.

The leader of the black-clothed warrior slammed into the hard wall, his head bleeding and buried under the broken wall.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Childe Wuyue glanced coldly at the monks on both sides of the street, and the monks fled one after another, because they were so panicked that some of them stepped on their trouser legs and fell to the ground.

"Shame on the face!"

Wuyue Gongzi stared at Zi Hanyan, pulled her hair, dragged her to the ground, dragged her to the bottom of the red sandalwood chariot, and threw her into the red sandalwood chariot with a wave of his arm.

"Keep on the road......"

As soon as the moonless prince said this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked towards the top of the red sandalwood chariot, only to see a man in a blue shirt standing on the top of the chariot, looking relatively thin, with a golden ghost mask on his face.

Just now, when he threw the purple cold smoke into the red sandalwood chariot, there was no one on the top of the chariot.

Just one time to turn around, there is an extra person on it, which is extremely weird.

"Who is it?" "Wuyue Gongzi naturally didn't have a trace of fear, and asked coldly.

"Wow!"

The man in a green shirt wearing a golden ghost mask walked down from the top of the chariot, really walking step by step, walking in the air, like stepping on an invisible staircase!

He fell to the ground lightly, glanced at the purple cold smoke in the chariot, and said, "Gongzichuan!"

"Childe Chuan?"

Wuyue Gongzi smiled coldly, "In front of my Wuyue Gongzi, anyone who dares to call the word 'Childe' is a capital crime. ”

Wuyue Gongzi's palm turned into a paw print, his five fingers burst into flames, his feet took two steps forward, and he stepped on the ground with two deep footprints, and grabbed Ning Xiaochuan with one claw.

The claws of the hand, which turned into the claws of the fire unicorn, instantly reached the eyes of the man in the green shirt wearing the golden ghost mask, and the crimson flames almost completely wrapped the man in the green shirt.

"Bang!"

The man in the green shirt wrapped his hands in lightning, tore the flames apart, jumped upward, jumped into the red sandalwood chariot, and stretched out an arm to hug the waist of the frightened purple cold smoke.

The Moonless Boy let out a long roar, and a claw tore through, shattering the entire chariot.

"Bang!"

The man in the green shirt picked up the purple cold smoke and turned it into a colorful streamer, and his body was raised upwards by more than ten zhang high!

Wuyue Gongzi snorted coldly, kicked his legs on the ground, and shot up suddenly, hitting a "Qilin Claw" again, turning into a five-meter-long flame Qilin Claw.

The body of the man in the green shirt moved in mid-air, and the position of each shift was extremely mysterious, drawing an arc in the air, it was like a volley of emptiness, changing his position seven times in a row, and dodging the seven fierce attacks of the moonless prince.

The monks below were dumbfounded.

They were amazed by the strength of the Moonless Prince's martial arts powers, and every move had the power to overwhelm the mountains and seas. At the same time, they admired the mysterious man in green shirts, holding a woman in his hand, but his body was very strange, like walking with clouds and water, so that Wuyue Gongzi didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.