A graceful white shadow burst out of the carriage, a few flexible somersaults, standing steadily on the roof of the carriage, and shouted: "I am the Holy See of Brightness in the Western Continent, the special envoy Daphne sent to the Yan Kingdom...... Whoever wants to kill me, report it!"

The people of the Python Desolate Bandit Group were all stunned: What? Bright Holy See? Could it be that this mission is to assassinate important people of the Bright Holy See?

The bandits on the outer layer all turned their heads to look at Akiyama Moto, a few other core leaders.

Akiyama Yuan looked at Tang Hu, and Tang Hu shook his head in confusion, indicating that he didn't know?

Tang Liang was conceited, and he and his three followers still stayed in the dense forest, and did not follow the bandits to sneak attack and go into danger, and Murong Qianqian rarely stepped out of the house a few years ago, Tang Liang didn't know what she looked like at all, only heard that Murong Qianqian was a beautiful woman who was born beautiful.

Daphne stood on the roof of the carriage, her jade face was cold, a white cloak fluttering, that kind of graceful and moving demeanor, extremely charming, the cold light of the beautiful contacts flickered, staring at Akiyama Yuan fiercely, her hand violently pulled away the hat that covered her hair, and suddenly revealed a bright blonde hair, which made Daphne look even more beautiful and moving in the sunlight after the snow.

"Blonde. There was an uproar in the hearts of the bandits.

The wasteland continent is vast and vast, consisting of the wasteland forest and the east, west, north and south, four continents, and each continent is hundreds of millions of miles apart. After more than 100,000 years of expansion and integration of human races, the circulation and development of commercial wealth, cultural integration, intermarriage of various races, and the exchange and learning of martial arts skills, the free flow of all human races converges among the countries of the wasteland continent.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yan is just a small border country, but there are also many Westerners in Yan who communicate in commerce, culture, and martial arts, carry out various affairs and activities, and take on various positions, such as Yang Fei, who adopted Liang Mutou, and Phyllis, the number one staff member around him, is a Westerner from the Western Kaiya Empire.

However, few Westerners are in the sensitive core positions that can endanger the country, such as political power, royalty, aristocracy, and military power, and Westerners play an auxiliary role at most, brokers, staff, mercenaries, and so on.

In particular, dozens of countries in the Eastern Continent have always maintained a strong vigilance against the martial arts forces of the other three continents in the Eastern Continent to develop and invade in the Eastern Continent, just as the forces of the Holy See of Light are also constrained by many restrictions and clauses when they enter the Eastern Continent, and they cannot be allowed to infiltrate and intervene in their own government affairs at will. Therefore, since Murong Shenji once served as the prime minister of Yan State, his daughter Murong Qianqian is unlikely to be a blonde Westerner.

Akiyama Yuan is now in a dilemma, the forces of the Bright Holy See have just set foot in the Yan Kingdom, and there is no need to worry, if the Tang family really asks him to assassinate one or two people from the Holy See, he will carry it out without care, but now the problem is that the target task is not the people of the Holy See, and of course he himself will not provoke the Holy See of Light for no reason.

For Devonie, do you kill or give up, or continue to look for Murong Qianqian?

Akiyama Yuan's eyes flashed, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, his spear was as steady as a rock, and he smiled freely: "Who am I...... The important thing is that since you also know that you are self-reporting, you must already know who our real target is...... If you tell us that she's there, we'll let you live, how about it?"

Speaking of this, Akiyama Yuan paused, his tone changed, low and full of a decisive murderous aura: "Otherwise, even if the power of the Bright Sect is monstrous, it is also a matter far away in the sky. ”

Remy, who was guarding under the carriage, immediately rebuked angrily: "Bold, arrogant heretic, how dare you blatantly claim to harm the messenger of the God of Light, with me, I will not harm Miss Devany to you under any circumstances." ”

Remy immediately slashed his sword, clenched his spear with both hands and pointed at the bandits, his eyes became deep and endless, and his whole body looked like he was at home.

In the past few days, the fat man Kyle, who has temporarily taken over the driving responsibility on the carriage, and Devany on the roof of the carriage, saw that Remy looked like he was going to fight the bandits, and they scolded in unison: What a fool with no brains, he only knows how to practice muscles, and the other party is obviously a bandit who kills people without blinking, what is the point of what you say to them blatantly? If you want to fight to the death with them, isn't it self-defeating? You don't want to live, and don't pull us along.

Kyle stood up, laughed dryly, and in his round face full of fat, a pair of small eyes revealed a trace of essence, and said with a pretended relaxation: "All things and lives in the world are created by the great light God, how can you be afraid of death as a servant of God." Even if you kill our bodies, as long as the miracles of the Light God remain, our souls will gain eternal life, and you say that you want us to tell us what you want? Isn't that tantamount to asking us to betray our friends?" The fat man said this, turned his head and took a deep look at Murong Qianqian's carriage behind him, and then said: "As a monk of the Holy See, I have a loving heart, and you want to ask us to betray our friends, it is simply wishful thinking, the great God of Light will definitely punish you sinners with blood on your hands." ”

Akiyama Yuan just followed the gaze of the fat Kyle and looked at Murong Qianqian's carriage in the team behind. There weren't many guards on the side of the carriage, and there were only three of them on the surface. But the three of them are all female figures, and they are calm and calm between their gestures, and if you look closely, you will know that they are extraordinary.

One of them is even more like an abyss, with a handsome face, a tall nose bridge, clear and distinct facial features, eyes that seem to be open and closed, and there are flashes of essence and light from time to time, and he has a natural feeling that he is a difficult character to mess with at a glance, it is Murong Fengxue.

Kyle, a lewd fat man, deliberately hinted with his eyes which carriage was in which Murong Qianqian was riding, and the core figures such as Akiyama Yuan, Akiyama Feng, Akiyama Bamboo, and Tang Hu had already looked at it in their eyes, and they knew it as well, Akiyama Yuan did not delay, and immediately commanded the bandits to turn around and kill to the rear of the caravan.

The caravan guards and the bandits were tragically strangled together, Hu Yicheng calmly shouted that the guards continued to stubbornly block the bandits, both sides are now dead and wounded, the python bandit group has more than seventy or eighty people killed and wounded, and the caravan has more dead and wounded, more than two hundred, because at the beginning of the sudden attack by the rune crossbow, caught off guard, many people were lost, but most of the caravan died were low-level warriors, and it did not have a great impact on the strength of the caravan.

Liang Mutou has been hiding on the side and watching the melee between the two sides, while transporting the golden true qi of the dantian to repair the injured meridians in the body, the golden true qi forms a rotating whirlpool, which naturally flows in the body, and the mind rotates with the whirlpool, mixing with heaven and earth, entering the realm of no one and no self, forgetting the inside and the outside, and the body is full of business.

The melee of more than 1,000 people in the audience, any subtle changes in the scene seemed to show Liang Mutou's perception clearly, the natural flow of blood sea demon qi and heavenly thunder true qi, but not a trace of overflow from the body, last night and today's injuries immediately healed most of them, magical to the extreme.

Just when Liang Mutou was still immersed in his martial arts cultivation, a middle-level bandit of the fifth order of martial arts fought in the crowd and was forced to Liang Mutou's side.

He saw Liang Mutou, stabbed out the long sword with a cruel smile, and quickly pointed at Liang Mutou's heart, Liang Mutou was still that relaxed and indifferent, serving a gap in the opponent, avoiding the long sword, bullying the forward, and striking out with a palm with his left hand, the bandit was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly said: You don't run away, but you want to compete with me for true qi, I really don't know whether to live or die.

Stretching out a palm, the two palms of the short hand, Liang Mutou condensed the blood sea demon qi and the heavenly thunder true qi, condensed into a line, the majestic strength was like an iron cone, tearing his true qi from the other party's palm, and rushed straight to the heart of the bandit, the bandit was shocked, and before he had time to call, his heart was broken and died, Liang Mutou did not wait for others to find out that the bandit was dead, the thick back knife in his right hand spewed out a blazing flame and rolled towards the bandit, without a trace of demonic energy overflowing, the bandit had been destroyed and burned into a piece of charcoal.

The chaotic battle between the bandits and the caravan on the mountain road became more and more tragic, and the corpses were all over the ground, and everywhere were shocking stumps and blood, and everywhere was splashed with blood, and people were turned on their backs.

Qiu Shan Yuan's Heavenly Spear in his hand picked down a number of caravan guards, and he had already killed Murong Fengxue.

Murong Fengxue held the sword and faced it, giving birth to an unstoppable momentum all over her body, and the murderous aura of Sen Han filled the audience.

Akiyama Yuan rushed over, the momentum between the steps was impressive, coupled with his majestic and majestic figure like a mountain, sharp eyes, the heavenly spear stabbed Murong Fengxue unparalleled, Murong Fengxue did not dodge, the long sword turned into a sword light to meet the armillary spear, the sword ** mang intersected, before the gun and sword touched, the slinging together, the sound shook the sky, the two of them each took two steps back, and they were equally divided.

The figures of the two people swayed, the guns and swords were murderous, the moves of opening and closing widely, the ice crystals and wind knives flying all over the field, the two did not give in to each other, the moves were dangerous, more than 20 rounds of rapid strikes, the two of them were extremely vigorous and hard at full speed, and with a bang, Murong Fengxue and Qiu Shan Yuan both fell back again, and at the same time spurted blood from their mouths.