"Da Da Da ......"

In the straight section of the Maple Forest Valley, a fine cavalry of all colors of Xuanjia roared across the border, all wearing bows and crossings, equipped with two war horses, and marched north with the only carriage of the Chinese army, and the sound of heavy horse hooves was like the sound of pouring rain, and the dust was flying.

"Stop!"

A hearty magnetic cheer came from inside the carriage, drowning out the noise around it.

"Phew."

Sitting on the wheel of the car and driving was a man in a dark shirt named Shen Lian.

Shen Lian is a centurion in Jiang Guojun's army, a native of Fenglin County, because he is familiar with the path from Emperor Jiang City to Fenglin County, so in recent years, he has escorted the immortal envoy of Qingguang Shangzong to Fenglin County, and led a hundred horsemen under his command as an entourage, waiting for the orders of the immortal envoy.

Hearing the immortal envoy's words, Shen Lian didn't dare to delay, while pulling a rein in his hand above the back of the horse pulling the cart, drinking the horses, and at the same time commanding the lieutenant general who was driving along: "Pass the order, guard in place, you are responsible for supervising the army." ”

"Whoa."

The adjutant general clenched his fists to receive the order, and then raised the gesture of 'stop marching', and shouted the general's order to the whole army: "Stop marching, stand on guard!" ”

Several commanders conveyed the military order again as soon as possible, and the whole army slowed down.

When he immediately neighed, he drove the war horse closer to the carriage, including the tanma who opened the road and met the water bridge in the mountains, and quickly shrank the warning range, and no one panicked.

The order is prohibited, it can be described as elite!

After explaining to the deputy general and supervising the army, Shen Lian's attention was focused on stopping the carriage, waiting for the carriage to slow down its forward momentum, skillfully sliding on the ground with his heels, trying to unload the force artificially, and stopping the carriage that was still moving forward due to the force of inertia, like a coachman who had been driving for many years.

Before the carriage could come to a complete stop, a young man lifted the curtain and stepped out.

It was Ye Chen.

According to the territorial division of Jiang State, Jiang Emperor City is located in the north of the center of the border, only four counties away from Fenglin County, more than a thousand miles away.

Compared with the monk's sword, the mortals' chariots and horses can be described as very slow, this journey of more than 1,000 miles, or through the straight and wide straight road of Jiang Guo, along the way post stations to replenish supplies, change horses, bumpy all the way, starry night, hurry up and hurry, only to enter the territory of Fenglin County, it is already the second day that Ye Chen left Jiang Emperor City.

At such a speed, if it weren't for Ye Chen's ignorance of the way to Fenglin County, he would have gone by himself.

Later, I thought that it was also important to preserve my strength at all times when I was away from home, and besides, I really needed the help of the locals to act in Fenglin County, so I extinguished the idea of groping for the past, and on the way, through the mouth of Shen Lian, the guide, I learned more about Fenglin County and the mundane world.

At this moment, Ye Chen stopped at the wheel and looked in one direction.

Following his line of sight, in a piece of the sky that Shen Lian and other mortals could not reach, the birds were all startled, and there was sand and dust flying.

The sound of the march just now was too noisy, and at this time it was quiet, and with the ear power of the sixth layer of his qi training, he could vaguely hear the sound of wanton laughter, begging for mercy, and crying echoing in the valley a little farther away.

Ye Chen's brows furrowed slightly.

As soon as he touched the storage bag, he flew out with a sword.

Then someone else stepped out of the wheel.

At the moment when he was about to step into the air, the flying sword had already nimbly wrapped under his feet.

Ye Chen stepped on the flying sword, suddenly rode the wind, and only threw Shen Lian, who was holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, and looked at him leaving his back with a blank expression, and dropped a sentence: "General Shen, take people to continue to the north, don't wait for me." ”

And he himself directly opened the sixth-level body protection true qi of qi training, although he couldn't block all the wind power, he could also ensure that others would not be blown down by the wind, and he rode the sword at full speed towards the source of the sound.

In an instant, across the many mountains and forests below, Ye Chen quickly broke away from the range of the straight road, and his eyes could already reach the source of the movement.

It was an ordinary mountain road.

On a section of the official road, there were many people and horses, and the line dragged on for a long time, and there were hundreds of people by sight.

I saw a wicked man with a vicious scar on his face riding on a horse, raising the whip in his hand high, and motionless towards the official road, covered with whip marks and blood, and a person who did not know whether he was alive or dead whipped down.

"Smack."

A crisp whip sound.

Next to him, he was blocked by another group of evil men, and in the ragged group of people, there was also a crying voice of a woman crying and shouting: "Uncle, please stop fighting, don't fight, and if you beat my family again, you will be killed, Xianggong~"

The rest of the ragged and hungry people also had a relative, the men dared to speak angrily, and some of the women sobbed and secretly wiped their tears.

Ye Chen looked at this scene from afar, and his face sank.

……

"Hahaha, untouchables still dare to pretend to be sick, this is the end of pretending to be sick." Scar rode on his horse and laughed.

As he spoke, he raised his whip again and pointed at the woman who was crying so badly, and smirked: "Pull her out too, and taste the whip!" ”

Several wicked men instantly dragged the crying woman out and threw her under the Scarface horse at will.

Scarface smiled wickedly and raised his whip in the air.

Just as he was about to whip this whip hard, he only heard a 'bang' in his ears, and the cold light flashed, and his arm was painful, and blood gushed out.

"My hand ~ my hand ~ ah ~ "

Scarface rolled straight off the horse, clutching his arms and screaming in pain, like killing a pig.

The rest of the people were stunned by this turn of events, and their eyes were stunned.

And that cold light was a long sword with a slight blue light.

After the first blow was successful, the sword stopped its momentum and made a big bend, heading towards the sky.

Everyone's eyes climbed up the long sword, only to find a figure in the sky, the long sword that cut off Scarface's arm was the scabbard that had sunk into his hand.

The sunlight was a little big, very dazzling, and after these mortals got used to the sight, they saw clearly that it was a young man who was stepping on a wide sword weapon, fairy wind and bones, and the afterglow of the sun shone on him, as if he was wearing a divine golden vision.

"Immortals!"

Someone exclaimed, and then knelt down to a large area, kowtowing and calling the words immortals, the sky has eyes, and the immortals have come to save us.

Including those evil men, their faces were also pale, and a drop of their weapons fell, and then they quickly fell to their knees, buried their heads on the ground, did not dare to raise their heads, and trembled.

Ye Chen's body rose and fell with the flying sword, and the blue light sword with his fingers in the sheath looked down at the people who knelt down and kowtowed, and was slightly silent.

Naturally, he made a move because he couldn't get used to Scarface bullying the weak, and Scarface had a vicious aura of bullying the good and suppressing the good, so he was not a good person at first glance, so he directly cut off one of the latter's arms with a low-grade magic weapon issued by the sect.

I didn't expect these mortals to react so much, and when they saw him, they bowed their heads directly.

It was only now that he understood why immortal cultivators were always above the world.

Everything comes from the power in the hands.

And the transcendent feeling of the infinitely satisfied, high-minded world master in my heart!