Li Youle turned his horse, glanced at Meng Su meaningfully before turning around, and rode his horse towards Yongqiu. The horse's hooves passed by, bringing up streams of flying dust, and looking through the fluttering dust, his back looked bleak and vicissitudes.

Xiang Ye looked at Li You's back, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, he knew that this farewell would become an eternal farewell.

Li You chased them without an entourage, which was undoubtedly very dangerous when the war was approaching.

But Li You still came, and Xiang Ye knew that Li You came in a hurry not to give him a chance to rebel, but to take one last look at Meng Su. Li You was ready to die, and he just wanted to see Mengsu again, whom he had been trying to protect, before he died.

Xiang Ye suddenly regretted it. He regretted opening his mouth to persuade Li You to join the Chu army, and his persuasion appeared to be an attempt to save Li You, but in fact it was a damper for the last remaining self-esteem of a warrior who was determined to die.

The smoky wind of July blows on people's bodies, not taking away a trace of heat, but will bring people a scorching mania.

Xiang Ye and Meng Su slowed down their pace, their hearts were very heavy. The rising sun was like a fireball hanging in mid-air, baking the dirt surface of the official road a little hot, and the steaming heat wave flowed like a wave in front of Xiang Ye and Meng Su's eyes.

Xiang Ye raised his sleeves, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, walked to the carriage and looked at Li Xinpeng lying in the carriage.

Li Xinpeng is still in a coma, he has been in a coma for a day and a night, if he continues to be in such a coma, his hope of waking up will become more and more slim.

In the direction of Yongqiu, a carriage with a smooth and shiny carriage painted with black mountain paint rumbled over, and the two war horses pulling the carriage seemed to have run a long distance, panting while running.

The carriage galloped past Xiang Ye and Meng Su, and rushed towards Chen Liu. When the carriage passed by the two of them, Xiang Ye saw that the person driving the carriage was a young man with fair skin and long fingers, who did not look like a farmer or a gangster.

In the open carriage, two four or five-year-old children, a man and a woman, looked at Xiang Ye and Meng Su who were slowly moving forward with wide eyes.

When the carriage galloped past, Xiang Ye saw a pile of dry and blackened hay piled up at the end of the carriage. He was stunned for a moment, and shouted to Meng Su: "The one in front is Lang Zhong, let's chase him quickly and ask him for some herbs." ”

Before Meng Su could react, Xiang Ye had already ridden his horse to chase after him.

As soon as Xiang Ye rode out of the horse, Meng Su heard another "ding" sound of horses' hooves behind her, she hurriedly turned her head and looked back, only to see six galloping war horses approaching her quickly. On horseback, six knights dressed in black swung their horses and galloped their horses as if they were chasing someone.

Meng Su, who was about to raise his whip and rush out with Xiang Ye, saw the six knights running over, hurriedly reined in his horse, and fell far behind.

"Sir, stay!" The war horse was originally going to run faster than the carriage, not to mention that Xiang Ye was riding the world's famous horse Chiji, and it didn't take long for him to catch up with the carriage in front, and the horizontal horse stopped in front of the carriage.

When the young man who was driving the car saw someone stop in front of the car, he subconsciously pulled the reins, and the carriage rushed forward a few steps before stopping, and the two children in the carriage crashed into the front lining of the carriage due to the action of inertia. This hit very hard, and the two children immediately cried "wow".

"Good boy, don't cry!" The young man turned his head and looked at the two crying children in the carriage with a heartache, and then turned his head and glared at Xiang Ye with a face full of shame and said, "Since you have caught up, let's do it!" ”

"Do it?" Xiang Ye looked at the young man in confusion, and said very puzzled: "Why should I kill you?" I just have a brother who is seriously injured and would like to ask my husband to take a look at him. ”

"How do you know I'm Lang Zhong?" The young man turned his head and glanced at the six black-clothed knights who rushed behind him, then turned around and said to Xiang Ye with some anxiety: "It's not that Han Xian is sick and doesn't get medical treatment, it's really an emergency, and I hope that the hero will give way, Han Xian's life is not a pity, pity my little children, they are still young, please leave a way for them to live!" ”

"Are the people behind you chasing you?" Xiang Ye followed Han Xian's gaze and looked at the six knights who were running in the distance and asked, "Why are they chasing and killing you?" ”

Han Xian turned his head, his eyes were full of fear and looked at the man in black who was getting closer and closer, and almost roared and shouted to Xiang Ye, "Let us go!" ”

The corners of Xiang Ye's mouth pulled up slightly, shook his head and said, "No, I can't let you go, my brother is still unconscious, you have to save him!" ”

While he was talking to Han Xian, the six knights had already rushed to a place that was only more than a hundred steps away from the carriage.

The six of them pressed their hands on the horse's back, and they all jumped into the air in unison, their movements were so uniform that even the squatting range when they landed was almost identical. As soon as the six of them landed on their feet, they drew their short swords and rushed towards Han Xian's carriage.

Xiang Ye's brows furrowed slightly. He felt a little familiar with the body of these people, when he rescued Xiahou Ying outside Chengyang City, the black-clothed people who fought against him were the same body style.

The six black-clothed men shot straight towards the carriage that Han Xian was holding like six jet-black lightning bolts, and after a few moves, they rushed to a place that was only more than ten steps away from the carriage.

As soon as Xiang Ye lifted the reins of the horse, Chi Ji neighed, and the moment the six black-clothed men rushed to the carriage, Chi Ji jumped over the carriage in the air and blocked in front of them.

"Several, I want to ask this Lang Zhong to heal my brother, if you have any grievances, please count them in the future, no one is allowed to touch him today!" Xiang Ye reined in his horse, pressed his long sword in his hand, and shouted unceremoniously to the six black-clothed people who rushed towards him.

The six men in black obviously didn't take Xiang Ye seriously, and when they were about to rush to Chi Ji, they all stabbed at Chi Ji's chest with their short swords.

The corners of Xiang Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and he said secretly: "It's a good time!" ”

What he was waiting for was for these black-clothed people to make the first move, outside Chengyang City, he had already killed more than a dozen black-clothed people with the same method, and he didn't care about killing six more. He didn't do it first because he needed a reason, a reason to protect himself.

The man in black stabbed with his sword, Xiang Ye pulled the reins, Chiji's front hooves were raised, he jumped up in the air, and jumped over the heads of the six men in black.

As soon as its four hooves hit the ground, its two hind legs lifted up and kicked it backwards.

Chiji jumped over his head, and the six men in black were taken aback, and hurriedly turned around and pounced back.

The man in black who rushed to the front saw that the short sword in his hand could stab Chiji, but he didn't expect Chiji to kick his leg backwards heavily.

Two huge horses' hooves smashed on the chest of the man in black, and the man in black only felt a tightness in his chest, and his body was no longer under his control, and he flew out in the air.

Chi Ji's legs were more than a thousand jun, and the man in black swayed his limbs in mid-air, and crossed Han Xian's carriage before falling heavily to the ground.

Han Xian's mouth was wide open, and he looked at the man in black who was lying in front of the carriage in amazement, his body was still twitching violently, and he actually forgot that he and the two children were still being chased and killed, and he was stunned for a long time without coming back to his senses.

The two children huddled in the carriage stared at the sudden fight, facing the killing, there was no panic in their eyes, but a little joy, their clenched little fists trembled slightly, and they looked eager to rush forward immediately and help Xiang Ye kill all these black-clothed people at once.

The man in black was kicked out of two large pits in the chest by the horse's hooves, and after falling to the ground, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he saw that he could not live.

Chiji kicked one person to death, Xiang Ye pressed the horse's back with one hand, retreated in the air, and crashed into the remaining five black-clothed people.

Seeing Xiang Ye jumping off the war horse with his back to them, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he stabbed forward with his sword, and the five swords stabbed straight at Xiang Ye's back.

Xiang Ye's body was still in regression, and seeing that he was about to hit the swords of the five black-clothed men, he twisted his waist in mid-air and rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and after turning around, he didn't wait for his feet to hit the ground, and vigorously sharpened a sword towards the five black-clothed men.

The five men in black stabbed out with short swords, and they were about to stab Xiang Ye, how could they have thought that Xiang Ye would be able to twist around in mid-air and slash out a sword at them.

The three people who rushed to the front only felt a flash of silver light in front of them, and their throats suddenly cooled, and then they saw their headless bodies spraying blood like a jet fountain, and the surrounding scenery was also rolling rapidly in front of them.

When the tumbling scene finally stopped, they saw a scorched yellow earth, and then there was darkness before their eyes, and the hustle and bustle of the world suddenly fell silent.

The remaining two people were a little further back, and when Xiang Ye turned around and drew a sword, they hurriedly retreated and stepped back, although the long sword did not cut their necks, it also made them break out in a cold sweat.

"Who are you?" The two black-clothed men retreated beyond the reach of Xiang Ye's long sword, and one of them asked Xiang Ye with a trembling voice, "Why do you want to obstruct us from doing things?" Could it be that you don't know the name of Yanyun Assassin? ”

The tip of the long sword in Xiang Ye's hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and on the body of the long sword, there was still the blood of some black-clothed people who were killed by him. Blood slipped from the smooth sword, drop by drop onto the dusty loess pavement.

"Yanyun assassin? Is there a Wu Yue sword mound? Xiang Ye tilted his head and said with a nonchalant face: "I dare to kill the people of Wu Yue Sword Shrine, and I still care about the little Yanyun assassin?" ”

When Xiang Ye said this, the two men in black stared at Xiang Ye with round eyes and looked at Xiang Ye with an incredible face, they really didn't dare to imagine that this young man in front of them, who looked no more than twenty years old, dared to provoke Wu Yue, the most powerful sword mound in the world.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name, the two of us will make it clear to the head of the family when we go back, and the Yanyun Assassin will definitely ask Your Excellency for advice in the future!" The two men in black arched their hands towards Xiang Ye, and one of them asked Xiang Ye's origin with a threatening tone.