Everyone in the carriage looked at Zhong Yangming with hellish eyes, especially the red-haired ghost with big gold teeth who had opened his mouth to provoke before, and now he just wanted to shrink himself into a ball and squeeze into the corner.

Sword qi is already a legend on the rivers and lakes, and this method of directly condensing water into a sword is really unheard of.

No one wants to be held to the throat by a flying sword, such martial arts are simply invincible.

Wen Qing is not from the rivers and lakes, although the condensation into a sword is gorgeous, but for a layman like him, he only knows that Zhong Yangming is powerful, but he doesn't know how powerful it is, so he calmed down the fastest.

Seeing that the bodyguards were all suppressed, Wen Qing hurriedly rounded the field and said, "Yuji Dao Chief's subordinates are merciful, and they are just doing their duty as bodyguards." ”

Zhong Yangming smiled slightly, waved his hand and turned the water sword into clear water, wetting Hu Sandao's clothes.

Hu Sandao didn't even dare to wipe it, so he could only hold the handle tightly, otherwise he was afraid that his hands would tremble.

If Hu Sandao is a little braver, he will find that this water sword is just a good thing.

Zhong Yangming's current mana can only condense water vapor into the shape of a sword, but it is still water, and it is soft to the touch, but it can't cut his throat.

If you want to hurt someone with a water sword, you have to start speeding up far away, and then turn into a ball of water to smash people.

Maybe when he cultivates a little higher and can condense water into ice, then he can really take people's heads dozens of zhang away.

However, if Hu Sandao really dared to reach out and touch it, Zhong Yangming would let him see what it means to cultivate immortals without talking about martial arts.

Although the voices of doubt are gone, the matter has not been resolved.

Someone in the carriage saw that the atmosphere was heavy, patted his ass and said: "Jade Dao long swordsmanship is superb, with him, what are we afraid of." Young Master Wen, we should move forward boldly. No matter what kind of ambush he is, who can stop the sword qi of the Jade Dao Chief? ”

Zhong Yangming followed the sound and looked over, it turned out to be the red-haired ghost with big gold teeth who was outrageous before, but now his face was full of flattering smiles.

This face has become fast enough, worthy of the old rivers and lakes.

Zhong Yangming didn't mean to pursue it, the blue staff guest was still alive and dead, and he was also very curious.

But the rain was so loud that he couldn't see or hear what was happening.

Wen Qing seemed to be bold, and let the groom slowly approach with the carriage.

When the carriage advanced to about five feet away from the road, Zhong Yangming saw the blue cane man who fell to the ground.

Blood was pouring down his neck, staining a large area of the ground red, even in the heavy rain.

This is clearly dead.

Hu Sandao and the others lifted the curtain and walked out of the car with a hat.

A group of people approached the body of the Pole and were about to examine his wounds. But Zhong Yangming didn't look at the corpse, but looked at the big tree blocking the way.

The trunk of the tree was close to two or three people hugging each other, and it was lying across the road with the canopy, blocking most of the official road.

But such a large tree must not be blown down by heavy rain.

Zhong Yangming looked at the location of the tree root, and sure enough, he saw the marks of the axe.

Looking up at the hillwall beside the road, the tree must have been cut down and pushed down the mountain.

But what about the death of the Blue Scepter?

Zhong Yangming was about to look at the corpse, but more than a dozen black shadows suddenly appeared above the trunk of the tree, and raised the delicate short crossbow in his hand condescendingly.

A rain of arrows fell, and most of Wen Qing's bodyguards fell.

The group of archers was hiding on the other side of the tree trunk, and as soon as the crowd approached, they popped out of their upper bodies and fired a volley at these quacks.

Hu Sandao does seem to have the capital of Dangse, his long knife came out of the sheath and blocked two short arrows in a row, but a bloody mark was cut on his thigh, and he was not fatally injured.

Others can't do it, and many of the bodyguards who didn't have time to let Zhong Yangming remember were hit by several arrows and died directly.

Naturally, these archers would not let go of the carriage, but the distance was too far, and it was affected by heavy rain, and most of the crossbow arrows flew over and did not know where they flew.

Even if one or two arrows could be missed, Zhong Yangming gently reached out and picked them off.

"Ambush a dozen short crossbows on a rainy day?"

Zhong Yangming began to feel that the situation was not quite right, this was not an ordinary robber, he had never heard of a robber so rich.

Daqian couldn't help but use crossbows, because this thing is very expensive, the cost is much more expensive than bows, and ordinary people can't hoard a lot of them, only rich people will occasionally collect a few.

And the crossbow is really not as good as the bow, whether it is range or power, it is better than aiming conveniently, and no training is required.

But there are many people who rebel against the big cadres, and I have never heard of anyone who would use such a delicate thing as a crossbow.

Being able to take out so many crossbows won't have anything to do with that Red Feather Villa, right?

Zhong Yangming thought a lot in an instant, and Hu Sandao had already blocked the first wave of arrow rain and fled to the carriage again.

Those who came back with Hu Sandao were the only ones left with the red-haired ghost with big gold teeth.

This man was angry and stood behind others, so he retreated unscathed, but close to ten martial arts masters, only two died in one round, which shows the power of the crossbowman.

This is also the reason why Zhong Yangming didn't like to practice martial arts before, and it is better to bring ten palace guards than to train hard for twenty years.

But now, there are no guards by his side.

The ambushers who had finished shooting the arrows did not let Zhong Yangming and their plans go, and they all crossed the trunk of the tree, drew their long knives and rushed towards the carriage.

The distance was too short, the carriage didn't have time to turn around, and seeing that it was about to be surrounded, Zhong Yangming had to make a move.

The mana spread, and the raindrops that fell near the carriage seemed to be pulled and suddenly hovered in the air.

Such a strange situation startled the attacking crossbowmen.

Then they found that the pouring rain had turned into a storm of wind, and the raindrops flew out almost flat and crashed towards them.

The power of this raindrop was much greater than expected, and they tried desperately to stabilize their bodies, but they were still swept away by this flood-like rain, and some of them were washed directly onto the trunk of the tree, and they didn't know how many ribs they broke off.

This is the result of Zhong Yangming's recent cultivation, and the huge mana brought by the entire twelve life stars has already given him a little bit of the meaning of calling for wind and rain.

Mortals don't know immortal arts, and in the eyes of others, Zhong Yangming just slapped a palm in the air, and this rainstorm turned into a flood at his will.

The red-haired ghost knew a friend, and the martial arts he practiced was called the Shock Palm, and when he boasted, he went down to the river with one palm.

But he knew that the so-called Storm Palm was at most a dozen bricks, not to mention pouring rivers, and giving him a scoop of water might not be able to shoot far.

Compared with Zhong Yangming's palm, it is simply that the shrimp met the real dragon.

The red-haired ghost couldn't help but say, "This is the real Storm Palm!" Xuanxuguan's martial arts are too powerful. ”

As soon as he finished his exclamation, the red-haired ghost suddenly discovered that even if he was standing in the heavy rain, Zhong Yangming did not have any raindrops on his body.

The rain was bounced away by an invisible force when it was about to fall on him, he didn't even notice this before, he only thought that Zhong Yangming was wearing a coat before getting into the car, so he would be so dry.

Now it seems that where is this cloth, it is clearly an invisible body protector, and the legendary top master has this kind of means.

Zhong Yangming glanced at the red-haired ghost and said to him, "Catch a live mouth and come back." ”

The red-haired ghost was the only one of the bodyguards who wasn't injured, and he was the only one who could do the work now.

How dare the red-haired ghost disobey Zhong Yangming's order now, fortunately, the group of crossbowmen were also frightened by Zhong Yangming's palm, and they had already begun to scatter and flee.

The red-haired ghost quickly caught a live one, and it was the unlucky ghost who fainted after hitting the tree. The red-haired ghost tied him firmly with a long whip around his waist and sent him to the carriage.

Zhong Yangming found the exquisitely crafted crossbow machine from this person, but it was already soaked after being used in the heavy rain, and he didn't know if he could use it again.

Putting away this delicate gadget, Zhong Yangming said to Wen Qing: "This is not a place for interrogation, since someone has died, I suggest that you go back to the post station first, and then report to the official." ”

Wen Qing nodded, and was about to order someone to turn back, but found that Zhong Yangming had no intention of getting into the car.

"Daoist Jade, what are you?"

Zhong Yangming said to Wen Qing: "You and I met in Pingshui, I took your car to solve a disaster for you." Now you're going to turn back, but I'm going to keep going. Wen Gongzi, if you have a fate, we will see you in Qi County. ”

Zhong Yang waved his hand to Wen Qing and walked into the rain.

The giant tree blocking the road automatically grew large branches, and a staircase was thrown for Zhong Yangming, but the rain was hazy, and the people in the car could only see vague shadows.

Wen Qing watched Zhong Yangming's back disappear completely into the rain, and finally sighed: "That's it, let's go back first, we won't be able to catch up with the bidding meeting in Qi County this time." ”

Hu Sandao had just bandaged the wound on his thigh and asked, "Young Master Wen, aren't we going to Qi County?" ”

Wen Qing said: "These thieves can ambush so accurately, I'm afraid that the Wen family has an internal ghost." If you don't find out the inner ghost, you're most afraid that you won't have money to spend. ”