After a few days of wilderness travel, Xuanwu City was imminent.

These days, Lu Wanhuo has gained a lot, and the benefits of encountering demon beasts have gone into his storage bag, but he has also suffered a lot of grievances, all kinds of chores and tiring work are let him come, if he hesitates for a moment, there are eyes staring at his waist, and he is scared to do it immediately.

Eight people walked on the road, and the eyes of the pedestrians on the road swept over and over again, as if to confirm.

"Benchen, tell me honestly, how many enemies do you have? Are these your enemies?" Lu Wanhuo said interrogatedly.

Kuya said: "It shouldn't be, judging from their behavior, this time they should be here to confirm the identity of Brother Chen, but they are looking for someone!"

Most of them spent time in the forest, unaware of what was going on outside.

The Falling Heaven King Fist Zhen Shenmeng, broke ten thousand laws with one punch and easily defeated Xia Xiongfu.

The bloody sword Lingyun sword was unsheathed, and it was inseparable from the golden armor blood axe.

The former leader of the Divine Alliance, known as the Emperor Sword, and the peerless powerhouse of the eighth Heavenly Domain Gang, Xia Wuhuang, appeared, and promised him to ask the Sword Sect to apologize in the future, so as to stop the dispute.

Everyone knew very well what was the purpose of the trip between the Falling Heaven King and the Blood Demon Sword?

Protect the calves!

Benchen, Jian Hanxue and Wu Meng were persecuted by the Divine Alliance, their whereabouts are unknown, and their lives and deaths are unknown. Ask the Sword Sect to be angry, and the repeated provocations finally ignited the anger of this Wolong, which is an example of killing chickens and monkeys.

Benchen nodded and said: "It's really not like it, their expressions are strange, just like the words of Big Brother Ku, they really confirm our identity, but we just don't know if it's friend or foe!"

"Brother Benchen, don't be kidding, since your debut, almost all of your enemies who come to you are good!" Lu Wanhuo said exaggeratedly.

Benchen blinked and said, "But it can't be ruled out that there are a few friends in secret!"

"Okay, I hope it's a friend and not an enemy!" Lu Wanhuo admitted defeat, unable to argue with his own dust.

Everyone was walking all the way again, and they had to stop, and five or six masters of the Chengtian Realm secretly followed, the purpose of which was to protect Benchen and the others in secret, but Benchen and the others were not used to it at all, and they were still in a state of indistinguishing between friend and foe.

"Several, I've been following for a while, come out!" Benchen said loudly, Lin Ruoxuan stood beside him, her hands already on the hilt of the knife.

And so did the people

Ready for battle.

"Swordsman doesn't need to bother, don't mind, I'm ordered to come to protect you and Wu Menggong!" One of them came out of the shadows, thirty-five or sixteen years old, tall, bearded, and dressed as a hunter.

Not only Benchen was puzzled, but everyone was puzzled.

Benchen asked, "Protect me and Brother Da Meng, why do you want to protect our two brothers, and where do you come from, and who are you instructed by?"

"Don't hide it from the swordsman, we are all from the Divine Alliance, and this order is from the Alliance Master!" said the hunter man.

The credibility of these words is zero in everyone's hearts, it is completely impossible, in the battle of Daqinglin, the Divine Alliance suffered countless casualties, among them, the Gang Heaven Realm martial artist, and Xia Wanhan were also poisoned, although they fled, but even if the poison of the dust was suppressed by the powerhouses of the Holy Realm, they must have suffered a lot of pain.

With such a great enmity, the leader of the Divine Alliance actually sent people to protect the enemy, if there were no ghosts, he would not believe that it was true if he killed them.

"I said this uncle, do you think we will believe your words?" Lu Wanhuo walked out with the Flame Knife and asked in a loud voice.

The middle-aged man said: "Regardless of whether you believe it or not, but I did receive a task to find and protect the swordsman and the martial master, as for wanting to know the specific reason, I believe that you will know when you enter Xuanwu City!"

Benchen said bluntly: "But we are not used to you following, after all, now we are not knowing whether we are enemies or enemies, and we can only treat you as enemies if you secretly follow us!"

The middle-aged man said: "The alliance leader's direct order, even if it is death, we will not disobey it, even if the swordsman wants to regard us as enemies!" The voice was sonorous and powerful, and his will was very firm.

This put Benchen in a dilemma, judging from his expression, what he said was true, but this does not mean that they are friends, friends and enemies are still unknown, after all, they still belong to the people of the Divine Alliance, and they can turn from friends to enemies at any time, sword imagination.

"I asked the disciples of the Sword Sect if they don't need your Divine Alliance to protect them, you can go!"

At this moment, a voice came from behind De Benchen and the others, and everyone turned back, and a group of eleven people walked towards Benchen and the others, their clothes were also chaotic, there were merchants, beggars, hunters, and civilians......

The person at the head is dressed in brocade and satin, a successful businessman, with a strong atmosphere, he is a master of the Holy Realm, he does not bring a knife, but he reveals a trace of a knife, and he is a swordsman.

Eleven people came to Ben

In front of Chen, Wu Meng, and Jian Hanxue, he bowed down and said, "I've seen the swordsman, I've seen the martial arts ancestor, and I've seen the cold snow young pavilion master!"

This can scare Benchen and Wu Meng, Jian Hanxue has not changed much, she is indeed the young pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion, this is a fact There is no need to argue, it is not strange for the eleven people to call Wu Meng, Xuan Lao is asking about the high status of the Sword Sect, Wu Meng as his disciple, the rank is comparable to the sect master, and it is reasonable to call him Wu Meng's ancestor.

Lu Wanhuo snorted: "This face, this pomp, I didn't expect Benchen and Wu Meng to be so good at asking the Sword Sect, and Wu Meng's ancestor, damn, Wu Meng's stupid big man is so high......"

Benchen asked, "You are also here to protect us?" nodded for the leader. But Benchen didn't buy it: "We don't need your protection, you can go wherever you want, besides, I actually doubt whether what you said is true, with you here, I don't feel safe!"

"Of course what they say is true, and I can testify to it!"

Another voice sounded, and a young man in a green robe walked into the arena with a relatively big mouth, it was Mu Chenfeng who fled from Daqinglin that day.

"Hanxue, we're meeting again!"

Kuya and the others didn't have much of a good impression of Mu Chenfeng, what he did that day was completely disgusting, and Jian Hanxue secretly said in his heart: "It's not good!"

Sure enough!

Whoa!

The Benchen flying knife came out of his hand, the broken sword came out of its sheath, and a cold sword qi emanated.

Mu Chenfeng didn't expect it at all, this kind of situation was completely out of his image, he was watching the play from a distance, and when he saw the secret guard of the Sword Sect appearing, he also followed, and no matter how he thought about Ben Chen, he would also ask the members of the Sword Sect, and he would definitely not shoot at him in front of everyone, and there was also a master of the Holy Realm of the Sword Sect, Ben Chen would definitely be a little scruples, but he didn't expect Ben Chen to make a move so simply.

Poof!

Mu Chenfeng had tried his best to escape, but he was still stabbed into his body by two flying knives, but he was not in the vital place, and his life was worry-free.

The Saint Realm Secret Guard, led by him, immediately set off and intercepted in front of Ben Chen, and at some point there was an extra knife in his hand, and he swept out suddenly, not coming out with all his strength, and he had five points of strength. Ben Chen's eyes were calm, the broken sword was pointed at the weak point of the sweeping sword strength, and he retreated with strength, he knew that he had no chance to attack Mu Chenfeng again, so he gave up decisively.

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