"Silence!"

The golden-armored officer and soldier glanced at the restless crowd, and roared angrily: "This scale snake grew up drinking the essence blood of the Lu family in the palace of the Han King since he was a child, and it only reacts to the blood of the Lu family, and we will never kill innocents indiscriminately!"

The loud voice shook Wang Zimo's ears, and he looked down at the white porcelain bowl.

"Won't you kill innocents indiscriminately? That fat boy is also the blood of the Lu family? He just said a few dissatisfied words! Hmph! Double standard! Hypocrite!"

The prince muttered quietly, but was clearly heard by the gold-armored officers and soldiers in front of him.

"This official, Tong Yan is unscrupulous, Tong Yan is unscrupulous!"

Bai Li's eyes were sharp, and he found that the golden armor officer and soldier were charging strength in their right hands, and the dagger was shining with cold light, and the next moment it would quickly slash through Wang Zimo's neck.

This bastard, I don't know how to converge!

Bai Li hurriedly pulled Wang Zimo behind him, and quickly struck, changing hands on the dagger before the golden armor officers and soldiers could move, and at the same time cutting out a drop of blood from his fingertips and falling into the bowl.

One drop, one drop, no more, no less!

The gold-armored officers and soldiers narrowed their eyes, and their hearts suddenly chuckled. This young man's control of timing, his control of essence and blood, has far surpassed me, fortunately he didn't make a move just now, otherwise he will definitely attract this young man's revenge.

"It's okay!"

The gold-armored officers and soldiers returned the salute with a smile, and then turned their heads to look at Wang Zimo. is also a young man, Wang Zimo is two or three years younger than Bai Li, but there is a world of difference in cultivation and cultivation.

The white porcelain bowl was brought to the front again.

A pointed snake half a foot long with its little finger was coiled in a white porcelain bowl, covered with jagged scales, each of which was bright red and red, like a core spit out of its mouth.

Wang Zimo took the dagger in Bai Li's hand, and before he could cut his finger, suddenly the scaly snake bounced up violently and bit down at Wang Zimo's finger.

"The remnants of the Lu clan, and it's the blood of the royal family, don't let him run away!"

The officers and soldiers of the golden armor were immediately vigilant and quickly retreated to prevent Bai Li's sudden attack. He scolded sharply, and after a while, the gold box office was surrounded by guards with knives.

Duan Shuya at the counter suddenly stared at Wang Zimo with wide eyes, she couldn't believe that the gold lord she had just served was actually the royal blood of the Lu family!

"Uncle, aren't you surnamed Wang!"

Bai Li cursed in a low voice, stretched out his hand to pat off the blood-colored scaly snake that was rushing over, pulled up the prince and turned his head and ran. "Your black stick also said to fight snakes, but you did?"

Bai Li made an exit in three or two clicks, and as soon as he ran onto the street, the arrows in the sky suddenly grazed Wang Zimo's ass and stuck it on the ground, so frightened that he quickly reached out to cover his buttocks, opened his mouth and yelled "Wow".

"Don't scream, it's like killing a pig!"

Bai Li rushed left and right, the bright light loomed under his feet, and he came to the city gate in the blink of an eye.

"It's Nine Heavens Thunder Step, Bai Li! He's Bai Li!"

The gold-armored officers and soldiers holding the empty bowl shouted in shock, and fiercely buckled the white porcelain bowl to the ground, shattering it, "Close the city gate, release the falcon, block the sky, don't let them run from above!"

"Buzz ——!"

The long horn sounded, and the gate of the city was instantly blocked by rows of archers, each holding a feathered arrow in his hand, glowing with a faint green glow.

"Blocking...... It's blocked!"

Wang Zimo pointed to the front and his lips trembled in fright, and before he could react, he was pulled by Bai Li to the shop on the side of the street, and in an instant, the sound of "whooshing" broke the air and was wrapped in bursting flames and fell overwhelmingly.

"Run to the back hill and find a place to hide!

Bai Li's breath was calm, and as soon as he grabbed the void, a golden spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

This spear was completely condensed by vitality, and I saw Bai Li pulling Wang Zimo and rushing to the smoke-filled street, kicking hard with both feet, and suddenly rushing into the air like a cannonball.

Bai Li pointed to the northwest and threw the spear out of his hand with force.

"Keep up!"

The golden spear turned into a streamer, guiding the direction of the prince, and the falcons hovering in the sky were suddenly frightened and fled in all directions.

He tilted his head and looked at the golden spear, dodging left and right in the alley, and after finally rushing out of the golden city, the golden spear had already flown overhead, and those falcons actually turned back again.

The prince did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed the spear and ran back to the mountain.

The golden-armored chief pinched the scale snake and jumped like thunder, "A bunch of waste, machine crossbows! machine crossbowmen, prepare!"

"Launch!"

Wang Zimo looked back while running, Bai Li was magnificent, his white figure looked like a god descending from heaven, and a golden red tasseled spear was like a tiger, and it actually blocked the officers and soldiers who rushed out of Jincheng.

The blue sky suddenly had an extra cloud, half white and half black, and after a while, three figures appeared from the sky, and the prince looked at it silently, and saw that it was Yin Yang Face, Yan Rui and Xiang Aya, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The yin and yang faces laughed wildly, "Lack of tendons, Gong Ju said that you were secretly injured, let us help you!"

"Where's Mo'er?" asked Ling Ling.

Bai Li pointed to the back mountain, which immediately attracted a scolding, "Your uncle, can you enter the back mountain casually?

A crossbow arrow burst and blew from the north to prepare for the southern tour, and the black arrow suddenly deviated from the direction, grazing Wang Zimo's left shoulder and sinking into the ground. The prince woke up suddenly, spread his feet and ran desperately.

"Poof!poof!"

Countless crossbow arrows seemed to have eyes, and each one was accurately inserted into Wang Zimo's footprints.

Running into the back mountain, Prince Mo hurriedly hid behind a tree.

A crossbow bolt with red flames slammed into the tree where the three of them were hugging.

The huge force of the impact directly shook him out. The pain in his right shoulder was so severe that the bolt pierced the trunk of the tree, poking a large hole in his shoulder. Prince Mowu's eyebrows were tightly locked, the green tendons behind his ears were bulging, and fine beads of sweat were secreting from his forehead. He gritted his teeth and endured it, but he didn't have time to check the injury, so he hurriedly ran deep into the mountains and forests.

A few falcons wandered back and forth overhead, and the prince didn't know where he had run, one foot deep, one foot shallow, the dense woods covered the sky, and the high walls of the golden city had long been out of sight.

On a cobblestone completely obscured by the canopy, Wang Zimo finally had time to breathe. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, waiting until the shrill cry of the Saker faded away before he let out a long sigh of relief.

The wound on his right shoulder was burned by the flames, and a large area of charred flesh exposed tender and tender flesh buds with the movement of his arm, followed by black and red water spreading down the crack.

The prince's aching teeth chattered, and he grinned and hurriedly tore off the hem of his shirt to cover the wound.

"Sizzle......

Before he could bandage the wound, suddenly, a fiery red scaly snake burst out of the bushes, clinging to the tip of the grass as fast as it flies.

"Found it so quickly!"

Wang Zimo narrowed his eyes and was terrified in his heart, and his palms holding the short dagger were covered with cold sweat.

Looking at the back of the scale snake, it was actually the gold-armored officers and soldiers led by the gold-armored officers and soldiers carrying the nine-toothed gold ring wide-backed broadsword, with seven or eight masters from the west gate bypassing Bai Li and a few people, quietly sneaking into the back mountain, and releasing the scale snake to chase Wang Zimo.

"Over there, catch up!"

The scaly snake grass flew upward, extremely fast, and came to it in the blink of an eye with a spit core. It held its head high, its sharp fangs spewing out a string of emerald venom, and if Wang Zimo slowed down a little by half a step, it would definitely bite its throat with a scaly snake.

"Huh!"

Saying that it was too late, the prince Mo dodged sideways, and the dagger in his hand was aimed at the scale snake seven inches and flung it hard, although he didn't shoot, he cut off the tail of the scale snake. The prince didn't have time to pick up the dagger, turned around and ran.

"There it is!"

Someone pointed at Wang Zimo and shouted.

The golden armor officers and soldiers were in the middle stage of the Hesheng, and Wang Zimo couldn't see his cultivation, but he just felt a little more powerful than himself. The remaining eight people are much weaker, and their cultivation in the middle and late stages of Shimeng is different. But they have been tempered on the battlefield for a long time, and their fighting methods are old and hot. Just by taking people's heads in Jincheng's breath, it can be seen that these people have long become killing machines that do not blink.

"Lu's remnants, go and die!"

Several people were extremely fast, and they caught up after them in a short time.

Eight Yuan Qi filaments manipulated all kinds of blades of swords, guns, swords, halberds, and blocked Wang Zimo's retreat, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly ran the Great Yan Sutra to mobilize the Yuan Qi in his body.

But seeing that the prince was silent, he quickly dodged, but the eight blades had already been laid out in the net, and he wanted to fight with the prince silently.

"How powerful I should be, it turns out that I have just joined the saints!"

The escape route was blocked, and the golden-armored officer and soldier laughed hideously, "Get up!" Lifting the nine-toothed golden ring knife, he strode towards Wang Zimo's head with lightning speed.