A day later.

The Silver Silk Chamber of Commerce, one of the four major chambers of commerce in the Central Plains, completed the transaction to the West and returned with a full load.

The bullock cart bell rang and slowly moved along the canyon with its peaks towering.

In the carriage, the lonely girl chatted and laughed quietly with the handsome knight on the horse from time to time, while the short-bearded man who led the team closed his eyes in a separate luxury carriage.

The hot spring passes in the Central Plains and the west have been covered by heavy snow, and they are not in such a hurry, and this is already a fairly mature trade route, and there are not too many security concerns.

Even if there is, the Central Plains masters accompanying them can solve it at will.

It's just a barren area of the West!

How many masters can there be in these rural places?

Boom Boom!

Like the sound of thunder rolling by, from far to near.

Riding a tall horse, a silver-armored swordsman at the front of the caravan couldn't help but raise his head.

It's just the kung fu of this stage, and his eyes are full of shock.

On the horizon, it seemed that two huge swords were drawn from afar, and everywhere they went, the tops of the mountain peaks collapsed, and the white mist churned, it was simply a posture of shaking the earth and shaking the mountains!

What is it?

It's not like an earthquake, it's not like a landslide.

In fact, the silver-armored swordsman didn't need to be entangled at all, and soon he knew the answer.

It was just two figures, one chasing after the other.

The person in front of him was surrounded by a scorching mist, his body was huge, and his power was very amazing, and he fed something into his mouth from time to time.

The person chasing behind seemed to be a fierce-faced teenager, and every time he stepped down, he kicked directly to the top of a mountain. The top of the mountain flew upside down, and then plunged heavily into the mountains and forests, and made a loud roar.

The silver-armored swordsman dodged to the side in shock, and the entire caravan was silent.

What are these two beings? Are they monsters? Or are they hallucinations?

They didn't dare to guess. In fact, all they wanted to do at this time was not to be affected, so they all quietly stopped, staring at the sky without daring to gasp.

Suddenly, the silver-armored swordsman felt a little dizzy, and his eyes slowly became blurry...

"I'm so sleepy—" His eyelids slowly closed, and in two blinks he closed completely.

And when I opened it again, it was already a cloud.

He reached into the horse's side and pulled out a heavy crossbow, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, "Shoot the man in the back, shoot him down!" he yelled.

But no one responded to him.

The silver-armored swordsman was not annoyed when he saw this, and directly put on the crossbow arrow!

His technique is very special, not to raise his hand to aim and shoot again, but to resemble a frustration stance.

First, the right hand hangs down, the middle finger is buckled with the crossbow buckle, and the index finger is rested on the back of the crossbow, in line with the direction of the arrow.

There seemed to be a brief pause in his body, and then he twisted his waist like a whirlwind, kicked his feet, threw his crossbow, and buckled his machine!

The horse under his command let out a wail, and the silver-armored swordsman rose into the sky, and the crossbow arrow in his hand had already burst out, turning into a fierce black rainbow, and heading straight for the vicious young man behind him.

At the moment when this arrow was fired, the right hand of the silver-armored swordsman exploded into a blood mist, and it was obvious that this style was beyond the range of his body.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain, but said coldly: "It's really a weak body." ”

The rest of the caravan was dumbfounded, and in the slightly luxuriously decorated carriage in the front of the car, a short-bearded man said angrily: "You are crazy!!

The sharp black rainbow was extremely fast and accurate, and in the blink of an eye, it had already touched the back of the vicious young man, which forced the young man to pause slightly, and with a punch in his hand, the dim cyclone of purple lightning struck down from the fist and smashed into the direction where the arrow came from.

After a bang, a large crater appeared on the official road, and most of the ox carts of the Silver Silk Chamber of Commerce were within the range of this cyclone.

A fresh mist of blood filled the sky, and the men at the end of the caravan survived because they didn't keep up in time.

Tuk tuk!

At the end of the team, when several people were frightened and stunned, they saw a figure wrapped in a black robe riding a black horse speeding past him.

As she passed, the peaks of the canyon lifted her black hood slightly, revealing one of the expressionless baby faces, dozens of dark serpentine lines crawling all over her pale forehead.

And the blood mist in the sky rushed towards her quickly, like dragging a red tail.

The vicious young man made a sudden stop, jumped down from a height, reached between the foreheads of the big-headed doll girl, and once again, a unit could be touched!

This is already the third unit that can be pointed.

Then he leapt up again and chased after the muscular giant.

Since yesterday after coming out of the Fengxue Mountain Temple in the barren mountain north of the small village, the two of them have chased each other one after the other, and the secret techniques and secret medicines of the people of the Immortal Palace in front of them are innumerable, and whenever Xia Ren is about to catch up with him, he will make a rapid sprint, and pull away again.

He didn't seem to run away aimlessly, but quickly returned to the official road to Xiyang, Luoyang, and Pansi City.

Xia Ren didn't have much objection to this, because his original destination was Luoyang Town.

And since he got on this official road, there will always be people who pass by who have inexplicably shot at Xia Ren, most of them are bows and crossbows, and secret weapons such as poison gas, hidden weapons, and even thunder in the palm of their hands are also endless.

At first, Xia Ren didn't pay attention to it, after all, these gadgets couldn't even break through his internal qi shield, but soon he realized that his idea was a little wrong.

Because whoever attacks him has an extremely peculiar method, so peculiar that he will always cause some trouble to himself to a greater or lesser extent.

He didn't want to go on a killing spree at first, but when one of these annoying little flies fell, another person stood up against him.

Killed this, and continued to chase himself to death.

Therefore, later, he directly bombarded it with one punch without reservation.

Xia Ren's idea is very simple, why can't I fight back against the one who shot at me?

Is it because of the innocence and passivity of the process that there is no need to bear the consequences?

He clearly knew that these people who did it to him should be controlled by the people who were drunk and dreaming of the Death Palace, used to hinder themselves, and responded to the people of the Immortal Palace who were chased by him.

But is it because those who are controlled don't know about it that they don't fight back?

Just thinking about it, something strange flew up from the ground.

A grim smile appeared on Xia Ren's face with the vicious human skin mask again, and with a casual punch, another dim thunderbolt burst out.

Chemical element!

The dim thunder swirl completely annihilated the fleeting light, and fell with a bang in the terrifying gaze of a cadre, splashing infinite blood mist again.

These blood mist soon followed the black-robed girl riding a black horse, turning into a bright and enchanting long tail.