Chapter 249

PS: the new week is also a new month. Ask for fire support.

Mo Xidao didn't expect that a businessman could have such cultivation!

He can also know a lot of secrets in snake guard. Prince Yi has also investigated, but no one has ever said or known that Wu Yidao can practice! And seeing his means of controlling feather arrows to resist the enemy, his cultivation is good! The more than twenty feather arrows came like lightning. Don't wash the blade in the air. It's too late to dodge.

Luckily he had a knife in his hand.

Don't wash the knife unless you have a knife in your hand. You will never easily admit defeat.

A round of Dao Qi exploded in front of him, and the Dao Qi flashed a dazzling white light, as if what he held in his hand was not a ring head Dao, but a bright sun. Bai mang became brighter and brighter in front of him, and even his figure began to become blurred. The more than twenty feather arrows shot at the white awn one after another, just as the rain fell on the red soldering iron, and gradually disappeared, as if they had evaporated.

But it was not evaporation, but the sharp knife gas like a tornado crushed the feather arrow.

Wu Yi, sitting cross legged in the carriage, frowned slightly. He didn't seem to expect such a master. Turning internal strength into sharp knife Qi is not very common for practitioners. After all, most practitioners hurt people with powerful palm style or fist and foot. It takes a great talent to turn strength into such a sharp one. It's not hard to get it.

Mo Xidao slowly fell down in mid air and stopped about five meters away from Wu Yi. That round of sun dazzling sword Qi was still hovering in his hands, as if it was possible to get rid of it and fly to Wu Yidao at any time.

"It's amazing that the richest man in the Sui Dynasty was a practitioner."

Mo Xidao couldn't help sighing, and then slowly stretched out his right hand holding the sun: "but you still have to die today."

After saying this, the sun in his hand suddenly exploded. It was as if the strong sun tore the clouds apart, and a dazzling light sprayed out one by one. Mo Xidao standing on the side of the light is as majestic as a god general holding a peerless magic weapon.

It's the sharp Sabre Qi that comes quickly. It's unparalleled.

It was just a trance, and the countless strands of knife Qi had been cut in front of Wu Yidao.

The carriage began to crumble and sawdust flew.

Seeing that the knife Qi was about to split on Wu Yidao, he looked very calm. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward for the second time. Then those Dao Qi suddenly broke as if they had hit a mountain. No matter how sharp and powerful the Dao Qi is, it can't shake a mountain.

The mountain is invisible but thick and solid, blocking Wu and his whole people behind. Countless strands of sabre Qi cut down continuously, but it can't break the invisible mountain. The air in front of Wu Yidao gradually began to twist, and the successive knife gas was so fast that the temperature in this area began to rise, and there seemed to be a faint sound of crackling.

Mo Xidao's face suddenly changed, and then raised his right arm high.

At this moment, the sun in his hand was dazzling to the extreme.

The sword Qi was like the endless light of the sun. It kept chopping forward, trying to split the invisible mountain in front of Wu. If we continue like this, perhaps the mountains, no matter how thick and solid, may be gradually broken. But Wu Yidao, sitting on the half carriage, didn't seem to worry at all. His expression didn't change. No one could more intuitively feel the sharp knife Qi, which came and was scattered one meter in front of him.

He never left the carriage, even if he met the enemy, he only raised his fingers twice.

It seems that his spare power seems to last longer than Mo washing his knife.

So Mo Xidao decided to attack with all his strength, and he began to move forward with his right arm. Walking is very simple. Children can stagger forward after one year old. As long as a healthy person can walk, but now, Mo Xidao doesn't seem to walk. There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him, and it seemed that many people grabbed his clothes behind him. Every step he took was extremely difficult, and his steps were pitifully small.

But even so, he still clenched his teeth.

The closer he was to Wu Yidao, the more dazzling the sun seemed in his hand. The distance between the two people gradually narrowed from five meters to four meters. Although it was only a short meter, there was no doubt that the knife Qi attacking Wu Yidao was more than twice as dense as before, and the intensity of the knife Qi also became larger.

The distortion of the air in front of Wu Yidao is becoming more and more obvious. It seems that it will explode in the next second.

Mo Xidao only walked one meter forward and was already sweating. He tried to move closer to make the knife more powerful. But his legs seemed to be tied with 10000 tons of boulders, and it was difficult to lift his feet any more. His body began to lean forward, and his right arm holding the sun leaned forward. It seemed that his body tilted at an unreasonable angle and didn't fall down.

Strangely, his body kept this position and stopped moving. It seemed to be frozen. And the sun in Mo Xidao's hand is getting darker and darker, as if coated with a layer of fog.

Sweat gradually appeared on Mo Xidao's forehead, but not a drop fell! This is totally against common sense. How can sweat stay still?

A few seconds later, the sun on Mo Xidao's right hand finally went out.

There was no light, just a right hand and a ring head knife.

Mo Xidao's body kept shaking slightly, as if he was struggling with all his strength. But he couldn't move any more, neither forward nor backward.

"You... You are not... You are not Wu Yi!"

He shouted this sentence with all his strength, and his eyes were full of despair. It's not the first time he has this feeling. Last time, he also had no resistance. In front of this man, he is not as good as a toddler. He has lost his freedom as if he were in prison.

"Wu Yidao" sitting on the carriage smiled and said in a flat tone: "I understand now. It's so stupid."

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Outside Dongcheng

Spring and Gate 15 Li

Dozens of big men came running from behind and abandoned the carriage they had protected. The carriage in front didn't seem to be in a hurry to escape. It was soon caught up by those killers dressed as escort. These people are snake guards under Prince Yi. They are either villains in the Jianghu or scum in the army.

After these dozens of people caught up, they quickly surrounded the carriage for several floors. They were not in a hurry, but waiting for instructions.

Behind them, Zhang Kuang with a knife tied behind his back and Fang Henshui in a Confucian shirt came over.

Those snake guards spontaneously made way for Zhang Kuang, who walked slowly into the crowd. His face was a little ugly, his chest fluctuated slightly, and his mood was obviously not calm. He could not determine who was in the carriage, whether it was Fang Xie or Wu Yidao. If it was the latter, he would not hesitate to order the snake guard to kill it. If it is the former, he doesn't know whether he has crossed the threshold in his heart.

Fang Henshui followed him with a straight face and a smile.

But there was a trace of excitement in his eyes, that morbid excitement.

"Why, haven't you made up your mind?"

Fang Henshui asked Zhang Kuang with a smile.

"Shut up!"

He has the final say, "what issue orders left and right?" even if you are the guest of the king's family, I am the deputy of the snake and the guard. When I start to do it, I have the final say. If you say one more word, I will order you to be unloaded first!

"That's great"

Fang Henshui shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue to say anything. But his expression didn't care, and his eyes were full of banter.

Zhang Kuang took a deep breath, took two steps forward, hugged his fist and asked, "excuse me, the people in the car, but San Jin is waiting for Wu?"

No one answered in the carriage. The coachman sitting outside seemed to hum coldly, but he didn't move.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Kuang asked again, "if it's San Jin Hou, please get off the bus for a chat. If it's someone else, please get off the bus to meet. What we're looking for is San Jin Hou alone, nothing to do with others."

The people in the car still didn't answer.

"Is it... A solution?"

Zhang Kuang asked again after a moment of silence.

"If Fang Xie saw you, he would spit blood angrily. He should not have thought that his good friend would one day become an enemy that would kill him."

Finally, someone in the carriage answered. His voice was strange. He didn't know who it was.

Just when he was surprised, the carriage suddenly burst into pieces. The whole carriage was torn from the inside and broke in an instant. The people of snake guard were so frightened that they couldn't help but step back. After concentrating on prevention, they saw the people in the carriage. When they saw it clearly, everyone couldn't help taking a breath of air conditioning.

Wu Yidao is not in the carriage.

It's not a solution.

But two strong men like iron towers, more than two meters tall. The same tiger back ape waist, the same burly and tough. The two of them stood in front of the crowd, as if two tall towers suddenly flew from the horizon. One of the two strong men stretched out his left hand and the other stretched out his right hand. On the palms of their two hands stood a thin black boy.

These two strong men, one is Qilin, the other is Nie Xiaoju.

What they hold in their hands is naturally the black boy Yankuang. The scholar Chen Xiaoru was the one who flew lightly after the carriage broke up and could float in the air like a kite for a while.

This is a very shocking scene. Two strong men more than two meters high hold a black boy with a sneer on his shoulder, and the coachman can float in the air for a while before falling down like cotton wool.

There are two such burly people sitting in the carriage. No wonder Mo Xidao can tell at a glance that the car is heavier.

"Ha ha"

Fang Henshui, standing behind Zhang Kuang, couldn't help laughing: "I overestimated you. I thought it was right to find a leader with you. Either Fang Xie or Wu Yidao, I didn't expect that there were several bad followers... Alas, you deputy of the snake guard are not very convincing."

Zhang Kuang's face was ugly. He had recognized Kirin who had spoken before. That made his heart ache, followed by a wave of hatred. Without Wu and Fang Xie, he was very disappointed. It was at this moment that he realized that he had long been ready to turn against his former friends and brothers.

So he gave a cold command: "kill them all."

Dozens of snake guards responded and rushed up with knives. Zhang Kuang didn't do it. Although the two men like the iron tower were very deterrent, he didn't think these four people could stop dozens of well-trained snake guards. Snake guard's personal cultivation may not be very strong, but their cooperation has reached the point of tacit understanding.

These snake guards are all people who can practice. The worst ones also have three grades of cultivation. With such skill and combined with the military battle array of the great Sui Dynasty, Zhang Kuang is confident that seven or eight snake guards can kill a strong man of six or seven grades. Of course, it is unknown how many snake guards will survive in the end.

However, he soon found that he was wrong.

Where are those four people?

Although the black boy is thin and small, his fist is as heavy as a mountain.

He alone messed up the formation of snake guard.

The two strong men were even more surprising. One hit people with a copper stick and died. The other used several embroidery needles wearing thread! The driver didn't care about being besieged at all. He sat in the car and looked at it like watching a play. He narrowed his eyes and didn't mean to shoot at all.

Zhang Kuang couldn't help looking at Xiang Fang hating water, but he saw that the man with extremely Yin Qi had turned and walked out.

"No solution, no Wu... Although I still have a little interest in killing, I decided to go to another road. These people are not enough for me to stay."

Hearing this, Zhang Kuang suddenly understood that the ten carriages out of the city might be a cover.

So, where did Fang Xie and Wu go?