Chapter 578

More than ten meters away from the ring car array, a simple tent stood alone, which was owned by ningwei and Sangsang.

It doesn't fit in with everything around you!

"Even if there is a sneak attack, it will only target the noble people in the vehicle array. In case of an accident, it is convenient for us to run." Ning Ke explained to Sang Sang carefully.

He had no idea of spending the night here. Instead of making a bed, he was packing his bags.

In particular, the big black umbrella representing the identity of the son of Sangsang Hades was tied with a straw rope for Sangsang to carry, and then the knot of the straw rope was tied into a very beautiful flower.

"Sang Sang, you should always remember that in the eyes of those big people, we are just pieces that can be consumed at will."

"But we didn't live so hard for anyone. Who cares if we live well? Only ourselves!"

I was sharpening my knife when I said this.

Every time before he set out, he would be ready for battle. Sharpening his knife was just one of them, and checking his bows and arrows.

"What about your practice? You promised to be a guide just to get in touch with the practitioners, so as to open the snow mountain and sea of Qi and embark on the path of practice?"

Sangsang looked at ningduan and said word by word, "don't you give up all your previous efforts by leaving like this?"

In this world, the law is not passed on.

If there is no senior leading in, it is almost impossible for me to cross the porch from an ordinary soldier and become a practitioner.

In addition, Ningke's constitution is special, and the difficulty of awakening is several times more than that of others.

"Practice is important, but life is the greatest. I have a very bad hunch!"

Ning Que's expression is very serious. His hunch is cultivated from the day-to-day fight with the grassland barbarian horse bandits, and he has saved his life several times.

"Of course I want to ask, but I can't even see the old friar who protects the princess. How can I ask?"

It's better to sigh than to feel that nine times out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory. Every success has to go through thousands of hardships to get it.

While packing his bags, Sang Sang said silently, "Master Lu in the carriage can't count on it. Mr. Chen at the top of the carriage may be close. Although his strength is far inferior to master Lu, he is also a serious practitioner. Maybe he can lead you to the door!"

Rather short didn't speak. He turned his head and looked at the traffic array. Chen Gou sat cross legged in his pupils, and his expression became more dignified and complex.

Sang Sang's words have a certain truth. The higher the strength, the more mysterious and difficult it is to visit.

Those with low accomplishments are different. Because their strength is not so strong, they are not so far away from ordinary people.

It is also possible to be willing to give advice if you are in a good mood.

It's just that I'd rather have a faint feeling. The gentleman on the top of the carriage who seems to have low cultivation is more mysterious and unpredictable!

Moreover, its behavior is so strange that people get more and more angry.

Normal people, who stares at the most common Dogtail grass every day?

Normal people, who sits on a gloomy sarcophagus all day and puts a living man in every two days, but what comes out of the coffin is dead bones?

Although his desire to practice was very urgent, he did not dare to contact it easily.

Worried that once the other party has bad ideas, such as the lack of people in the sarcophagus, he and Sang Sang have no room to resist

However, after all, I didn't want to give up this rare opportunity, so I would rather lack this night or stay and didn't go.

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight like water shines brightly on the camp.

This kind of brightness is actually very unfavorable to the defense and security of the camp. The enemy can see everything when hiding in the dark.

However, this is the territory of the Tang Dynasty. The cavalry of the grassland barbarians will never dare to catch up, so few people are worried about it.

Except rather lack!

After nightfall, his uneasy feeling not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger, making him unable to sleep, and even a little uneasy to sit and stand.

With a long bow and arrow on his back and a war knife tied to his back, he would rather go out of his tent in a fighting posture and come outside to breathe fresh air to calm the restlessness in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly

The wind was blowing through the woods just waking up in spring, whistling and whistling, like a ghost crying.

Ning que frowned at the depths of the dense forest and listened carefully to the details of those chirps. In addition to the leaping of insects, birds and animals, there was a slight, rustling

Footsteps!

"Bad..."

Rather short of an instant, his face changed greatly, and he roared, "enemy attack!"

As soon as the voice fell, a feather arrow came from the forest like lightning, whistling and shooting at the most expensive and comfortable tent in the center of the vehicle array!

It was like a sharp metal thorn stabbing into dozens of folded wet paper, and the feather arrow shot into the chest of a bodyguard guarding the side of the tent.

The young knight, who was only eighteen or nine years old, fell down with his bloody chest covered.

However, at the moment, no one pity his dying young life.

"Enemy attack!"

"Protect your highness!"

"Li Dun!"

The guards were all awakened, and the roars of rage and shock burst out.

Countless arrows, like a rainstorm, were shot out from the depths of the dense forest, whizzing and pouring like a rainstorm, which seemed particularly terrible.

In an instant

The sound of arrows breaking through the air, the sound of arrows in wooden shields, the dull hum of people and the sad cry of horses mixed together, making the quiet and peaceful camp more than ten seconds ago a Shura battlefield.

Soon, there were many dense figures on the edge of the woods in front, about 60 or 70 people.

Everyone's eyes are cold and lifeless. They are all dead men who are not ready to leave alive regardless of success or failure!

The escort Knight of the motorcade was a barbarian taken by Princess Tang on the grassland. He was fierce and immediately launched a counterattack.

Some people put up a short bow and began to shoot at a high speed. Some people screamed and pulled out their waist machetes to meet them.

The blood stabbed everyone's eyes. In the open space between the forest and the camp, the fierce sound of blade collision continued for a moment.

In the crazy fight, from time to time, someone fell down, or stabbed a sword and a long gun into his chest and abdomen, or cut his throat with a sharp blade.

life?

As cheap as grass!

"They are all chess pieces sacrificed by big people..."

Rather looking at this picture, I thought I would never let myself and Sang Sang become one of them.

With this in mind, he protected Sangsang and retreated slowly in the direction of the traffic array.

At this time, the Shura field is ahead. It is wishful thinking to pass and then escape. It is safest to retreat to the vehicle array and join the last line of defense.

The fight between the dead and the princess's guard gradually reached an impasse. Both sides were killed and injured seriously and did not give in.

Because of this, we can't tell the winner at a time.

But only in this way, the situation must be favorable to the princess, because she still has powerful practitioners who have not made a move.

But just then, the leaves on the ground stained with blood were rolled into the air for no reason, rustling like a sharp blade cutting the sky.

A burly man in dark light armor walked out of the woods.

With a thunderous drink, a light earthy light seeped out of his light armor, shining away, like the mountain god.

His two arms as strong as a tree were suddenly raised, the light of the earthy yellow law between his hands flashed wildly, and in the blink of an eye, a massive boulder was condensed and smashed in the direction of the traffic array.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The guards guarding the vehicle array quickly bent their bows and shot, and more than a dozen sharp arrows surged away, obviously trying to stop the boulders.

However, the earth yellow boulder roared and cracked. As soon as it touched the arrow, it was smashed in an instant.

Finally, with an irresistible ferocity, he hit a carriage coldly and ruthlessly. With a dull bang, the carriage with gorgeous decoration and strong internal structure suddenly scattered into a mass of waste firewood and rotten cloth, in which there was a faint blood of broken limbs.

People and cars are crushed into bloody powder!

"Practitioner!"

Including ningwei and Sangsang, the faces of the princess guards changed suddenly.

The man gathered the boulder out of thin air and threw it with great force. The whole man seemed to become a long-range stone throwing siege machine.

Stone bullets are extremely violent. They die when they are touched.

What a terrible force, no less than ten thousand, how can ordinary human soldiers resist it?

Buzzing~~~~

Seeing that the man has condensed a second boulder and his arm is holding the sky, he is about to blast again.

In another carriage, LV Qingchen, wearing an old robe, still closed his eyes.

But the transverse old sword between his knees began to hum. The sword body in the sheath kept colliding with the inner wall. It seemed that he couldn't wait to be born.

Shin!

With a clear cry, the bright short sword came out of its sheath and suddenly crossed the old man's knee, turned into a light cyan sword light, and rolled away with the wind.

Sword like snow, snow red like blood!

Where the sword light swept, the three dead in a straight line were pierced instantly, and the blood was taken out from the blood hole behind, like a blood arrow.

LV Qingchen is a great monk in the cave and xuanjing. Since he wields his sword, his purpose is not to kill a few minions.

After killing three people in a row, the blade swept hundreds of meters and still pointed at the light armored man holding the boulder.

LV Qingchen is the fourth realm Dongxuan, and this light armor man is not confused in the third realm at most, and is by no means his opponent.

It's even possible to cut the array on the spot with one sword!

But just then

Two more figures came out of the woods behind the light armour man.

One was a middle-aged scholar in a long blue shirt, with an empty circular scabbard on his back. He looked handsome. Although he was a little older, he could also be worthy of the word Pianpian.

At the critical moment, he joined hands with the light armor man with the scabbard in his hand to block LV Qingchen's flying sword and make him fly back.

Although he himself was cut by the sword Qi and blood beads oozed from the small wounds all over his body, he was blocked after all.

LV Qingchen Huoran opened his eyes and appeared in the carriage with a dignified look, but he didn't look at the middle-aged scholar, but stared at another person beside him without blinking.

He was wearing a black cloak and covered almost from beginning to end. He was leaning on a dead wood staff. He exuded a strong and mysterious smell of law, which was very different from the Taoist tradition of the Central Plains