Chapter 211

Zhou Dacheng's face changed slightly and he yelled, "be careful!" He was worried. Cheng Yu, the three men in the carriage, was a scholar and did not know martial arts at all. Qian Moyang was seriously injured at the moment. I'm afraid that even ordinary people are inferior to him. As for Xiao Yi He had no idea about the son of a noble.

In the carriage, Xiao Yi's hand is like an electric shock. First, he grabs a sharp arrow with both hands, and then waves his right hand. The last arrow has been knocked down by him. With a cold smile and a wave, he threw the two arrows out of the window. The sharp arrows burst out of the air, and they were as powerful as a bamboo Hearing only two screams, two people in black spit blood and roll down from the tree crown in hiding.

Cheng Yu had a cold sweat on his forehead. Just now the third arrow was only half an inch away from his chest. If shiziye was a little late, he would not die, and he would lie on the bed for three months.

"Don't worry, I'm ok with Xiao Qian," he said in a hurry to Zhou Dacheng and Zhu Xing outside the carriage

He took a sigh of relief and gave Xiao Yi a surprise look. In his heart, he said: with Xiao Yi's reputation in the past, he has never doubted whether such a son of a generation is worth working for Until now, he can finally confirm that the old prince did not pit them, the son of the world is not what the outsiders have said.

At this time, a dozen or so men in black jumped out of hiding places on both sides of the official road and surrounded the carriages in a flash.

Xiao Yi lifted the curtain of the car, looked at them coldly from the carriage and said, "is your master a little Fang?"

The man in black did not say a word, but looked at each other. Suddenly, they all rushed to the carriage.

Zhou Dacheng yelled: "protect the son of the world!" The steel knife in his hand crossed the necks of the two men in black and kicked them open with one foot.

Xiao Yi pulled the curtain and hid in the car again. Seeing this, the man in black sneered and said to Zhou Dacheng and Zhu Xing, "you two are heroes. You are willing to listen to such a coward?"

Zhou Dacheng "bah" a, with a steel knife pointed at the black humanitarian: "that is better than you listen to a snake, scorpion and poisonous woman! We will definitely report this to the Lord! "

The man in black disdains to smile, "that also wants the Lord to believe you!" With that, he showed his murderous spirit, and the cold light of his sword flashed in his hand, and he took Zhou Dacheng's face.

At the same time, other people in black also rushed to fight against Zhu Xing and Zhou Dacheng.

Although both Zhou Dacheng and Zhu Xing are not weak in martial arts, they are hard to beat the four fists with both hands. Moreover, they have to take care of the safety of the three people in the car. They are restrained everywhere.

Soon, a man in black found the gap and quickly ran to the carriage. The silver sword in his hand stabbed into the car like lightning But the next moment, he felt a sore throat, and a willow blade hit his throat. His eyes were so wide that he didn't even utter a scream, so he fell on his back

"Money Moyang!" The eyes of the man in black at the head showed obvious fright. They clearly had abandoned Qian Moyang's right hand. How could he make a throwing knife?!

The man in black suddenly felt that the task was not as easy as he expected. If Qian Moyang's hand injury was not serious, his throwing knife was really too much to prevent!

In the meantime, he could not help but withdraw from his mind, which made his sword move less fierce.

Before he ordered to retreat, he saw another man in black quietly approaching the carriage. Before he could swing his sword, he felt a sharp pain in his right hand A willow blade stabbed him on the wrist. When he let go of his hand, the sword fell to the ground, and the blood dripped down

Qian Moyang's calm voice came out of the car: "if you don't want to die, just go ahead!"

Those people in black saw that the brothers were only half left, but they were all awe stricken in their hearts.

"Withdraw." The leader in black waved his hand decisively. The other men in black stepped back several steps, and then they carried away the corpses of their companions with training, and disappeared in a moment.

After a while, Zhou Dacheng and Zhu Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhu Xing continued to drive, and Zhou Dacheng entered the carriage again.

"Xiaoqian, how are you..." Zhou Dacheng thought it was Qian Moyang's recovery. When he saw Xiao Yi holding a willow leaf Throwing Knife in his hand, he shut up and turned to look at Cheng Yu. He asked in a low voice, "was it just the son of a generation?" I didn't expect that shiziye also made a good throwing knife.

Cheng Yu nodded slightly.

Xiao Yi played with the willow leaf Throwing Knife in his hand and said carelessly, "keep on going."

"Yes, Prince!" Zhu Xing answered, and the horse's hooves clattered again

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