Chapter 221： 221 go on

Chapter 221 Chapter 221

"Come on!"

Princess Yongxiang stood up, and she carefully checked the injuries of the two people. It seemed that they looked a bit like Taoism's tricks, but they didn't look like them.

The injury contained several different strengths.

It has the strength similar to beating a cow across the mountain, the impact force of frontal expansion, and the shock force similar to hard palm prints and fist prints facing each other.

There are obvious palm prints and fist prints on the wound, it can be seen that the palm of the person who made the shot must be broad and strong.

But these, she is not very sure.

Because she has only practiced one martial art, and that is Dacheng martial arts. He is not familiar with the martial arts of other sects.

If Daoism and the royal family were not very close, she might not even be able to distinguish the basic characteristics of these injuries.

Soon, two old men with white beards, one tall and one short, rushed to the forest.

When the two of them saw the corpse on the ground, they were shocked.

The two people on the ground knew each other.

Before the entire convoy set off, they, the master guards, needed to remember everyone in their hearts.

And now, the two lying on the ground are the two servants in the convoy responsible for guarding the princess.

"Princess, what's going on here?" One of them asked in a deep voice.

"Check and see what martial arts it is." Princess Yongxiang said in a deep voice.

The other person saluted, stepped forward, squatted down, and began to check.

He kept opening the wound with his fingers, inspecting the chest and back, and at the same time observing the changes in the pupils of the corpse's face.

Not long after, the man stood up and slightly cupped his hands towards Yongxiang.

"Returning to the princess, these two people should have been hit in the front by a limit-breaking technique similar to fighting cattle across the mountain, detonating their backs and dying."

He paused.

"This limit-breaking technique has obvious characteristics, and many religious sects have similar moves. But at the same time, it can have frontal fist strikes and concussion damage.

There should only be induction doors and Taoism. "

"The Wushuang Fist of the Sensing Gate has such an effect. The Daoist Rejuvenation Purification Talisman also has a similar limit-breaking skill."

"The Wushuang Fist of the Sensing Gate, the Rejuvenation Purification Talisman of the Taoism?" Princess Yongxiang stood silently.

"That is to say, those men in black just now are people from the induction door? Then why did they come to stop my two servants from such a distance? Such a master, with such destructive power, is at least a super-grade internal method .

And my two close attendants are at the level of foreign medicine. Why is this?" Yongxiang said gloomyly.

"Sorry, princess, you may not be very familiar with Chaopin's physical strength." An old man on the side interrupted suddenly.

"These two attendants are not just ordinary super-grades, they have at least three times. Their body muscles, fascia, bones, strength and toughness are not comparable to those who have just taken foreign medicine. At least they have broken through at least five times. more than a year."

"Two people? Three times of foreign medicine!?" Yong Xiang was taken aback. She remembered that the other person had just entered foreign medicine.

"That is to say, of the two of them, one of them has been hiding his strength all the time, but he has been hiding it from me? Pretending to be by my side!?" She suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

"Exactly."

Yongxiang was speechless.

She suddenly felt that her journey to Erythronia this time might not be as peaceful as she imagined.

It just started, and such a big event happened.

"This person is lurking beside me. Did he have a problem from the beginning, or did he gradually develop a different heart?? There are so many routine tests every year, but there is no problem found..." She had no way of knowing.

With a lot of thoughts in her heart, Yong Xiang was silent for a while.

"Check carefully the rest of my team, I don't want similar things to happen again!"

"Yes!"

The two old men hurriedly lowered their heads and cupped their fists.

After more than an hour.

After being attacked by the men in black, the convoy finally recovered the escaped white cow and the carriage.

Among them, there was only one carriage left, and the rest were dragged and smashed by the white bull, and the bull was also injured.

Everyone kept tidying up, bandaging the wounds, and burying the corpses.

Yongxiang led people to carefully inspect the corpses of the men in black, but found no traces.

Many of these men in black are at the third-rank level, and the leading ones have two ninth-ranks and five super-ranks. Their strength is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

After a scribe next to Yongxiang reviewed the strength levels of all the attackers, everyone was sweating.

For such a formation, there are not many forces that can be dispatched in the entire country.

Chaopin is not Chinese cabbage.

Especially one of the three empty super products that can fight against Princess Yongxiang.

Experts at this level are all top elites of various forces, and they will not be willing to be sent out to do assassination easily.

In China, there are not many forces that can surpass the three-space level.

After the convoy was prepared and repacked, they continued on the road.

After the attack, the convoy lost a lot of belongings and had to go into battle lightly.

Arrive at Yongxi Town and start supplying.

After taking a rest and taking a bath, a group of people rested for a day before they calmed down and continued to move forward.

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"died!?"

In the deep mountains, in a dilapidated Buddhist temple.

The leader of the man in black, Mr. Wang, stared at the two in front of him with an ugly face.

These two people are not his subordinates, but representatives of other forces in the Qianjiao League.

This time, I just acted with them to assassinate.

"Those are two super products! Dead!? Didn't they get along with that Zhang Ying alone? How did they die??"

Old Wang's eyes were serious, and he vaguely guessed something.

One of the two has withered hair and a strong figure.

The other person wore a large string of gold studs on his ears. Even wearing black clothes and a mask could not hide his weirdness.

"I don't know, but I'm guessing, it's very likely that the Daoist sect has another accompanying super product to protect together!" The man with the withered yellow hair replied in a deep voice.

"Is there another accompanying master??" Wang Lao's eyes were cold.

The two super products are still the internal response of the two princesses. I thought they would be sure, and they would continue to play a greater role if they killed someone and restored their disguise.

Available now.!?

"To be able to defeat two people in a very short time, at least it is an internal method or even a super-level three-space method. However, there are only so many three-space internal methods of the Daoism. Where can there be other super-level masters?" Elder Wang was puzzled.

There are actually countless super products of each faction.

Like Daoism, Chaopin is almost all high-level people from all walks of life.

And Sankong level, at least at the provincial level, such a master, how could he be easily sent out to protect a Daozi?

That picture, if there is a super internal law like Chen Han, it is already quite high standard.

Even in the Thousand Religion League, there are only so many super masters of each faction. More than a dozen, less than a few. All of them are cherished incomparably.

As for the Thousand Religion League, it is said that it is a thousand religions, but in fact, there are only seventy or eighty secret religions in total.

It looks like a lot, but scattered all over the Great Spirit, they are extremely rare.

Two of them died in one blow. Old Wang's heart was tingling.

The two of them are masters in the altar of power to which he belongs. They have been lurking in the Shinichi sect for many years, and finally transferred to Princess Yongxiang

"Then the person died, what's the result?! Our loss is so huge, there must be a result!" Wang Lao said in a serious tone.

With such a loss of Quanditan, the other participating forces did not lose much.

He naturally quit.

"Old Wang, I have already said that your direct approach is not good.

It shouldn't be so hard in the first place, Yongxiang is powerful, with two internal law spirits and a three-space spirit beside him, it can't take advantage of it in the front.

Can only find another way.

Fortunately, we still have a chance! "

He paused.

"In the Yongxiang convoy, we have an internal response. This time, it's not up to you Quanditan to take action, we, the Blood Road Sect, will do it alone!" The burly man with blond hair said coldly.

"What do you want?" Wang Lao asked in a deep voice.

"Those who achieve great things must give up something, and there is no return for what they pay. Only by breaking the boat can the greatest potential be unleashed." The strong man with blond hair grinned.

"You mean to say" Wang Lao suddenly understood what he meant.

This is to use that inner body as an abandoned son. It's cruel enough, these guys from the Blood Road Sect not only don't regard themselves as human beings, but also don't take other people's lives in their eyes. They are all lunatics!

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Time flies, and it is January in the blink of an eye.

This time, Princess Yongxiang didn't make any more fuss, but stayed in the carriage in a well-behaved manner, and went along with her.

The lost carriages were also repurchased in subsequent towns.

The injured white cattle were also replaced by several ordinary black cattle.

After a month of rushing, after being attacked before, everyone has increased their vigilance.

Let the road ahead be very smooth and peaceful.

Zhang Rongfang was finally able to rest and practice quietly for a period of time.

The convoy has now arrived in Dalingping Province, and as long as it passes through most of the region, it will arrive at its final destination—Zitong Port.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, and flocks of birds flew over the convoy, circling around.

The chirping sound was like a vegetable market entrance, extremely noisy.

The black bull in the convoy mooed restlessly from time to time, obviously not as durable as the white bull, and a little tired.

It was noon, the sun was high, and it was getting hotter and humid.

After asking the princess, the convoy began to slow down, looking for a place to prepare a fire for food.

Zhang Rongfang and his party followed behind.

Along the way, the four of them were much more tired than before. There is also a lot of dust on the body.

The white Taoist robe on Zhang Rongfang's body was not as white as before, and became a little gray.

"Speaking of which, why did the princess use an ox cart for this long journey? Instead of a horse cart?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the black ox tied to a tree in front of him, a little puzzled.

"Daozi doesn't know something." Chen Han replied, "After a long journey, a little trembling will be magnified a lot and become the key to affecting rest.

And the ox cart is much more stable than the horse cart. Therefore, bullock carts are generally used for long-distance journeys. "

"I see." Zhang Rongfang understood.

He had seen the scene in the carriage of the princess before.

It is not only equipped with a bed, but also a heater, wardrobe, desk, and dressing table. It is completely a small study and bedroom.

As for the newly supplemented compartment of the team, a special reserve for eating and drinking.

A store dedicated to storing all kinds of special products and small things purchased by the princess.

There is another one that is the daily necessities and sundries of the rest of the team.

In addition, the team carries a chef who is in charge of cooking, a masseuse who is good at massage, and a band dancer who is in charge of dancing and playing music.

Just a princess, with such a scene, one can imagine that the real princess of Daling would be like this? ?

(end of this chapter)