Ta da...ta da...

Dozens of horses drove up the official road. They were tall and strong, and their speed was as fast as lightning, and they suddenly raised a cloud of dust.

"General, there is an abandoned carriage ahead! I see that it is clearly the princess's carriage." A knight's eyes were extremely sharp, and everyone followed his gaze and immediately discovered a lonely carriage.

"Stop, let's go check it out." The general waved his hand, and a dozen horses immediately accelerated in that direction.

The sun was shining brightly and the warm wind was warm. I saw the general. He wore a chain of silver armor lined with red gauze and an embroidered willow ribbon across his waist. He had beautiful natural begonia flowers and wore phoenix shoes and treasured stirrups.

Unexpectedly, the general mentioned by the knights turned out to be a stunning beauty.

A knight dismounted and looked carefully at the carriage for a moment, then raised his head and said: "General, please see, the wheels of the carriage are stuck in potholes. These two potholes are obvious and have human traces. They are probably

Murong Bolin set a trap specifically to intercept the princess."

The beautiful general frowned, her eyes flashed, and she immediately shook her head: "No, it's definitely not Murong Bolin."

The knight showed a surprised look and asked: "Ah? General, why do you think so?"

"Because Murong Bolin doesn't know the princess's escape route, and if it were him, he would use experts to intercept it. Because such a trap is too obvious!"

The beautiful general lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and finally said with certainty: "So this means that a third party has joined the fight for the princess."

"General Mengyao, General Mengyao...save me quickly!"

At this time, a woman's cry for help suddenly came from the distance. The beautiful general looked up and saw a woman lying on the back of a horse. The horse was still breathing white air from its mouth. He saw that he might fall to death at any time.

The beautiful general immediately got on his horse and shouted to the knight beside him: "It's the princess's maid Xiao Cui, let's rescue her quickly!"

"Yes, General!"

The pursuers were very urgent. Xiaocui was followed by several men. The leader was wearing a red robe, had a long beard, and carried two halberds behind his back. He looked fierce.

"Haha, little beauty, where else do you want to run?"

The beautiful general took a brief look and analyzed from the usual intelligence that this person was one of Murong Bailin's right-hand men, the Double Halberd Overlord - Ming Zhantian.

"Huh? I don't have time to play with you anymore. Take my halberd first!" When Ming Zhantian saw an accident, he made a prompt decision and pulled out the halberd behind him. In the cold light, the flying halberd suddenly cut into the leg of the horse in front of him.

superior.

hiss...

The horse neighed and fell to its knees, while Xiaocui was naturally thrown off the horse without any preparation.

"Xiao Cui..."

The beautiful general was so anxious that he couldn't help but let out a sweet shout when he saw this. He even sat down on his horse and sped up a few points.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ming Zhantian had already approached Xiao Cui, leaned down and grabbed Xiao Cui's skirt with his big hand.

"How dare you, thief!" The beautiful general raised her eyebrows, and several vindictive swords shot out of her hands. If Ming Zhantian refused to dodge, the palm holding him would be pierced alive by it.

At this time, Xiao Cui also seemed to feel the danger behind her. At this juncture, she rolled forward with all her strength, barely getting out of Ming Zhantian's arm range.

Facing the beautiful general's endless series of fighting swords, Ming Zhantian took the trouble to see Xiaocui escape from his hands. He couldn't help but feel furious in his heart. He raised his voice and roared: "Hey, where are you sao bitches? If you dare to stop me from doing my job, I will tear you apart!"

The beautiful general felt a little relieved, and then he pulled out the sword from his waist. Facing the red-robed bearded man, he shouted: "Ming Zhantian, what kind of hero is bullying a weak woman? I, Shen Mengyao, come to meet you. !”

Ming Zhantian grinned and said with a sarcastic face: "Hey, it turns out to be Shen Mengyao. Aren't you a weak woman? Haha, that's fine, I'll have a good time with you!"

After saying that, Ming Zhantian pressed his palm on the horse's back, and his whole body suddenly rose into the air.

It turns out that this person's cultivation has reached the realm of the Martial Emperor, and his fighting spirit can turn into wings, and he can also temporarily stagnate in the void.

Ninth-grade Martial Emperor?

Shen Mengyao was shocked. Youdao is in the realm of the Martial Emperor. With one more level, the fighting spirit wings will be half a meter longer. Ming Zhantian spread his fighting spirit wings of nearly five meters in the air. What is he if he is not the peak Martial Emperor?

So what, I, Shen Mengyao, may not lose to you.

Shen Mengyao gritted her silver teeth and also left the horse's back, but her fighting wings were much smaller. At first glance, they were only one and a half meters long.

"Haha... The third-grade Martial Emperor dares to challenge me! Shen Mengyao, it is better to meet you if you are famous. This time I will strip you naked and parade you in front of the public! Look, you still dare to go against Master Murong." Ming Zhantian fixed his gaze. Look, his face suddenly became overjoyed. His body turned into a bright light in mid-air and flew down condescendingly.

boom...

The overflowing fighting spirit was so intense that a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Shen Mengyao's mouth, and she fell to the ground.

Because of the six-level strength gap, she suffered a great loss in this head-on confrontation.

Ming Zhantian hung in mid-air and said with an arrogant smile: "Haha... Shen Mengyao, but this is the case. In terms of strength, you are not good at all!"

Shen Mengyao bit her lip and thought to herself, if this continues, I'm afraid I will lose!

Suddenly she took out a mirror from her arms and shouted: "Form up a formation to defend against the enemy!"

The knights seemed to have been prepared. Following the shouts, everyone ordered and prohibited, dismounted and gathered around the beautiful general, and finally formed a tight formation.

"Everyone is united, united as one!" The mirror in Shen Mengyao's hand emitted a dazzling light, and the fighting spirit of more than a dozen knights immediately connected with Shen Mengyao, and even increased slightly.

Martial Emperor's fourth grade, Martial Emperor's fifth grade... Shen Mengyao's strength has been rising all the way, and finally reached the realm of Martial Emperor's ninth grade, and his fighting spirit is even slightly better than Ming Zhantian. This time Shen Mengyao Taking the initiative to meet Ming Zhantian, the two swords and halberds crossed each other, but it was his opponent who flew out.

Ming Zhan shouted in shock and anger: "Damn it! She actually has a sacred weapon. Why don't you help me quickly?"

Ming Zhantian's men rushed over. Due to the need to maintain the formation, Shen Mengyao's knights were not allowed to make any moves, so in their eyes, they were undoubtedly a good target.

But they forgot about another person, Xiaocui, who had been being hunted, stood up. At this time, the fifth-grade Martial King could undoubtedly have the final say.

"Retreat, let's retreat!" Ming Zhantian shouted with a livid face. Xiao Cui chased down several of his men and hacked them to death. However, he himself did not care about avenging his men and quickly escaped.

Shen Mengyao vigilantly maintained the formation for a moment, and when it was confirmed that Ming Zhantian had indeed escaped, he stopped the operation of the formation. All the knights were panting suddenly, and their fighting spirit also fell to the bottom.

Xiaocui looked at the beautiful general in surprise and said, "General Mengyao, you are finally here."

Shen Mengyao nodded and said gently: "Xiaocui, where is the princess now?"

But Xiaocui shook her head blankly: "I don't know. We broke up here. At that time, I asked her to hide while I drew the attention of the pursuers."

Shen Mengyao frowned and asked, "So has Ming Zhantian always been your pursuer?"

"No, Ming Zhantian was the one who blocked the front. In total, he is the fourth wave of pursuers." Xiao Cui answered truthfully.

"The fourth wave? They have been chasing you all this time?" Shen Mengyao pondered for a moment, her eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and she said happily: "I understand, the princess should be fine."

Xiaocui immediately clapped her hands and said, "Great, but where is the princess?"

Shen Mengyao drew a circle on the ground and continued: "It should be within a hundred miles of here, maybe in a certain family's house."

"Let's go, we have to find the princess before Murong Bailin and the other group!"

While the beautiful general was struggling to find the princess, Chu Yunlong licked his face and said to Zi Ning in the living room of Chu's manor: "Zi Ning, young master, I am very poetic today and want to paint you a painting."

"Disgusting!" Zi Ning rolled her eyes at him angrily, completely unaware that a fierce battle had just occurred between two groups of people at the place where the carriage crashed.
Chapter completed!