This was a killing situation carefully planned for Shang Xia, taking into account the most likely reaction of a second-level warrior.
However, behind Shang Xia, there is another Cangling martial arts cultivator with a martial arts realm—Yan Qi!
Shang Xia continued to ride his horse forward as if he didn't even notice the assassination that was so close at hand.
The warrior holding the short fork suddenly froze when he was about to stab the red cloud beast in the abdomen.
Although he had recovered in an instant, Shang Xia had already galloped past him on horseback.
Yan Qi followed closely behind, and while passing by the warrior, he brushed his throat with his back, as if something was pulled out of him.
The short fork in the warrior's hand fell to the ground with a clang, his hands were tightly covering his throat, his eyes were wide open, and he made a "ho ho" sound in his mouth, as if he wanted to prevent something terrible from happening, but it happened to slip through his fingers.
The blood oozing out from the room showed that everything was in vain.
The rope that was originally intended to be tied to Shang Xia shook in mid-air and fell straight to the top of Yan Qi's head.
At the same time, the vendor holding a pole, as if the person he planned to attack earlier was not Shang Xia at all, just smashed the pole on Yan Qi's head.
Yan Qi coldly snorted, blood bursting out all over his body, and he swung his right hand forward. In his empty palm, there was suddenly a faint ray of blood outlining the outline of a dagger about a foot long, and then it disappeared.
It's like giving people an illusion.
And at this moment, the rope that was originally tied to Yan Qi's head was cut off. Yan Qihu, who was not restrained at all, roared, his blood energy was colored by the will of martial arts, and a huge pair of wings spread faintly behind him.
The silhouette of a swift suddenly appeared, and then he punched the fallen pole head-on.
"Crack!"
The pole, which was obviously not made of ordinary wood, broke in the middle, and the vendor also spurted blood in mid-air, flew upside down and crashed into a cloth shop on the roadside.
At this moment, a cry of the Red Cloud Beast came from the front. Yan Qi suddenly looked back, only to see that Shang Xia's mount had been hit by at least seven or eight crossbow arrows all over its body, but Shang Xia on its back had disappeared.
Traces.
Yan Qi roared wildly and slapped the Red Cloud Beast hard on his crotch. The Red Cloud Beast felt the pain and ran forward.
Unexpectedly, at this time, a loud shout sounded in the sky above the street: "I'm here to stop this person, you go deal with the three generations of Shang Xia's direct descendants!"
A majestic figure, mostly a woodcutter, suddenly stepped out from the road and stood directly in the middle of the street.
Facing the red cloud beast that was charging straight towards him, the majestic warrior took a deep breath, shouted loudly, and hit the red cloud beast's head with a punch.
"Third level!"
The face of Yan Qi on the beast's back changed, and he jumped up. The same majestic figure showed a bit of agility in the mid-air, and then swooped down from the mid-air like a hunting goshawk,
His hands were like sharp claws, heading straight for the majestic warrior blocking the road.
In the center of the street below, the Red Cloud Beast controlled by Yan Qi couldn't even neigh. Its head exploded like a rotten watermelon. Its long body was sprayed with scarlet blood and slid directly on the ground until it stopped there.
At the feet of the mighty warrior.
However, the majestic warrior didn't even look at his feet. Instead, he charged up and punched again, and this time he punched with both fists!
Fighting claws with an iron fist!
Amidst the huge roar of vitality, violent shock waves spread in all directions. A Jinyun car next to it collapsed immediately, and large amounts of materials were scattered across a ten-foot radius.
The bluestone ground under the majestic warrior's feet immediately cracked, while Yan Qi twisted his body in mid-air and fell backwards. When he landed, he took two or three steps back before he stabilized his body.
"Does a third-level warrior still need to be a woodcutter? You are not from Tongyou City, nor from Old Yan!" Yan Qi's voice was low.
"Hey, what about you? I'm afraid you're not even a local martial artist!" The majestic warrior also had a sarcastic look on his face.
The two exchanged words just to build up momentum. As soon as they finished speaking, the two third-level warriors moved almost at the same time, and once again fought head-on. The streets several feet wide could not meet the needs of the two. Soon, there were dozens of people on both sides of the street.
The shop has been reduced to rubble.
At the same time that Yan Qi was intercepted by a third-level warrior, Shang Xi, another third-level warrior from the Shang family who was responsible for escorting the convoy, also encountered a strong opponent.
This old man was holding a fishing rod and looked like he was returning from fishing in the evening. In an instant, his martial arts will was superimposed three times. The long, sharp and tough fishing rod, with a sharp roar, shot through the air toward Shang Xi.
Pull away.
"On the third level of Wuyijing, you really think highly of the little girl!"
Shang Xi was also fearless in the face of danger. Two scimitars suddenly spun from both sides of her and flew into the sky, like two full moons rising into the sky.
One round was fishing on the left with the fishing rod drawn by the old man, and the other round was on the right. A crisp sound of "dang" was heard, and a silver fishhook was pulled by a wisp of transparent and invisible silk thread.
Was shot flying.
The old fisherman struck twice with one move, but Shang Xi was able to resolve it so easily. However, he did not rush to attack. Instead, he looked at Shang Xi solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Second level of martial arts realm!"
Shang Xi snorted coldly and said with a mocking look on his face: "Why, you seem to be surprised. So you didn't come prepared, or maybe the person who gave you the information deliberately concealed something?"
The old fisherman's eyes twitched and he said in a cold voice: "Arrogant! Take another hook from me!"
Shang Xi sneered, and a pair of scimitars circled back and forth, left and right, wisps of sword intent emerged from the blades, and then connected with each other, forming a huge ball of sword light around her body, which could not be cut by a knife or splashed by water.
, no matter how the old fisherman attacks, just roll and roll all the way towards him.
The first attack was obviously aimed at Shang Xia, and they were obviously more inclined to capture them alive.
However, after Yan Qi took action to resolve the attack, there were several sounds of bow strings vibrating from the houses on both sides of the street and the dark alleys. At the same time, the vitality of heaven and earth was aroused!
The attack was no ordinary crossbow arrow!
Shang Xia's heart moved, and his figure suddenly dwarfed on the back of the red cloud beast. There was a faint flash of lightning above the street. Shang Xia's figure, rising and falling, left and right, had already jumped dozens of feet out of the convoy.
At the same time, behind him came the screams and sounds of the Red Cloud Beast dying!
At this time, the front of the Jinyun convoy was not far from a three-way intersection. The leader was Shang Miao, a second-level collateral warrior from the merchant. After hearing the warning from the rear of the convoy, he signaled to stop and be on guard.
At this moment, more than a dozen masked warriors suddenly emerged from the two forks in front of the car, each holding weapons and rushing towards Shang Miao and others in front of the car.
This time the merchant convoy returned to Tongyou City. Because it was traveling with the Tongyou Academy convoy all the way, it did not bring many warriors to escort it. What's more, there was Shang Ke, a newly promoted fourth-level warrior, who would have thought that there would be someone there.
The leopard that had eaten the bear's heart dared to attack Shang Xia's convoy?
There were only five or six warriors in the group such as Shang Miao and others. Shang Miao, who had the highest cultivation level, was only at the second level of martial arts realm. Among the twenty or thirty masked warriors who rushed over, their cultivation level was above the second level.
Nearly half!
"Fight to the death!"
Shang Miao knew he was outmatched, so it would be even more stupid to turn around and run away at this moment. He could only muster up the courage to fight to the death!
Several merchants and warriors behind him looked desperate when they saw this, but they also unanimously prepared to face the enemy.
And just when these masked dancers were about to rush into the convoy ten feet away, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind Shang Miao and others. Before they could react, they saw sword aura in front of them, and the sword light flickered, and there was a burst of "
After the crackling sound, no one among the twenty or thirty masked warriors could take a step forward!