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Where did Chapter 249 go?
Mo Xidao really didn¡¯t expect how a businessman could have such a level of cultivation!
He can also know a lot of secrets in the Snake Guard, and Prince Yi has also investigated it, but no one has ever said and no one knows that Wu Daodao can actually practice! And seeing how he controls the feather arrows to defend against enemies, his cultivation level is quite impressive! Those twenty-odd feather arrows shot out like lightning, and Mo Xi's sword was too late to dodge in mid-air.
Fortunately he has a knife in his hand.
Only those who have a knife in their hand will not give up easily.
A round of sword energy exploded in front of him, and the sword energy glowed with a dazzling white light, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a ring-headed sword, but a bright sun. The white light grew brighter and brighter in front of him, and even his figure began to become blurry. The twenty-odd feather arrows hit the white light one after another, like raindrops falling on a red-hot iron, and gradually disappeared, as if they had been evaporated.
But it was not evaporation, but the sharp sword energy like a tornado that crushed the arrows into pieces.
Wu Yiyi, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, frowned slightly, as if he did not expect that there would be such a master. It is not uncommon for practitioners to turn their inner energy into sharp sword energy. After all, most practitioners hurt people with their powerful palms or fists. Being able to transform one's energy into something so sharp requires an extremely talented person, which cannot be obtained through hard work.
Mo Xida slowly fell down in mid-air and stopped about five meters away from Wu Yiyi. The sword energy as dazzling as the sun was still hovering in his hand, as if it might escape from his hand and fly towards Wu Yiyi at any time.
¡°It¡¯s really surprising that the richest man in the Sui Dynasty was a spiritual practitioner.¡±
Mo Xidao couldn't help but sigh, and then slowly stretched out his right hand holding the sun: "But you still have to die today."
After saying this, the sun in his hand suddenly exploded. It was as if the strong sunlight had torn the clouds apart, and dazzling rays of light shot out one by one. Mo Xidao, standing on the side of the light, was as majestic as a divine general wielding a peerless magic weapon.
That was the sword energy coming rapidly, extremely sharp.
In just a daze, the thousands of blades of sword energy had already struck in front of Wu Dao.
The carriage began to break into pieces, wood chips flying.
When he saw that the sword energy was about to hit Wu Dao, he looked calm all the time and stretched out his hand to point forward for the second time. Then the sword energy suddenly collapsed as if it hit a big mountain. No matter how sharp or powerful the sword energy was, it could not shake the mountain.
This mountain is invisible but thick and solid, blocking Wu Yiyi's entire body behind. Thousands of strands of sword energy slashed down endlessly, but they couldn't break through the invisible mountain. The air in front of Wu Dao gradually began to twist. The successive sword qi came so fast that the temperature of the area began to rise, and there seemed to be a faint crackling sound.
Mo Xiandao¡¯s expression suddenly changed, and then he raised his right arm high.
At this moment, the sun in his hand was extremely bright.
The energy of the sword was like the endless rays of the sun, constantly slashing forward in an attempt to split the invisible mountain in front of Wu Dao. If this continues, maybe no matter how thick and solid the mountain is, it may gradually collapse. But Wu Yiyi, who was sitting on the half-carriage, didn't seem worried at all, and his expression didn't change at all. No one could feel those sharp sword energy more intuitively than him. Just about one meter in front of him, they struck densely one after another and were scattered.
He never left the carriage, and even when facing the enemy, he only raised his fingers twice.
It seems that his remaining power lasts longer than Mo Xian's knife.
So Mo Xiandao decided to attack with all his strength, and he started to step forward with his right arm raised. Walking is very simple, and children can waddle after they are one year old. As long as a healthy person can walk, but now, Mo Xiandao seems to be unable to walk. There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him, and there seemed to be many people behind him grabbing his clothes and pulling them. Every step he took forward was extremely difficult, and his steps were pitifully small.
But even so, he still gritted his teeth and moved forward.
The closer he is to Wu Yiyi, the more dazzling the sun in his hand seems to be. The distance between the two people gradually narrowed from five meters to four meters. Although it was only this short one meter, there was no doubt that the sword energy attacking Wu Dao was more than twice as dense as before, and the sword energy was more than twice as dense as before. The intensity of Qi also became stronger.
The distortion of the air in front of Wu Daodao became more and more obvious, and it seemed that it would explode in the next second.
Mo Xida only walked one meter forward and was already sweating profusely. He tried to go furtherMove closer to make the sword energy more powerful. But his legs seemed to be tied to tens of thousands of tons of boulders, making it difficult to lift his feet. His body began to lean forward, and his right arm holding the sun reached further and further forward. It seemed that his body actually tilted at an absurd angle without falling down.
What¡¯s strange is that his body has remained in this position and is no longer moving, as if it is frozen. And the sun in Mo Xidao's hand became increasingly dim, as if coated with a layer of fog.
Sweat gradually broke out on Mo Xidao¡¯s forehead, but not a drop fell! This is completely contrary to common sense. How can the sweat stay still?
A few seconds later, the sun in Mo Xiandao¡¯s right hand finally went out.
There is no light left, just a right hand and a ring-headed sword.
Mo Xiandao¡¯s body kept trembling slightly, as if he was struggling with all his strength. But he could no longer move, neither forward nor backward.
"Youyou are notyou are not Wu Yiyi!"
He yelled this sentence with all his strength, his eyes filled with despair. This was not the first time he had felt this way. Last time, he also had no resistance at all. In front of this man, he was worse than a toddler. He has lost his freedom and is like a prisoner.
"Wu Daodao" who was sitting cross-legged on the carriage smiled and said in a calm tone: "I understand now, how stupid I am."
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Outside Dongcheng
Fifteen miles out of Chunhe Gate
Dozens of big men rushed from behind, abandoning the carriage they were protecting. The carriage in front didn't seem to be in a hurry to escape, and was quickly caught up by the killers dressed as bodyguards. These people are all Snake Guards under Prince Yi. Their origins are either villains in the world or scum in the military.
After catching up, these dozens of people quickly surrounded the carriage, and surrounded it several levels in front and back. They did not rush to take action, but waited for instructions.
Behind them, Zhang Kuang, who had a knife tied behind his back, and Fang Henshui, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, walked over.
Those snake guards spontaneously made way for Zhang Kuang, who walked slowly into the crowd. His face was a little ugly, and his chest was rising and falling slightly, obviously he was not in a calm mood. He couldn't be sure who the person in the carriage was, whether it was Fang Jie or Wu Yiyi. If it was the latter, he would order the Snake Guard to kill him without hesitation. And if it was the former, he didn't know if he had crossed the threshold in his heart.
Fang Henshui followed him, smiling the whole time.
But there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, the kind of morbid excitement.
"What, you haven't made up your mind yet?"
Fang Henshui asked Zhang Kuang with a smile.
"Shut up!"
Zhang Kuang looked back at him and said coldly: "Even if you are the prince's guest, it is not your turn to give orders today. I am the deputy of the Snake Guard. I have the final say when and how to take action. If you do more Say a word, and I will order someone to remove you first!"
"Amazing"
Fang Henshui shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more. But there was no trace of concern in his expression, and his eyes were full of amusement.
Zhang Kuang took a deep breath, took two more steps forward, clasped his fists and asked, "Excuse me, who is in the car, is he Sanjin Houwu?"
No one in the carriage answered. The coachman sitting outside seemed to snort but made no move.
After waiting for a while, he asked again: "If you are Sanjin Hou, please get out of the car and talk to me. If you are someone else, please get out of the car and meet me. We are only looking for Sanjin Hou and have nothing to do with anyone else."
The people in the car still didn¡¯t answer.
"Is itFang Jie?"
Zhang Kuang asked again after a moment of silence.
"If Fang Jie saw it was you, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. He probably wouldn't have thought that one day his best friend would become his life-threatening enemy."
Someone in the carriage finally answered, the voice was a bit unfamiliar, and Zhang Kuang didn¡¯t recognize who it was.
Just when he was surprised, the carriage suddenly fell apart with a bang. The entire carriage was torn open from the inside and instantly shattered. The people of the Snake Guard were so frightened that they couldn't help but take a step back. Only after concentrating on defense did they see the people in the carriage clearly. After seeing it clearly, everyone couldn't help but gasped.
It¡¯s not Wu Yiyi who is in the carriage.
It¡¯s not a solution either.
They are two strong men as big as iron towers, both over two meters tall. The same tiger-like back and ape-like waist, the same burly and sturdy figure. The two of them stood in front of everyone, as if two high towers suddenly flew from the sky. Each of these two strong men stretched out his left hand,?The person extends his right hand. On the palms of both of them stood a dark and skinny boy.
These two strong men, one is Qilin and the other is Nie Xiaoju.
What they are holding in their hands is naturally the black boy Yan Kuang. And the person who flew lightly after the carriage shattered, floating in the air for a while like a kite, was the scholar Chen Xiaoru.
This is a very shocking scene. Two strong men over two meters tall are holding a black boy with his arms around his shoulders and sneering. The driver can actually float in mid-air for a while before falling down like cotton wool.
There were two such burly men sitting in the carriage. No wonder Mo Xiandao could tell at a glance that the carriage was heavier.
"Ha ha"
Fang Henshui, who was standing behind Zhang Kuang, couldn't help but laugh: "It turns out that I overestimated you. I thought that I would have to find a true master to follow you. It was either Fang Jie or Wu Yiyi, but I didn't expect it to be whoever it was. You're a lousy follower Oops, you're not very convincing as the deputy of the Snake Guard."
Zhang Kuang¡¯s expression was ugly. He had already recognized the person who spoke before was Qilin. Those words made his heart hurt, followed by a surge of hatred. There was no Wu Yiyi, no Fang Jie, he was very disappointed. It was at this moment that he realized that he had long been prepared to turn against his former friends and brothers.
So he coldly ordered: "Kill them all."
Dozens of snake guards responded and rushed forward with their swords swung. Zhang Kuang did not take action. Although the two iron tower-like men were very intimidating, he did not think that these four people could stop dozens of well-trained snake guards. The Snake Guard's personal cultivation may not be very strong, but the cooperation between them has reached the point of tacit understanding and ease.
These Snake Guards are all people who can cultivate, and the worst ones have third-level cultivation. With this kind of skill, combined with the Sui Dynasty's military battle formation, Zhang Kuang was confident that seven or eight Snake Guards could kill a sixth- and seventh-grade expert. Of course, it is not known how many Snake Guards will survive in the end.
However, he soon discovered that he was wrong.
Those four people, how can they be considered human beings?
Although Black Boy is small and thin, his fists are as heavy as mountains.
He alone messed up the Snake Guard's formation.
Those two strong men were even more surprising. One just hit someone with a copper stick and killed him immediately, but the other used a few embroidery needles threaded with thread! As for the driver, he didn't care at all about being surrounded. He sat in the driver's seat and watched as if watching a show, squinting his eyes and showing no intention of taking action.
Zhang Kuang couldn't help but look at Fang Henshui, but saw that this extremely sinister man had already turned around and walked out.
"There is no Fang Jie, no Wu Daodao Although I still have a little interest in killing people, I still decided to look at other roads. These people are not enough for me to stay."
When Zhang Kuang heard this, he suddenly understood that the ten carriages leaving the city might all be a cover-up.
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