"Shit"

The arrows crossed the sky like a meteor across the night sky, with silver light shining, a white light passing through the air, like a white rainbow, the air was torn apart, and you could hear a sharp and harsh sound of sonic boom. Zuo Xiao's figure rushed down in the air, just in time to face the arrow shot from Ning Caichen, and there was no way to avoid it. A sensation light burst out in his eyes. In the flash of lightning, the spear swept out--

"drink."

Principal Zuo roared, and the sound was like thunder, which was very far away, and could be heard clearly within a few miles. The spear in his hand was swept out like a dragon, and the spear was shining across the sky. He used the strongest means to draw a brilliant and sharp spear, because Ning Caichen's arrow made his eyebrows pound and he felt a dangerous aura.

"Dang...bang!...boom......"

Finally, the arrows and guns collided, and a dazzling light burst out, like fireworks in full bloom. The white light illuminated the sky, making people unable to open their eyes, and it was fleeting. Zuo Jiao's body flew backwards like a cannonball, stepped on the ground with his feet, and took more than ten steps back before stopping. You can see that all the stone slabs under his feet were shattered, the stones flew out, and more than a dozen large pits appeared on the ground.

"General."

The Yellow Turban Army behind him was shocked and all caught up.

"I have no intention of being enemies with you."

On the roof of the carriage, Ning Caichen looked at Zuo Jiao with a cold face. In the end, he did not take all his strength. He was confident that he could kill Zuo Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army, but Zuo Jiao has a high status in the Yellow Turban Army. If he really did this, he would face the endless pursuit of the Yellow Turban Army. It would not be easy to kill Zuo Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army, and the pace might be delayed. When other Yellow Turban Armys rushed over, he would probably be here. He was not strong enough to ignore the thousands of troops unless he took the last step.

"Kill my Yellow Turban Man and said that he had no intention of becoming an enemy of my Yellow Turban. Your words are a bit unreasonable."

The left school looked fierce and looked directly at Ning Caichen.

"You and I know the right and wrong, I just want to take my friends away." Ning Caichen looked at Zuoxiao, said, then stopped looking at the other party, and said to Li Ran: "Let's go."

"Driving, rumble..."

The wheels rolled, Ning Caichen also jumped onto the horse's back again, and a group of six people continued to rush to the north gate.

"General, I'll stop them." A general of the Yellow Turban Army still said cold light in his eyes when Ning Caichen and his six people left.

"Let them go...cough..."

Zuo Jiao reached out to stop the Yellow Turban Army behind him, then coughed, and a trace of red blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"General."

The Yellow Turban General was shocked, his eyes turned, and then his pupils shrank. Only then did he realize that the tiger's mouth, which was holding the gun at the left, had exploded, and the blood dyed his palms red.

"It's okay, a little bit of injury." Zuo Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the direction where Ning Caichen and his men left. In the end, he did not choose to pursue, because Ning Caichen's strength made him afraid. He even suspected that even the arrow just now, Ning Caichen had no choice but to do his best. Their purpose was to occupy Luoshui City, and there was no need to fight to the death with an unknown enemy. This was not worth it. The most important thing was that Ning Caichen showed his strength, which made him very afraid.

"Check me, who is this person and who left with him?" Zuo Jiao ordered directly.

"yes."

The general next to him said, but he was a little shocked. He had been following Zuo Jiao and fighting on the battlefield for the first time. Seeing Zuo Jiao so afraid of someone, he was a first-class expert in Huajin!

"Young Master, the north gate has arrived."

On the other side, Ning Caichen and his group rode their horses all the way to the north gate. Soon, the tall city wall appeared in sight. The Yellow Turban Army entered from the south gate. At this time, some Yellow Turban Army at the north gate had appeared, but there were very few. The city had not been closed yet. There were many people fleeing. With the crowd, Ning Caichen and his six people left the city and headed north along the official road...

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"Go!Go!...Hurry up, protect the princess..."

On the official road, the moon is bright and stars are sparse. With the moonlight, you can see that a group of more than twenty people are riding horses. In the middle is a very beautiful young man in white with a fair face and a maid next to him. He has a melon-shaped face and a pretty face. He is dressed in a twenty guards in front and behind, but the group looks very anxious.

"Swish! Swish!... Swish swish... Puff... Ah" "No, there is an ambush," "There is an ambush, protect the princess."

At this moment, the wind suddenly sounded, and sharp arrows shot out from the woods on both sides of the official road. With screams, three close servants were shot and killed in a blink of an eye.

"Who are you? You dare to block my way. Do you know who we are?" The guard general next to the young master in white shouted, using his internal strength, and the voice came from a long way.

"Kill!" "Kill." "Swish...swish..."

No one answered, only black chains shot out from the woods. At the top of the chain, there were sharp blades or scimitars, flashing with cold light. With the shouts of killing, more than a dozen men in black flew out of the woods.

"Protect the princess, and everyone else will follow me to kill."

The leading servant ordered the guards beside him, then shouted loudly, slapped the horse's back, and jumped up from the horse's back.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Puchi...ah!ah..."

There were shouts of killing, but soon it turned into a one-sided massacre, because the group of men in black were very strong, leading by a dark martial artist, and the others were at the first level of the Mingjing warrior. Except for the generals who were the Dark Warriors, the others were only two Mingjing warriors who were protected by the white-clothed young master. The others were just some stronger than ordinary people. As soon as they fought, screams sounded.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight close servants fell to the ground, all of whom were killed by one blow and their throats were cut off.

"Protect the princess first." The leader changed color.

"Princess, let's go."

"Who are these people?" The young man in white showed a hint of panic and a hint of ugly appearance on his beautiful face.

"Who are you? You dare to rob and kill my Princess Daliang, aren't you afraid of killing the nine clans?"

The leader of the dark servant shouted, he fought with a few men in black, and wounds appeared on his body.

"Hehe, kill the nine clans, and the Daliang is gone, how can you kill the nine clans..."

A silver bell-like laughter came from the air, and the figures of white peony and green green appeared in the air and flew into the air.
Chapter completed!