"Who are you?" The boy driving the car looked back and saw a white-haired middle-aged man standing on the roof of the carriage.
Tang Lian rushed out of the carriage to look and said angrily: "It's you again!"
The white-haired man put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Okay, hand over the person, and I will let you live."
"dream!"
Tang Lian flew up, followed closely by the young driver Lei Wujie.
In the carriage, except for the handsome young man who did not get up, the other people rushed out of the carriage and surrounded the white-haired man.
"White-haired Immortal is already a Grandmaster, so how can you guys please him?" the handsome young man murmured.
Tang Lian and the others seemed to have killed the White-haired Immortal with all their moves, but in fact they were unable to inflict any harm to the White-haired Immortal. After dozens of rounds of fighting, the White-haired Immortal unsheathed his long sword and swung his sword to sweep away several people in an instant.
Lei Wujie endured the pain, pulled out a sharp sword and shouted: "Stop being so arrogant!"
His fingers gently brushed the sword body, and traces of flames hung on the sword body strangely.
When the sword fell, everyone was shocked.
The white-haired immortal raised his sword to block. After a blow, the wheels of the galloping carriage were shattered, the reins were broken, and the horses were frightened.
The white-haired fairy was safe and sound. Lei Wujie flew back and was caught by Tang Lian who caught up.
The white-haired immortal said with a cold expression: "Long sword kills terror! Are you a disciple of Lei Hong? Okay, that's really good!"
"Master Wangyou's disciples, Baili Dongjun's disciples, Sikong Changfeng's daughter, and Lei Hong's disciples, do you all really think that I dare not kill you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired fairy slowly raised his long sword, and swung out his sword energy like falling flowers, rushing towards several people crazily.
'boom! ! ! '
A loud noise shook up the dust in the sky. As the dust gradually dispersed, a figure came into view of the white-haired fairy.
"Who are you?" the white-haired fairy asked with a serious look on his face.
"I... I was just passing by and saw you guys fighting here, so I thought about watching a show, but I just heard you say that among them were Baili Dongjun's disciples and Sikong Changfeng's daughter. Then I can’t do anything anymore.”
The visitor held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and smiled heartily.
"The people in the carriage are extremely important to us. I hope you can save your face." Baifaxian put away his sword and said.
"I don't care who the people in the carriage are. I just took action because of two of them. After all, I was drinking with their elders a few days ago." Ying Zhu turned his back to Tang Lian and the others and stretched out his hand. He pointed and smiled.
"Well, I won't take action against them. I'll let you take them away. I'll take away the people in the car."
"no!"
Tang Lian and Wu Chan shouted in unison.
The white-haired fairy ignored several people and looked at Ying Zhu, waiting for him to speak.
"Although I really don't want to wade into this muddy water, I can't just watch the disciples and daughters of the two seniors in Xueyue City get beaten by you."
The white-haired fairy looked coldly and scolded: "Then let's have a fight!"
Ying Zhu said helplessly: "Borrow me a sword."
Lei Wujie immediately handed the long sword in his hand to Ying Zhu, and Ying Zhu whispered softly: "Flying Immortal from the sky."
He jumped up and struck down with his sword. The power of the sword was brilliant and swift, and the sword energy leaked out. Tang Lian and the others who were watching the battle felt the sword energy from this sword so cold that it penetrated their bones.
The light of the sword was like a flash of lightning, like a rainbow streaking across the sky, and it stabbed straight towards the White-haired Immortal.
After the sword strike, the long sword in the white-haired fairy's hand slipped. He lowered his head to look at the killing sword that pierced his right shoulder, and smiled miserably: "Why don't you just kill me with this sword strike?"
"Practice is not easy, and you are not a heinous person. I will spare your life in the hope that you can provide some help in the future." Ying Zhu drew out his long sword and stopped the white-haired fairy's bleeding with one finger.
"Take a step to talk." Ying Zhu didn't care whether Baifaxian wanted to or not, he just put his arm around Baifaxian's shoulders and walked towards a deserted place.
"What do you want to say?" asked the white-haired fairy.
"That's all for today. You can take the people in the car away," Ying Zhu said.
"Huh? Since I can take that person away, why don't you fight me and give me a sword?"
"Oops~ Didn't I tell you before the fight? I don't want to wade into this muddy water, but you also saw it. Those guys have many axes. If you take away the people in the carriage, they will definitely stop you. Since we can’t avoid trouble, we might as well be more direct.”
"You can take people away, but not now. Everyone has his own path. Everything is destined by God. His life should be written by himself. When he finishes what he should do, the cause and effect will be resolved. After that, you can take him away without anyone stopping you." Ying Zhu turned around and pointed at the monk who got out of the carriage and said.
The white-haired fairy looked back and sighed softly: "It looks like! It's so similar! By the way, how do you know that no one will stop it?"
"Look at you, you are really forgetful. As I said before, I was drinking with the three city lords of Xueyue City a few days ago." Ying Zhu said with a smile.
After saying that, the white-haired fairy looked deeply at Ying Zhu, then at Wu Xin, picked up the sword, and flew away.
"Wow! Brother, you are so powerful! You injured that white-haired guy with just one sword, but what were you talking about just now? Also, what sword technique did you use just now?" Lei Wujie came up and asked.
Ying Zhu returned the sword to Lei Wujie but did not answer his words, keeping his eyes on Wu Xin and the handsome young man beside him.
"After so many years, I finally met two people whose martial arts talents are better than mine." Ying Zhu said with a smile.
"Your Excellency is the Grandmaster, how can we compare with you." Wu Xin smiled.
The handsome young master clasped his fingers together in front of his belly and said loudly: "I've heard about your name for a long time, Fourth Young Master Ying."
"Both each other, the former number one genius, Xiao Chuhe." Ying Zhu laughed twice.
[Sign in the special character Xiao Se and be rewarded with seven thousand white-robed troops, which have been injected into the current Great Qin army and become a powerful army for the host]
[Sign in the special character Wu Xin, and you will be rewarded with 10,000 Beifu soldiers, which have been injected into the current Da Qin army to form a powerful army for the host]
[Sign in to the new generation of Xueyue City, and you will be rewarded with three thousand warriors under the chariot, which have been injected into the current Great Qin Army to form a powerful army for the host]
Tang Lian and others behind Ying Zhu were stunned for a moment when they heard this.
Fourth Young Master Ying? Xiao Chuhe?
"Aha! You... Fourth Young Master Ying! And Xiao Se, you..." Lei Wujie pointed at the two of them and said with shock on his face.
Ying Zhu said: "In the past, when the Sixth Prince of the Beili Dynasty was destroyed by the Tang Dynasty, there were rumors that you were rescued by a Jianghu personage. Many people did not believe it. However, the news that you became a master two years ago was still reported by various dynasties. The agency dug it out, and Datang immediately took action."
"The youngest grandmaster in history, and the fastest to fall. I didn't expect you to still be alive. You were just the first genius, and now you have lost all your skills. How do you feel?"
