Fu Yunge nodded. Looking not far away on his side, in the grassy field after driving out of the horse market, in the same empty eyes, some dense black spots were quickly approaching them.
"This also shows that the Seven Sects are still safe at the moment." Dongfang Shiming retracted his body into the car and breathed a sigh of relief.
If the Seven Sects have fallen, these guys shouldn't be waiting outside the canyon. And now that they are surrounded by so many people, it means that the golden halberd inside is still safe and sound.
If this is the case, it seems that the people in the horse market are safe for the time being.
"I'll open the way." Fu Yunge looked at the approaching enemy troops, ordered, drew his sword and jumped out of the window.
The coachman is also a member of the wine alliance, so he will naturally not panic when seeing such a scene. Dongfang Shiming ordered to advance at full speed. He immediately whipped up his whip and tightened the bridle neatly. The horse shook off the smoke and rushed towards the crowd blocking the road.
Several cars behind him followed him at the same time. Like a long snake, it rolled through the smoke and soil with two wings, and rushed into the enemy's siege.
Fu Yunge made an "upside down golden bell", grabbed the top lever on the carriage with one hand, swung it like a carp, and flew to the top of the carriage.
He half-bowed down and reached out to grab the copper buckle above, keeping his body from shaking.
Looking at the many enemies that appeared in an instant, he took a deep breath, the sea of qi surged, and his true energy took hold.
"Faster!" Seeing that he was still close, he shouted immediately, and at the same time, his sword danced like flying!
The windlass rotated to the extreme and made a "click" sound, and the horse advanced forward with its head held high. When the soldiers blocking the car saw this, they all ducked sideways, not daring to attack directly.
Driving so fast, the enemy troops below were overwhelmed. Fu Yunge moves the sword freely, and wherever the sword's edge reaches, the sharp light locks the throat. When I looked back, I saw more than ten dead bodies lying on the roadside on both sides of the wheel.
Ahead, there were countless hands reaching out, some carrying weapons, heading towards the horses and carriages.
"Searching for death!" Fu Yunge's true energy rushed up, and the power of Tai Sui at the bottom of the sea of qi immediately blessed him. The sword light accompanied the flowing clouds and frost, and swept up a dazzling sword net.
In an instant, blood stained the blade of the sword, and at the same time, it pierced the throat of another person the next second.
The misty sword flew left and right, sometimes spinning out of the hand, as if it had a spirit, and it perfectly coordinated with Fu Yunge. But in an instant, there were many more corpses on the passing road. The warmth had not passed away, and the autumn scenery became even more terrifying and chilling.
However, the elites of Jiuche Xiaoying are not just ordinary people. In addition to being more difficult to deal with than before, he also has a more practical mind.
Seeing that Fu Yunge was brave and difficult to defeat, they wanted to seize the horse first and planned to force their car to stop first.
In an instant, countless people gathered in front of the horse, pulling out weapons and slashing horizontally and vertically, and some even raised their hips to get up.
In the blink of an eye, the horse was injured in several places, its speed suddenly slowed down, and the horse's blood gurgled out of its skin. The smell of blood seemed to make this group of people even more excited, and they all turned their attention to the horses, as if they had discovered a good way to defeat the enemy.
The horse's hooves almost collapsed under the trampling of the crowd. Seeing this, the driver tried his best to use his whip to drive away the enemy, but it still had no effect.
In just a few seconds, their vehicle's speed slowed down significantly, and they fell into a dense enemy encirclement.
Fu Yunge, who was on the roof of the car, was very angry when he saw this.
"It's so dirty!" He cursed angrily, while holding on to the copper buckle, he jumped onto the roof of the car and kicked his feet towards the front of the car.
The people who had been fighting for the horse in excitement just now were instantly kicked out of their faces for no apparent reason. The first few people even had a few molars kicked out, their eyes were filled with stars, and their movements were in a daze.
In just a moment, Fu Yunge took advantage of this gap and jumped onto the horse.
"Drive!" He tightened the reins and shouted through gritted teeth.
At first, the horse thought it was an enemy on its back, and suddenly shook its head and shook its head. Fu Yunge quickly leaned over and clung to the saddle, lowered the long sword in his hand, and slashed the enemy soldier's crotch with his sword. While blood spattered, a heart-rending wail resounded in his ears.
"Let's go!" Fu Yunge patted the horse's back again.
At this time, the horse seemed to resonate with each other, no longer resisted, and galloped again.
Fu Yunge's sword edge still maintained its original angle. As the horse galloped, the enemy soldiers blocking the road in front were wiped out. How could they resist the chariot? They couldn't even stand up.
Fu Yunge breathed a sigh of relief, and felt heartfelt emotion in his heart.
"No, they are behind..." Dongfang Shiming's voice came from the carriage, "They can't keep up."
Fu Yunge was halfway through his emotion, and tensed up again after hearing the words.
Looking back, Fu Yunge's heartstrings were immediately tightened. They saw a surging enemy army surrounding the carriage behind them. Seeing that their carriage was about to disappear, they were probably dead!
His heart was on fire, and the singer Fu Yun broke into a thin sweat.
A breakout is coming, but they can't just focus on themselves. Looking back at the driver behind him, Fu Yunge felt relieved and grabbed the galloping horse.
"Huh——!" The horse almost fell down, Fu Yunge quickly put his sword on the ground, and with a stroke of strength, he brought the horse back upright.
Ahead, the remaining enemy soldiers saw them parking their car and gathered around them.
Surrounded from both sides, Fu Yunge and Dongfang Shiming felt something bad.
"We can't park." Suddenly, Dongfang Shiming's voice came from the car again.
Fu Yunge frowned. He also understands this truth, but what should he do if he doesn't turn around to rescue?
Seeing that the enemy troops in front were outflanking him again, Fu Yunge was extremely anxious. But at this moment, I heard a calm command from the carriage: "Continue to rush forward. I will save the cars behind you."
Fuyun Ge was stunned when he heard it. But there was no other way. At this dangerous juncture, he could only trust Dongfang Shiming's mind.
Immediately, he leaned back and sat cross-legged with the driver. The two of them were riding horses at the same time, and the front hooves of the two horses suddenly jumped into the air, followed by a neigh, and the chariot galloped up.
At the same time, a long whip flew out of the window. The head of the whip was like a snake, piercing straight into the center surrounded by the crowd.
The stinging wild wind, accompanied by the swaying whip, bypassed the surrounding crowd like thunder and lightning, and quickly wrapped around the neck of the horse driving behind.
The people around them were startled by the whip that flew past them, and before they could react, the galloping horse, which was pulled tightly by the whip, couldn't bear the pain, and immediately began to gallop without hesitation.
Dongfang Shiming felt the whip tightening, and immediately tied one end of it in the car. The two chariots instantly connected as one, and the two horses used all their strength to break out of the encirclement, charging so hard that the surrounding soldiers staggered here and there.
Fu Yunge seized the opportunity, stood up slowly with his sword, and faced a series of assassinations in front of him. The flying blood sprinkled on the horse's back and carriage board, and also wetted Fu Yunge's clothes, but they had high fighting spirit and fearless, and charged forward all the way.
