There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 437 Massacre

Let us recall for a moment who were in the carriages of the two carriages.

Actually not much.

Outside the car is Shengjun Qianfang Farewell to He Ping and Xue Ling, then inside the car is the Dragon Boat Festival Ningxia Heiwushang Jiuge plus Huo Ying.

In Xue Ling's car was Dragon Boat Festival Jiuge Huo Ying, and in He Ping's car was Ningxia Hei Wu.

Why do you say this?

Because it didn't matter before, just like when Qin Shihuang traveled, it didn't matter which car he was in.

But if Zhang Liang recruits wrestlers to hit him with a heavy hammer on the ancient Bolangsha, which car Zulong is on is very important.

This is the truth now.

Seeing the powerful crossbows and sharp arrows shooting towards the two carriages at the same time, with this speed and distance, even Fang Bie couldn't help him, but in other words.

Do the people in the car really need to be rescued?

He Ping, who was at the driver's seat, looked at the arrows in the distance, lowered her head and pulled out the sapphire hairpin on her head, and just swipe it confidently, just like the hairpin that the Queen Mother used to slash through the Milky Way.

Although He Ping said that he did not draw the Milky Way, but there was a sharp horse coming out with the hairpin. The sword energy was as magnificent as a river. one place.

On the other side, there was no one at the driver's seat, but a girl with two ponytails emerged from the window of the carriage. Who else was it if it wasn't Dragon Boat Festival?

In fact, the Dragon Boat Festival has now surpassed Hei Wu to become the third combat force in Xiaohun Inn, but few people have noticed.

Duan Wu is petite, and she is the only one who can get out of the car window without any effort. Even Huo Ying has to say that she is an expert at this point.After Duan Wu jumped out of the car window, he immediately threw out a piece of red square cloth. After infusing the true energy of the Vajra Immortal Art, the whole square cloth instantly became as hard as steel. Said it smelled like that.

The red square cloth swept forward, and the originally extremely sharp crossbow arrows fell to the ground one after another when they hit the square cloth. At the same time as Duanwu landed, Hei Wuye held the upper edge of the carriage window with both hands, and while supporting his body, from feet to legs Then when the body came out, there was no hesitation after landing, but the moment he stepped on it again, he rushed towards the place where the crossbow arrow was shot before like an arrow from the string.

Where is there any saying that people are still killed on the spot when they are attacked?The people in the carriage didn't move before, because they were full of confidence in the people outside the carriage, but now that they are being attacked, that's another matter.

As soon as Hei Wu took a shot, he knew if it was true or not. He started to shoot almost in a snap of his fingers, and then rushed into the hiding place where the crossbow arrows were shooting before, only to hear the sound of fleeing in embarrassment for a moment, and then It was the screams that screamed, and finally became silent.

Fang Bie sat on the horse, and his heart suddenly relaxed again.

To say the least—the other party really came prepared to ambush him, even pretending to be an ordinary bandit.

Of course, these bandits who rushed up were indeed cannon fodder, their footsteps were loose, their forehands were weak, their backhands were weak, and they were not qualified to compete on the same stage at all.

But the shooters who were ambushing in the distance to catch the fisherman's profit, or to kill the fish that slipped through the net, were all true elites.

Even if such an elite is still unable to compare with top martial arts masters, martial artists below the third rank have become very dangerous under the long-range attack just now.

This can only show that they are not targeting their own side, and they don't even have detailed information about their own side.

If he knew that among the nine members of his team, there were five first-rank, two second-rank, and two third-rank hidden, and none of them could not fight, who would dare to stop such a vicious star?

But have I said that the current Xiaohun Inn, rounding it up, can cosplay the six sects besieging Guangmingding.

While Fang Bie was thinking like this, Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian also ended the battle. Sheng Junqian often walked in the rivers and lakes. At this time, facing these bandits who blocked the road and robbed him, he was naturally not polite at all. He had seen a lot. Such a tragedy of killing and humiliating wives and daughters is so merciless, and because no one has ever been able to take a knife from Sheng Junqian, so before it is too late to make these people terrified and flee without fighting, Sheng Junqian has already been killed. One knife knows everything.

Xue Ling's side is much softer. Even if those swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, and hooks hit Xue Ling's body, it's like tickling her, but the girl's small fist punches your chest, which has the effect of knocking you into the air. These bandits have superficial martial arts skills, and they are far inferior to the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River. To be honest, the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River are already regarded as high-quality thieves. One punch flew away, and when the opponent finally reacted, they couldn't help shouting together, turned around and ran away towards the official road, only Xue Ling drew his sword and looked around in a daze.

But before Xue Ling's daze ended, he saw a black shadow stepping past.

The reason why it is said that he passed through the air was because his speed was so fast that it was like flying.

It is Heiwu.

Heiwu is a real killing machine. Once deployed, there are almost no enemies in front of him. He almost killed those who were sneak attacking with crossbow arrows in the blink of an eye, and then turned around to support other battlefields. At this time Hei Wu quickly caught up with the person who was closest to him, kicked out in the air, and saw that person's head was kicked out, and then hit another person who was running away in the distance. All the bones in the man's chest were broken, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

Fang Bie sighed as he watched Hei Wu's murderous action.

Hei Wu received the most direct education about killing since he was a child. It can be said that the people present, even Sister Ping, may not kill more people than this 19-year-old boy.

After all, Sister Ping didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Being on Sister Ping's killing list was a great recognition for him.

Of course - if Hei Wu can be selected to play football, then Hei Wu really plays murderous football.

But after kicking two people over with one kick, the others ran faster. They simply hated their parents for losing two legs, and even wondered how such a monster could exist in this world.

And Hei Wu leisurely took out a smooth pebble from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it at the fleeing people in the distance. This is really one stone at a time, comparable to a hand cannon. After passing by the body, and then running forward for a while, I realized that I had been dug out with a transparent hole, and finally collapsed to the ground.

It can only be said that it took less than half a stick of incense. On the originally quiet official road of Luocheng, corpses had been thrown all over the ground, and almost none of the people present even escaped alive.

Xue Ling turned around and looked at Fang Bie in a daze: "This."

"what on earth is it?"

(End of this chapter)