Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

Zang Yi turned backwards, entered the compartment, and shouted urgently: "My lord, be careful!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Fifty poisonous arrows shot through the white cloth wrapped around the carriage, like blue poisonous snakes getting into the carriage.

"Puff puff......"

There was the sound of an arrow being shot into the flesh.

Blood splashed out inside the car, drawing plum blossoms on the white cloth, bloody and beautiful.

at this time.

The rear of the convoy.

Sima Ge was shocked: "Miss, Prince Huang's carriage was shot into a sieve, he might have been shot to death... What should I do?"

Sima Lan smiled calmly: "My lord doesn't die so easily!"

"You'd better protect your miss and me first!"

Sima Ge bit his red lips lightly: "Miss, he is bleeding in the carriage!"

A gleam of wisdom flashed in Sima Lan's eyes: "He will be fine!"

"Hey......"

Sima Ge stood in front of Sima Lan with a sharp sword in his hand, trembling his little feet: "Miss, how do you know he's fine?"

"I just know it!"

Sima Ge was speechless!

But she believed her eyes... Prince Huang must have been shot into a sieve!

It must be dead dead!

She and Miss don't have to go to that desolate, terrifying, and vicious Great Barren State!

But why... is she a little sad again?

Why exactly?

For a while, her mood was very complicated.

the other side.

All the killers in white clothes are silver medal killers. They have killed countless people and have rich experience. Looking at the situation in the carriage... the people in the carriage were hit by crossbow arrows and shot like hedgehogs.

Their mission is accomplished!

At this moment, the highly concentrated killers were relieved!

As for whether the bandits in the valley are dead or alive...it doesn't matter anymore.

They are the bait!

just now.

They want to land on both feet, people are like birds, leave shallow footprints on the snow, kill the entire convoy of people, and go overseas with untold wealth.

Silver medal killers, the weakest are second-rate warriors.

But, at this moment, when their minds were relaxed, an accident happened!

"Boom bang..."

The snow under them exploded!

The white snow mist dazzled the eyes of the silver killers.

Simultaneously.

Wisps of sword light caught their eyes, like shining meteors.

One by one, figures like cheetahs rose from the snow, and they were the other fifty sword-hiding teenagers who disappeared.

There was no shouting, only silent killing intent, impacting the minds of the silver medal killers.

The silver killers were shocked: "Ancient Tibetan swordsmanship!"

It's too late to say, then soon!

A killer yelled anxiously: "They haven't cultivated their true qi, resist hard, kill!"

That's right, silver medal killers can only fight hard!

Because, the time when the sword-hidden youths launched their attacks was just right, just when the killers hadn't landed on the ground, their old strength had been exhausted, their new strength hadn't been born, people were like trees without roots, and their bodies could no longer dodge.

Because the distance between the two sides was too close, and the swords of the sword-hiding youths were too fast, leaving them no time to dodge.

Because they are flustered and confused!

They have all had the experience of changing from a hunter to a prey, but they have never encountered such a dangerous personal assassination.

fortunately!

These sword-hiding teenagers have not yet broken into the realm of inner martial arts, and there is no real energy to attach to their swords. They are all second-rate warriors. As long as they use their real energy to squeeze their bones and muscles, so that their vitals can avoid being stabbed by the sharp sword, they can use their backhand palms Shoot these terrible ancient Tibetan swordsmen to death.

At this moment, the silver medal killers are really scared!

If these young men with ancient Tibetan swords break into the realm of inner martial arts, and the swords are filled with true energy, they will die without life.

What a blessing!

The eyes of the silver medal killers shone sharply, like wounded poisonous snakes, ready to bite back on those who hurt them.

"Puff puff......"

The sharp sword tore through the clothes of the killers, pierced the skin of the killers, broke through the muscles, and pierced into the bodies of the killers.

The severe pain attacked the nerves of the silver medal killers.

But, they are well-trained killers!

Experienced with injuries!

They controlled the true qi in their bodies, squeezed the muscles and deformed the bones, all avoiding the vital points!

Everything is as they expected.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The silver medal killers grinned grimly in their hearts: "Anti-kill, right now!"

But, right now.

Xia Tian's voice came from the carriage: "Break the realm!"

"Boom boom boom..."

On top of the heads of the sword-hiding youths, a foul and bloody aura rushed out from the Baihui acupoint. Some organs in their bodies seemed to be opened up, and a terrifying power was awakened.

Streams of true energy attached to the swords in the palms of the sword-hiding youths!

The faces of the silver killers changed drastically: "Not good!"

then.

Their words stopped abruptly!

"Fizz..."

The swords in the hands of the young men who hid swords broke through the true energy in the killer's body, and cut their bodies from all angles.

Stumps, dropped from the killers.

Blood gushes like a fountain.

White snow, dyed red.

"what......"

The silver killers, who would not scream easily, uttered heart-piercing screams, like hungry wolves that had been castrated suddenly.

The unbearable pain caused them to lose control over their bodies.

Followed by.

There was a flash of sword light in the eyes of the silver medal killers again, just like the light that pierced the darkness in the early morning.

"Fizz..."

A streak of bright red blood appeared between the throats of the silver medal killers.

They were sealed by the sword boy with a sword.

then.

Their eyes lost focus, and they covered their severed throats with their hands, but they couldn't cover the arterial blood rushing out from both sides of their throats.

"Puff puff......"

The corpses of fifty silver medal killers fell in various postures on the snowy ground, twitching like wild dogs, slowly becoming motionless, and their bodies became icy cold.

The north wind is still blowing.

The silver medal killer who killed countless people unexpectedly died here.

The fifty sword-hiding youths remained vigilant.

They were silent, and used their swords to pry open the skirts of the killers to find money bags full of items, and then picked up the weapons of the killers and put them together.

"Hehehe..."

Xiao Baijun's face was full of joy, he jumped out of a supply vehicle, ran to the seized items cheerfully and shouted: "Brothers, come and count the spoils!"

"coming!"

A group of wounded soldiers jumped over and happily counted and seized them.

These killers are richer than those killers last night!

What a gift boy!

that's nice!

At this time.

The Tibetan sword youths used their true energy, leaping vertically like big frogs, and returned to Xia Tian's white carriage, bowing and saluting: "Master, all the incoming enemies have been killed, and the captured ones have been counted by Chief Bai, please instruct! "

"boom......"

Inside the carriage, a stream of inner energy gushed out, shattering the white cloth wrapping the carriage.

Simultaneously.

Shields filled with poisonous arrows appeared in everyone's eyes.

Xia Tian and Zang Yi were standing in the middle of the shield, and they were not injured at all.

It's just that on the shield, many sticky blood bags were shot through, and the blood was flowing on the shield, which looked bloody.

These blood packs were made in Taohuawu Castle.

The blood came from the killers who attacked Fort Taohuawu.

That's why those assassins had all kinds of scars on their bodies.

Of course, hiding the cause of death of those assassins is one aspect.

All of these are arrangements for summer.

otherwise.

Even if the sword-hiding teenagers broke through to the realm of third-rate warriors and confronted the killers of second-rate warriors head-on, it would be more or less unfortunate.

at this time.

Zang Yi looked at Xia Tian with admiration on his face: "Master, the first trap, as you expected, the enemy will set up an ambush here, and now, we broke it without any casualties!"

"In the valley, our pursuit of bandits will end soon!"

"Next, do you want to implement the next battle plan you made?"

Xia Tian nodded: "Execute according to plan!"

"Yes!"

Zang Yi took the order: "Next, implement the next battle plan!"

"Yes!"

The Tibetan sword youths also looked at Xia Tian with admiration on their faces: "Master's ingenious calculation, I will admire it!"

The Tibetan sword boy has always been silent. If he didn't really admire him, he would never flatter him like this.

Xia Tian smiled handsomely: "There are still traps set by the enemy ahead, we must continue to fight!"

"But before that, let's raid the bandit's lair in Erlong Mountain to see what's hidden inside?"

"Yes!"

All the youths who hid swords gladly accepted their orders.

They looked at the towering main peak of Erlong Mountain in the distance, and secretly guessed in their hearts: What will be in the bandit village?

Are there beauties who have been robbed?

Is there a treasure?

Or...is there a bigger pitfall?