Haoguo and his group of seventeen people, three days after entering the cold, bought five carriages and passed through the prefectures and states. They were safe and sound.

Now they are in Longji Prefecture, Liangguo. The rumored sword god Liu Anzhi is located in Longji Prefecture. After passing the dragon ridge, it is copper plate, and after passing the bronze plate, it is Liangzhou. Now they are about to leave the dragon ridge and step into Tongbanzhou, but Wei Yuan still has not yet come up with a way to leave the team legitimately.

On the front carriage in the team, Yang Zidao and Zhao Yi were sitting in the car, their faces a little solemn.

"Yang Siye, it's too calm to enter Liang this way. I originally thought that the moment we stepped into Longji Prefecture, the robbery should have happened, but I didn't expect that it was almost copper plate now, and it was still so calm and there was no accident at all."

Zhao Yi frowned slightly.

Yang Zidao also nodded, "Yes, the later you take action, the more prepared the other party is. Moreover, Zhang Gao has not yet met with us. There are many amazing players in the battle faction of the Liang Kingdom. If you really meet, I will only see a chance of winning by you and me alone."

Zhao Yi slightly lifted the curtain and looked at it, and continued, "After passing this canyon and passing another county, we will step into Tongbanzhou. Could it be that they want to take action in Tongban?"

"Okay, we'll be ready anyway, don't wait..." "Boom!"

Before he could finish his words, a sudden change occurred, and a huge roar resounded through Fangyuan's book, and the whole earth trembled three times.

Yang Zidao and Zhao Yi put on a sudden look on their faces, and flew out of the carriage, and their spiritual energy surged out, looking around the convoy with a vigilant look.

"What's going on?"

The person who was driving the car was Song Shijiu of Tianji Valley. He hurriedly turned around and spoke respectfully, "Don't worry, it's just that the canyon ahead collapsed and a huge rock blocked the way. Wait for me to cut it open."

After hearing this, Zhao Yi and Yang Zidao turned to look ahead of the convoy. At this time, the convoy stepped into the canyon. A huge rock several meters wide in front blocked the road ahead, and the convoy had to stop here.

Yang Zidao frowned slightly, glanced at the huge rock, then looked up at the top of the cliffs on both sides, and suddenly opened his mouth to stop Song Shijiu, who was walking off the carriage, "Don't act rashly!"

As soon as these words were said, Zhao Yi became alert. The sand and soil in the canyon were dry, and it was obvious that there had not been raining for several days. Such a huge stone may not be able to rush down even if it was washed away by heavy rain. Why did it suddenly roll down when the sky was dry?

And it was a coincidence that the time for falling rocks was too coincidental. It just took a while to wait until the convoy entered the canyon before sliding down. No matter how you look, it seemed that someone was deliberately doing it.

Many curious disciples also walked out of other carriages, watching around with confusion.

Yang Zidao spoke loudly, "Everyone is back in the carriage, don't get out!"

Everyone was shocked. Although they didn't know what was going on, they did not dare to violate Lord Si Ye's orders and hurried back to the carriage.

On the last carriage, Wei Yuan, Ji Huaisi and Liang Zhu sat opposite each other. The three of them were all disciples, so they were naturally arranged in a carriage.

Along the way, although Ji Huaisi tried her best to show no concern, her eyes dodged at Wei Yuan and did not dare to look at each other.

Wei Yuan ignored it and closed his eyes and rested from beginning to end, meditating and meditating.

As for the third prince Liang Zhu, he was so persistent. Along the way, he had already asked Wei Yuan no less than a hundred times, "When will I see Buzhuo's medical treatment?"

If Wei Yuan hadn't been annoyed by the question and warned him that if he asked again, he would have stopped this matter, he might not have been willing to give up now.

After the change occurred, Ji Huaisi was shocked and took out several talismans from her arms and held them tightly in her hand.

The third prince also changed his face slightly and turned to look at Wei Yuan. But what surprised him was that Wei Yuan's face was as normal as he was still meditating and meditating. It seemed that the loud noise was like someone fartted, harmless.

"What are you nervous about? What should you come, you will always come."

Wei Yuan still closed his eyes and spoke lightly, "Just leave these things to Yang Zidao and others to solve. It's not time for us to stand out."

Hearing this, Liang Zhu nodded slightly, "Yes, our goal is the world discussion. Before that, we should not take the risk of taking action unless we have to."

Wei Yuan did not continue speaking because he knew that his purpose was different from everyone around him.

After Yang Zidao stopped Song Shijiu, he walked off the carriage and walked carefully towards the huge rock.

Zhao Yi was ready to face the battle, and his jade pen appeared in his hand, ready to carve talismans at any time. With his sixth-grade talisman master's realm, it was not difficult to draw talismans in the blink of an eye.

After Yang Zidao walked to the huge rock, after observing it for a while, he did not find anything abnormal. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and slapped the huge rock with a palm. A roar came, and a thick spiritual energy burst out and shattered the huge rock several feet tall in an instant.

Smoke and dust are everywhere, and at this same time, real danger comes.

Outside the canyon, a sword broke out from the west sky, and the speed was as fast as a stunning bird.

Zhao Yi suddenly looked up and his face was slightly shocked, "Enemy attack!"

The long sword sounded across the world, and the sword light pierced into the canyon, and with the faint light tail smoke, he assassinated towards Zhao Yi standing beside the carriage.

"not good!"

Zhao Yi's expression changed slightly, and the jade pen in his hand quickly sprinkled. In the blink of an eye, the talisman formed in the void and exploded in an instant, and a huge spiritual shield appeared above the carriage.

The long sword that flew in was so unyielding that it stabbed directly. The seemingly solid barrier was broken for only half a breath before the sword. It turned into light and disappeared.

"What!"

Zhao Yi's expression changed several times. Although he was just drawing this talisman in a hurry, its strength was not weak at all. Even some monks at the realm of great enlightenment could not break it so easily.

"The person who comes is immortal! Yang Siye, come back quickly!"

Zhao Yi shouted loudly, and the jade pen pointed out, colliding with the long sword that pierced.

"boom!"

The vast energy fluctuations spread out, and the jade pen in Zhao Yi's hand shattered into powder in an instant. The powerful power carried by the sword was not something that he, a talisman master at the realm of great enlightenment, could not resist. The vast spiritual energy was wrapped in boundless sword intent and smashed like a mountain. Zhao Yi spewed out a mouthful of blood mist and flew backwards.

The sword tip is moving forward with a destructive and rotten force. After splitting the jade pen, it is like a broken bamboo. It is about to slash Zhao Yi, who is seriously injured, under the sword.

But at this critical moment, a big hand suddenly appeared in the dust smoke of the huge rocks in front of him. Yang Zidao returned to the carriage at a speed beyond his imagination, grabbed the hilt of the long sword, and saved Zhao Yi from the edge of life and death.

"Rareless! Do you really think there is no one in my vast country?"

Yang Zidao was very angry. He was so angry that he had actually been at the verge of someone else. He is the one with the highest realm and strongest strength in the entire convoy. How could he leave the convoy easily?

In the Imperial College, both students and teachers know that if Yang Siye was angry, then things would not end so simply. Even if he left the Imperial College and Haoguo, it would still be the case.

The long sword in Yang Zidao's hand seemed to jump spiritually, trying to break free from control, but Yang Zidao's hand was held tightly like an iron plier.
Chapter completed!