A carriage was slowly driving on the official road. Today, it was dark clouds. Although it was already noon, it was still gray and everything outside the wilderness seemed very desolate.

Since Kaiming City came out, Yang Xiao became more and more taciturn. Yang Xiao knew very well what it means to have tens of millions of Qingyan City.

No matter how evil Zhao Yu ignored the level suppression, after all... he was just a big fighter, and on Qingyan City, there was a third-level Saint Battle Warrior waiting for them at this time.

Zhao Yu will never be the one who takes the lead, and Yang Xiao will not allow this situation to happen. No matter what, he, the personal guard, needs to come forward and try the depth of the other party.

And the price of this trial is likely to be your own life.

The four of the carriage knew this very well.

Zhao Yu did not say anything about this arrangement, because when he set out, Yang Xiao showed his intentions very firmly. If Zhao Yu did not allow him, he would probably have gone to Qingyan City first.

Zhao Yu himself did not have much feeling about the identity of the young master of the Bajue Sect, but in the eyes of the disciples of the Bajue Sect, except for the Seven Olds, Zhao Yu has the highest status and personal safety is the most important.

"Master Zhao, although I know that the next words may have a blow to you, I think I still need to tell you." Old Monk Jiewu looked at Zhao Yu and said seriously: "You better be prepared. Although the people from the Bajue Sect are stronger than those of the same level, no matter what, Yang Xiao is only at the first level of the Saint Fighting Warrior, and that person... is a third level of the Saint Fighting Warrior. And according to the information I have obtained, his strength is not much weaker than those of the same level of the Bajue Sect."

Before entering Qingyan City this time, there will be a death battle. The tasks involved in this life-and-death battle are not an unknown little person, but Kun, who ranks 22nd on the killer list.

Even if the two killers of the Saint Warriors were severely injured by the ghost man and the old monk Jiewu, Zhao Yu would have a lot of effort to pack up. It can be said that if he is careless, he may be severely injured.

But the two Saint Warriors were not qualified to enter the ranking list at all, and this was the most terrifying thing.

"Even if there is no chance, I must go there." A murderous intent flashed in Zhao Yu's eyes. Whoever stops him from finding his way home will never stop with him.

Not to mention that it is just the third level of the Saint Fighting Warrior, even the strong man at the third level of the Sage, Zhao Yu must go.

"It's very difficult for that boy outside." Jie Wu sighed softly.

The disciples of the Bajue Sect basically have a certain advantage when fighting against warriors of the same level, which cannot be denied, but the third level of the Saint Fighting Warrior and the first level of the Saint Fighting Warrior are all different things.

The third level of the Saint Fighting Warrior is the realm of being called a pseudo-sage.

Zhao Yu was silent. This is a fact. Now he can use only Yang Xiao, and Yang Xiao is only the first level of the Saint Warrior. He has seen the power of the third level of the Saint Warrior. Even if Yang Xiao goes up... it will be useless, but what can this happen?

There is no way to take a detour. When a Saint Warrior killer targets you, all you can do is find him out and... kill him.

If you want to play tricks with a killer, you will be seeking death.

As for the help of Master Jiewu, Zhao Yu never had this idea. It was not his confidence or his arrogantness, but that he knew very well that if Master Jiewu took action, the next time he came to trouble him would probably not be a saint fighting warrior, but a wise realm or even a powerful realm.

Some unspoken rules must be followed no matter how hard they make or how strong they are.

If someone breaks it, then the next journey will be really uneasy.

On the way, what the Seven Old Masters wanted was to let Zhao Yu experience enough power. If you just protect Zhao Yu to reach Yanliangshan, you would not need the Seven Ghosts of Bajue Sect to take action, and the Old Monk Jiewu could do it.

"The boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. If I really can't get through it, then I will be destined to have this disaster." Zhao Yu chuckled and shook his head: "We need to deal with the Zhenguo lineage first."

Master Jiewu looked at the Qilong Sword behind Zhao Yuheng's back, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

If it were someone else, the Qilong Sword had already been put into the storage space, but Zhao Yu was so happy that he was carrying the Qilong Sword so brightly, and in such a ostentatious and novel way, it was too eye-catching. It would be strange that the Duke Zhenguo would let him go easily.

Zhao Yu felt Master Jiewu's gaze, but he did not explain this matter.

The long sword with a horizontal back is just to draw the sword better and faster.

There is a very obvious point in martial arts when it comes to fighting skills, that is, the starting style is faster and there is no large fluctuation of internal energy.

If you use the sword drawing style to use the horizontal long sword, it is easier to attack your opponent by surprise.

"Shaoye, someone blocks the way." At this moment, Yang Xiao's voice came in.

If someone blocks the road, who blocks the road? This is already obvious.

When they were in Kaiming City, because of Chang Ming and the others, Shao Bishan did not dare to take action at all. When they learned that Zhao Yu and his group had left Kaiming City, they followed directly.

"It seems that these two practice stakes didn't run away." Zhao Yu showed a clear smile on his lips. He was hit by Chang Ming before, resulting in losing the best practice stake. Zhao Yu was depressed all night. Now, these guys ran over again.

Without saying much, Zhao Yu had already lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage.

He urgently needed to know where his strength had reached.

At noon, the sun was scorching in the sky, but today it was covered with dark clouds. The strangest thing was... this cloudy weather was without any wind, and the air was filled with a dry and hot feeling.

In the middle of the pipeline, Shao Bishan stared at the carriage in front of him with a gloomy expression, and rushed forward. They finally ran to Zhao Yu and the others. This was because they took a small path and took a detour to block the front in order not to alert the enemy.

Moreover, in order not to see that Zhao Yu and the others realized that the situation was wrong, they returned to Kaiming City, so they chose a place far enough away from Kaiming City. They were here, but the northwest wind blew for a long time.

"Boy, I'll hand over the Qilong Sword with tactfulness, otherwise you will know the consequences." When Shao Bishan saw Zhao Yu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of joy flashed across his face.

He was really worried that Zhao Yu would find something wrong and use the method of leaving the cicada to escape. That was the result of the loss.

But now that Zhao Yu is here, then don’t try to escape.

They really have seven great fighting warriors and two saint fighting warriors. How can Zhao Yu escape?
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