Zongwu: I am the prince of Liyang, and I suppress Beiliang at the beginning

"Sand, sand..."

With the sound of footsteps, one after another figures flickered like ghosts, fell around the carriage, and surrounded the carriage.

"This?"

"It's not good, it's fighting, run!"

Originally, because of the previous taboo words, there were few guests left, and seeing this situation, all disappeared in an instant.

"Alas, it's fighting again, it's going to be old, I hope it won't affect my little shop!"

The shopkeeper's face is bitter, in this world where martial style prevails, it is really not easy to open a hotel!

"Shopkeeper, your wine money!"

The old servant flicked the full wine jug, then took out a few copper plates and handed them over.

"No more, no more, you should also run for your life!"

At this moment, the shopkeeper, who was still taking care of these copper plates, closed the door with a bang, and as for the tables, chairs and benches outside, he couldn't take care of it.

"Ding-ding!"

The old servant flicked his hand lightly, and several copper plates were easily nailed to the door panel.

Immediately raised the wine jug, just wanted to pour it hard to relieve the hunger.

But Yu Guang skimmed the man in white, or the jug of wine on the table next to him.

"Save first!"

The old servant put away his wine jug, walked to the man in white, sat down on his butt, unceremoniously picked up the other party's wine jug, and poured a large mouthful.

"Ah, Shutan!"

The old servant shouted, and only then did he notice that the man in white who did not dare to move said with a smile

"Anyway, you're leaving, you can't drink it, you can't waste it!"

The man in white was indeed leaving!

But looking at the oozing laughter of the old servant, this word "go" seems to have a different meaning.

The man in white swallowed his spit and wanted to say something, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"The law..."

Next to the carriage, the white horse made a restless sound, and the silver-armored and silver-spear man sitting on it, his hand holding the gun tightened, his eyes scanned the surrounding Daoist figures, and he didn't feel cold.

At the same time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Zhao Heng, who was holding a bow, walked out.

"Your Highness, you forgot to take the arrow!"

The girl followed out with an arrow bag, and her bright smile seemed to make the sky brighter.

"Haha, yes, yes, or Ah Li has a good memory!"

Zhao Heng rubbed the girl's little head and praised the girl, which made the girl very useful.

"Your Highness, only Zhao Yun is enough, why do you need to dirty Your Highness's hands!"

The silver armor general saw that Zhao Heng was about to make a move, and hurriedly hugged his fist and said. This little thing still needs to make His Highness make a move, doesn't that show that his guard is incompetent?

"Zilong's strength, I naturally know it, it's just that this carriage is boring, just play!"

Zhao Heng stretched out his hand towards the girl!

"Your Highness, give!"

The girl was self-aware, took out a feather arrow and handed it to Zhao Heng.

"Find death!"

Seeing Zhao Heng and the others looking at themselves as nothing, the killers around them suddenly became furious, drew their weapons one after another, and rushed towards Zhao Heng.

This head is worth so much!

"After following me for eighteen years in dust, let you see the blood today, shoot the sunbow!"

Zhao Heng caressed the bow in his hand, and the incomparably fierce aura on his body flowed out.

The arrow in his hand instantly took the bow, and a terrifying sharpness swallowed from the tip of the arrow!

With Zhao Heng's hand loosened!

"Snap!"

The arrow streaked like a shooting star, and in an instant, it reached a person.

"What?"

That person was horrified, and the internal strength of the strong defense in his body completely exploded, and he was already in the realm of the third grade, and he was also a strong person in the rivers and lakes.

"Poof!"

But his proud strength, under that meteor arrow, was as fragile as paper, and it was easily pierced.

The third-grade martial artist was killed on the spot like this.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Zhao Yun's body seemed to have a silver dragon circling, and the domineering coercion caused the gravity of the surrounding heaven and earth to increase dramatically.

All the long-range attacks thrown by the killers were all shaken out of the carriage.

"Roar!"

As Zhao Yun's spear was raised, the silver dragon roared into the sky, the gun was raging across the sky, and the horse stepped out.

"Poof!"

Where the silver spear passes, a little blood plum is placed under this bright sunny sky!

Of the many killers, none of them could see when the silver gun was released.

"Keep some!"

Zhao Heng was anxious, pulled out three arrows from the quiver in the girl's arms, took a bow and shot arrows, and completed it in one go.

The three-star pearl burst out instantly, flying sand and stones for a while.

The killers who couldn't stop Zhao Yun could not prevent Zhao Heng's streamer arrows?

"Poof..."

With the addition of a string of sugar gourds, the four unlucky egg killers responded, walked one step first, and went to hell to report!

And the rest did not live long.

In just a minute or two, all the corpses were all over the field.

Dozens of fifth- to third-grade martial artists, this lineup is more than enough to deal with ordinary second-grade martial artists.

But now, Mo said that he had killed Zhao Heng, and even their blood could not splash within a single inch of the carriage.

"Your Highness!"

Zhao Yun came back to life, and the white horse silver armor and silver gun were still there, not stained with the slightest red and dust.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Heng patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder and laughed arrogantly

"I hold a bow and arrow, Zilong holds a gun, where in the world can't I go?"

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