Chapter 21 Grandmaster
Lai Yang fought against four people alone, with swords flashing and sabers flying, relying on his strong defense and flexible speed to deal with the four people.
The whistling sound of the sword was like a violent storm, and smoke and sand were flying everywhere, disturbing people's vision.
They originally wanted the four of them to quickly kill the person in front of them, and then kidnap Mo Ruyan so that they could threaten Prince Wu's Mansion in the future.
I never thought that the young man in front of me would be so difficult to deal with.
Ordinary swords and knives cannot hurt his flesh at all, and his speed is much faster than that of a great martial artist of the same level.
The fight lasted less than ten breaths and an eighth-grade martial artist was easily killed by his sword.
One person fell down, and the faces of the remaining three changed in shock, while Lai Yang felt even more relieved.
As the saying goes, pick on the weak. A great martial artist may be hard to kill, but can an eighth-grade martial artist still block his sword?
Lai Yang was extremely fast. He dodged and the sword in his hand emitted a winding cold light, which cut off the head of another masked martial artist. A large amount of blood sprayed and dyed the sky and the earth red.
Seeing this scene, the remaining two masked men were finally horrified. They knew that they could not do anything and retreated without hesitation.
Lai Yang had no time to chase them, and the carriage moved slowly along the official road through the woods.
However, before the carriage had traveled half a mile, another masked man in black blocked their way.
The man crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes, but his aura was several times stronger than that of the previous seven people. He stood there like a huge mountain.
"If you want to live, go back." The masked man lowered his voice and opened his eagle-like eyes.
His eyes did not fall on Lai Yang, but on the driver next to him.
Apparently he thought the driver was a far greater threat than Lai Yang, a man of the seventh rank.
The driver glanced at the person blocking the road and said in a slightly hoarse and vicissitudes voice: "In order to deal with the prince, those people actually asked a master to take action. Don't you think it's a bit despicable for a master to attack a little girl?"
The masked man in black had an unchanged expression, but his eyes were slightly gloomy. “When you are in the martial arts world, you have no choice. Besides, Yang Kuan, the great and powerful killer, has now become a running dog of the Wu Palace, right?”
"It's just some empty reputation in the past. Now I am just a coachman driving horses."
The masked man in black didn't want to talk to him anymore, and issued an ultimatum: "Go back, I don't want to repeat myself for the third time."
"The favors you owe must be repaid eventually." Yang Kuan sighed, handed the whip in his hand to Lai Yang, took out the knife hidden in the crack, and jumped off the carriage.
"You guys go first, let me hold this guy back, and I'll come after you take care of him."
Yang Kuan walked towards the masked man in black step by step. With each step, the aura on his body became stronger and more terrifying. Gradually, it surged out like a tide, making his robes rustle.
Ninth rank…Eighth rank…Seventh rank…
Finally, he stopped at the threshold of the sixth-grade grandmaster.
"I've long heard that the Death Shooter Yang Kuan is invincible in his realm. A few years ago, he was besieged by three Grandmasters with his half-step Grandmaster strength. He killed one of them and escaped with serious injuries. Today I want to see if your strength is really as strong as the rumors say."
After saying that, a surge of energy flowed around the masked man in black.
The release of strong energy is the sign of reaching the master level.
"Master, I haven't killed in a long time." Yang Kuan's tone was calm and domineering, full of an aura that no one else could do it better than him.
The next moment, a sharp blade light split the sky and the earth.
The masked man in black narrowed his eyes. The power contained in this knife was extremely terrifying. He was not even sure if his body's protective qi could block this knife.
Just based on this move, he was basically certain that the rumor that Yang Kuan, the Deadly Hand, had killed the Grandmaster was probably true.
The masked man in black didn't dare to resist head-on. He fought fiercely with Yang Kuan with a surge of internal energy. The battlefield between the two men gradually became further and further apart.
He also didn't want to be used as a knife to offend Lord Mo, so he blocked his way because of human relations.
After a fierce battle with Yang Kuan, he quietly let go of the carriage carrying Mo Ruyan and others, which was also a way of dealing with the world.
Unless you possess invincible cultivation, you will always be unable to avoid the grudges and human relationships in the world. Only in this way can you live long.
The masked man in black is obviously a veteran and knows these principles well.
It was difficult for him to refuse the request of the person behind him, but he also couldn't afford to offend the powerful Prince Wu's Palace.
Even though he was a sixth-rank master, he would surely die if he faced the encirclement and pursuit of the elite silver-armored army of the Prince Wu's Palace.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Yang Kuan led the masked master in black away, Lai Yang waved his whip and left quickly.
The most important thing now is to send Mo Ruyan to the hands of the Silver Armor Army, so that they will be much safer.
There were great martial artists and grandmasters along the way, but Mo Ruyan was just a delicate princess with low martial arts skills. He was afraid that another grandmaster would jump out and block his way in the next second. He was not sure if the sword in his hand could kill a martial arts grandmaster.
Fortunately, we blocked the pursuit of three groups of people and the rest of the journey was safe.
More than twenty silver-armored soldiers from Prince Wu's Palace were responsible for meeting Mo Ruyan's carriage ten miles outside the imperial city.
They sensed the sound of a fight not far away, and they came riding fast on their horses, emitting a terrible murderous aura that was intimidating.
The three of them successfully reunited with the Silver Armor Army. Mo Ruyan was nervous but tried to remain calm.
As the princess of Prince Wu's Mansion, she could not show weakness in front of outsiders and ruin the reputation of Prince Wu's Mansion.
"I am Tan Qiyuan, the captain of the Silver Armor Army. I am here to meet the princess on the orders of the prince and to escort her back to Beijiang City safely."
A leader of the Silver Armor Army stepped forward, clasped his hands and clasped his fists, with a hint of arrogance on his face, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Thank you for your hard work, soldiers. I will leave it to you from now on." Mo Ruyan nodded, looked at the Silver Armored Army and said softly.
"Protecting the princess's safety is our Silver Armor Army's responsibility. Princess, there is no need to be polite." Tan Qiyuan responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Uncle Yang Kuan is fighting a Grandmaster to protect me. Go and help him quickly."
Mo Ruyan did not forget that in order to let them leave safely, she had risked her life alone to hold back the masked black-clad master Yang Kuan, and immediately gave orders to the Silver-Armored Army.
"Yes, I obey your command."
Tan Qiyuan did not hesitate and was about to go to provide support.
Not far away, a figure wearing a bamboo hat approached quickly.
At this time, I saw that the other person's hat was missing a corner, his face was as sharp as a knife, and he was wearing simple and inconspicuous clothes. He was holding a scabbard in his hand. Who else could it be but Yang Kuan.
"I'm back." Yang Kuan walked closer to the princess's carriage and spoke slowly.
"Uncle Yang Kuan, are you okay? Didn't that person hurt you?" Mo Ruyan looked concerned.
Yang Kuan shook his head slightly and explained, "This man is very cunning and smart. He pretended to fight me, but he didn't really use his full strength. After a few rounds of fighting, he retreated after being injured by my sword. Otherwise, a true martial arts master is not that easy to deal with."
After hearing Yang Kuan's words, everyone suddenly understood.
The black-clad master had to take action due to the power behind him, but he deliberately exposed his flaws to let them leave. Presumably, he didn't want to get involved in muddy waters.
"In that case, we will set off immediately."
"good."
My head hurts. I was supposed to update in the afternoon, but I have a cold and a fever and feel uncomfortable.
(End of this chapter)
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