Di Beiyao was fast asleep when he inexplicably sensed a massive, invisible killing intent in the air constantly approaching their location.
Although a thousand years have passed, during her lifetime, whether on the battlefield or on the throne,
Countless people, both openly and secretly, wanted to kill her, making her extremely sensitive to murderous intent.
Her tightly closed phoenix eyes suddenly opened, carrying a hint of coldness. She looked up and saw that she was still in Jun Wuji's arms.
Jun Wuji's face was icy cold, and his narrow phoenix eyes held an endless chill.
Seeing that she was awake, the icy coldness in his phoenix eyes disappeared when he looked at her, and his brows and eyes softened.
"Did we wake you? A bunch of clowns, Yao'er, don't worry about them."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the sounds of clashing weapons came from outside the carriage.
Di Beiyao sat up, picked up the red hair ribbon, and tied his long black hair up.
A bloodthirsty red light flickered in his phoenix eyes, like sparks igniting a fiercer battle.
Blood splattered in from outside, and the corpse of a man in black fell onto the carriage. The stench of blood in the air grew stronger and stronger.
When his gaze fell upon the crimson blood on the corpse, the bloodthirsty red light in Di Beiyao's phoenix eyes finally ignited into a raging inferno!
He pulled the sword from the corpse's hand, quickly stepped out of the carriage, and Jun Wuji followed closely behind.
Dozens of men in black surrounded their carriage, with Qingfeng and Yingren standing guard in front of it, slashing and attacking.
Besides Lin Lei, Jun Wuke's carriage was surrounded by three other people, who must have been the bodyguards he brought with him.
Although Qingfeng and his companions were all more skilled in martial arts than these men in black, there were simply too many of them. After one wave was defeated, another would immediately follow.
Qingfeng and his group are gradually losing ground.
Seeing Jun Wuji and Di Beiyao join the battle, Lin Lei finally felt relieved.
With their strength alone, they probably wouldn't last long. He was relieved that the Prince of Ji had intervened.
If anything were to happen to His Highness the Crown Prince, they would be guilty of more than a thousand deaths.
Di Beiyao moved with incredible speed, his sword swift, precise, and ruthless!
One after another, the men in black fell in their wake, each killed with a single blow.
Jun Wuji remained completely still throughout, yet none of the swarming men in black survived.
More and more corpses lay beside him, yet Jun Wuji's expression remained unchanged; only the coldness in his dark eyes intensified.
Glancing in the direction of Di Beiyao, her heart skipped a beat. "Yao'er, behind you!"
An arrow flew towards Di Beiyao at incredible speed. Di Beiyao's eyes narrowed, and he dodged the incoming arrow with an uncanny movement.
He moved straight towards the direction from which the arrow had been shot, arriving in front of the black-clad man holding the arrow.
Under the terrified gaze of the man in black, the sword in hand plunged into his heart without hesitation.
Slandering her behind her back, she really deserves to die!
Jun Wuji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Di Beiyao was completely unharmed.
Looking at the dozen or so men in black surrounding him, and recalling the scene from just now, a chilling, bloodthirsty killing intent filled his eyes.
The deathly aura that had accumulated on the battlefield over the years dissipated at this moment, enveloping everyone around them.
It was as if they were not in a forest, but in hell on earth!
Everyone involuntarily took a step back, then realized that there were many of them, while Jun Wuji was all alone.
The leader of the men in black shouted, and a dozen or so men in black simultaneously raised their swords and slashed at Jun Wuji.
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