Now he knew why Qian Yeming and Murong Xiao dared to go to the Gota Desert alone, and he also knew why the assassins sent by Mo Yunfang before could not touch them at all.
It turned out that Murong Xiao's skills were comparable to those of the legendary great charlatans of the cult.
Sure enough, Mo Yunfang's assassins rushed towards the protective shield set up by Murong Xiao like moths to a flame, and their fate was just as he expected, their bodies floated uncontrollably above the protective shield.
As for the remaining shadow guards who had not yet pounced on the protective shield and were planning to retreat after seeing such a strange situation, Murong Xiao did not give them such an opportunity.
This strange protective shield was like a magnet with eyes, sucking in those shadow guards who were planning to retreat.
Amidst bursts of screams, Yelu Boyan discovered with horror that the protective shield was like a mouth, eating up the people attached to it bit by bit.
Looking at the blood that kept sliding down the protective shield, even though Yelu Boyan was an ally of the two people in the carriage, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.
Amidst screams of terror, eight hundred carefully trained guards were swallowed up by the strange protective shield in front of Muyou and Yelu Boyang.
Compared to Muyou, who was instantly alone outside the protective shield, Yelu Boyang's face was now even paler.
In contrast to Yelu Boyan's pale expression, the Kuangfeng team members once again witnessed the power of Xiao Tao. If they had to instill fear in the enemy, they really couldn't help but get into the carriage right now, pick up Xiao Tao and give him a kiss!
"You haven't even put on your shoes. Just stay in the carriage. I'll go meet him."
The carriage had been silent since the accident, but now someone finally spoke.
But the one who spoke at this moment was Qian Yeming!
And he was obviously talking to Murong Xiao.
Yelu Boyan the Mad Khan.
His 200,000-man army was either dead or wounded, but the couple was so leisurely sitting in the carriage, facing the enemy, and they still didn't even have shoes on...
It's true that comparing yourself to others makes you feel thwarted!
Huh? No! Isn't Qian Yeming a notorious consumptive? Doesn't he have no martial arts skills? Why did he just tell Murong Xiao that he was going to meet Mu You?
You know, Muyou is the Queen's most outstanding personal guard, and almost all of the Queen's guards were trained by him. But Qian Yeming actually said he was going to meet Muyou?!
Why does he do that?!
"Creaky—" The carriage door was slowly opened from the inside. Qian Yeming, dressed in a loose black robe, slowly walked out of the carriage.
The robes fluttered in the wind, the black hair danced in the air, the face was handsome and boundless... That kind of elegance, that extraordinary temperament, even as a man, he couldn't help but be attracted to him. When he came to his senses, all that was left was envy, jealousy and hatred.
Huh? That's not right!
There is no wind in this space, so how did Qian Yeming's clothes and hair fly up?
An idea formed in Yelu Boyan's mind, but out of a man's face and dignity, he erased the idea like an ostrich.
Deep down, he was unwilling to admit that Qian Yeming, who was already good enough, also knew martial arts, and that his martial arts skills could rival Muyou's.
Every profession has its own specialization.
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