It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

"What did you say?"

The ninth-level warrior was furious.

"Boy, are you so anxious to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of sword light suddenly flashed in the sky.

The ninth-level warrior who spoke didn't even react, and the right hand holding the sword was cut off instantly.

Fly far away.

It wasn't until blood spurted out from the wound that the man felt a heartbreaking pain.

"my hand!"

The man reached out to cover the wound that was bleeding.

The screams resounded through the sky.

Chu Xuan took back his sword and looked around.

"I'm very happy today, I don't want to kill anyone."

The soldiers who gathered around looked at each other.

No one knew what to do.

Cut off the arm of the ninth-level warrior with one sword.

This kind of strength is far beyond what low-level warriors like them can compare with.

But their duty is to guard the convoy leaving the capital.

If you step back, it will be dereliction of duty and will not end well.

Chu Xuan did not embarrass these soldiers.

The energy and blood surged slightly, sending everyone around him flying away.

"Oops, my arm is broken and I can't stand up."

"My leg is broken and I can't hold a weapon."

"My hemorrhoids burst and they hurt me so much."

"Brother, you seem to be a bit fake."

"I really broke it!"

Go around a group of soldiers lying on the ground.

Chu Xuan took a few steps to the carriage.

Open the red curtain.

Then he saw Mi Qing, who was dressed in red and bound by Qi and blood, looking at him in shock.

Because she was getting married, the girl's face was lightly painted with makeup.

It makes her already very capable appearance become even more capable.

Even Chu Xuan, who often met Liu Qingye, couldn't help but hesitate when he saw her like this.

Indeed, it looks good.

After admiring it for a while, Chu Xuan swung his sword to cut off the Qi and blood that bound Mi Qing.

"Fuck, is it really you?"

The restraints on the mouth have just been released.

Mi Qing couldn't help but said.

You can confirm your identity as soon as you open your mouth.

"Little thief, I thought you were dead."

The corners of Chu Xuan's mouth twitched.

"I can't even die if you die."

"So, what are you doing here this time?"

"Are you deaf?"

"You are deaf."

Mi Qing, who was sitting in the carriage, lightly kicked Chu Xuan's calf.

He lowered his head somewhat disappointedly and said.

“You’d better leave early.

I don’t know how this little thief like you suddenly became so powerful.

But except for the two strongest eleventh-level warriors in Chu State.

Many gods are also worshiped.

Even if you can defeat the eleventh level warrior, you are still no match for those gods.

Don't come here asking for trouble. "

The carriage fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Chu Xuan suddenly spoke.

"It's really good."

Mi Qing suddenly raised her head.

"Xuan, what the hell are you..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and Chu Xuan was already being carried face down on his shoulders.

"Hey, hey, hey, little thief, you..."

"Snapped!"

Chu Xuan slapped the girl's butt hard.

It feels very good in hand.

Mi Qing's face suddenly turned red.

"You idiot, how dare you..."

"Snapped!"

The girl finally calmed down.

She is young and capable of bending and stretching.

Chu Xuan flew out of the carriage carrying Mi Qing who stopped talking.

As soon as he ascended into the sky, he found himself surrounded by a dozen warriors of level nine or above.

Among them are two old men with strong energy and blood, and their strength may have reached the eleventh level.

"Pirate Xuan!"

The leader was wearing the royal robes of the King of Chu.

Said coldly.

"Put down the princess, I will leave you alone..."

"Shh!"

The sword light flashed again.

This time due to stronger strength.

The old man barely dodged a centimeter.

But the ending didn't change.

“On the big day, Pindao doesn’t want to do more killing.

Go yourselves. "

The old man whose arm was cut off did not scream like a ninth-level warrior.

Instead, he immediately used Qi and blood to seal the wound.

He looked at Chu Xuan in great horror.

As an eleventh level warrior.

It is also the highest state that human beings can achieve today. (Everyone else was eaten)

The old man never imagined that one day he would be unable to even resist and would have his arm cut off.

Such strength is far beyond the twelfth level.

"Senior, I wonder where our Chu country has offended you?"

His mind was racing. The old man endured the severe pain of his broken arm and hurriedly adjusted his emotions. He asked carefully with sweat on his head.

"Are you deaf too?"

Chu Xuan said helplessly.

It seems that the Chu people's ears are not very useful.

"Pindao is a bandit, and he's here to steal the bride today.

I want to take Mrs. Yazhai back.

Any questions? "