God of Defiance

Creak! Creak! Creak!

On a wide official road in the southwest border area of ​​the Panlong Empire, a red-headed dragon horse listlessly pulled an old black carriage, moving slowly forward, and the two wheels rolled over the ground unhurriedly, making bursts of crisp sounds.

Along with the creaking sound, the old black carriage swayed slightly from side to side.

The driver was a sixty-year-old black-shirted old man with only spiritual vein cultivation. He had a head full of white hair and a wrinkled face full of weathered colors.

However, a glimmer of brilliance flashed from time to time in his two deep eye sockets, showing that he was not an ordinary old man, but a shrewd and capable person!

"Miss, the exit is three miles ahead. There are special border troops checking there. Should we go there now?"

After a few breaths, the black-shirted old man turned his head and asked in a low voice.

Soon, a deep female voice came from the black carriage: "Let's go now!"

"Okay!"

The black-shirted old man heard this and immediately showed a trace of excitement on his face. He whipped the whip fiercely, and the red-headed dragon horse neighed in pain, slightly accelerated a little, and ran towards the front gate.

In the carriage, a young woman with a slightly pale face sat cross-legged, looked down at the young man in white robes lying next to her, unconscious, and sighed helplessly.

The two were none other than Yang Ming'er and Chu Tian who had quietly escaped to the border!

At this moment, it had been ten days since the three great masters came to the door together!

In the past ten days, Yang Ming'er used all her skills and was almost discovered by the Iron Blood Dragon Sect disciples who were secretly searching many times. Finally, she brought Chu Tian to the southwest border of the Panlong Empire without any danger.

As long as they left the frontier, they would truly leave the Panlong Empire.

"It shouldn't be discovered!" After a breath, Yang Ming'er murmured, flipped her palm, took out a gray jade pendant, poured a lot of spiritual essence into it, activated the jade pendant, and then placed it on Chu Tian's chest! Wow! Suddenly, a large amount of gray light poured out from the jade pendant, and enveloped Chu Tian's entire body. After just three breaths, Chu Tian disappeared from the spot! Although Chu Tian disappeared from the carriage, Yang Ming'er did not dare to take it lightly. The jade pendant just now only made Chu Tian disappear from sight, not really disappear. Anyone, as long as they check carefully, can immediately find that there is something wrong. Not long after, the old man drove the carriage to the border and met the soldiers who came forward to check! Unexpectedly, the soldiers who checked other passing vehicles were just ordinary spiritual vein soldiers, but when the black-shirted old man arrived, the person who checked was a long-faced captain with the peak cultivation of the spiritual vortex realm! "Old man Xu, you are leaving the border again. Are you transporting some precious items this time?" The captain with a long face greeted him with a fake smile, obviously familiar with the old man in black shirt who was driving the carriage. The old man in black shirt laughed dryly upon hearing this: "No, no, it's just that a young lady is ill and wants to go outside the border, so she specially asked me to take her there!" While laughing dryly, the old man in black shirt quickly took out a storage bag containing ten high-quality spirit stones and stuffed it into the arms of the captain with a long face. Seeing this, the captain with a long face smiled knowingly. Although he skillfully put away the storage bag, he still walked to the front of the carriage, raised his hand to open the door curtain, and conducted a routine inspection. In an instant, he saw Yang Ming'er leaning against the wall in the carriage with a pale face. He nodded secretly and was about to put down the door curtain! "No!" Suddenly, his face changed and he stopped the action in his hand. At this moment, he sniffed his nose and suddenly smelled not one but two scents in the carriage, and the other scent was most likely from a man.

"Captain, is there something wrong?"

At this moment, several men holding swords and weapons hurried over and asked curiously.

"No, it's very wrong!"

The long-faced captain looked gloomy, staring at Yang Ming'er in the carriage, and spoke in a low voice, with a faint gleam in his eyes.

Just a few days ago, he received a secret order issued by the royal family, and must pay close attention to the young warriors who passed the test, and immediately send a message to the nearest royal disciple if he encountered any suspicious situation.

And in the carriage in front of him, although it seemed that there was only one woman, he could faintly smell the scent of another man, which was obviously a suspicious situation.

At this moment, not only the old man Xu who was driving the carriage, but also Yang Ming'er who was sitting in the carriage, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, almost raised to his throat at once!

To Yang Ming'er, the long-faced captain in front of her could be killed at will, but there was a high possibility that masters from the royal family or the Iron Blood Dragon Cult were hiding nearby.

Once exposed, she would never be able to take Chu Tian away safely!

"Hmph! No, it's very wrong, young man, can you tell me what's wrong?"

Just as the long-faced captain's thoughts turned rapidly and he was about to take out the sound transmission talisman to notify the nearby royal masters, a very old and cold snort suddenly sounded in his mind!

Boom!

The moment this old and cold snort sounded, an indescribable and terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped him, but in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared!

Bang, bang, bang!

Although this terrifying coercion was only short-lived, the long-faced captain was instantly turned pale with fright. He took three steps back uncontrollably and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the long-faced captain was filled with intense fear!

Although the coercion just existed only lasted for half a breath, the level of terror was far beyond that of the disciples of the Royal Death Mystic Realm he had seen before!

"Young man, can you tell me what's wrong?"

At this moment, the old voice from not long ago appeared strangely in the long-faced captain's mind again.

"No...yes, yes, everything is right, nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong..."

In an instant, the long-faced captain was completely frightened. There was no trace of blood on his face, and his words suddenly became incoherent.

At this moment, he finally understood that the man he couldn't see in the carriage was an old monster whose strength was far beyond his imagination!

"Let it go, let it go immediately!"

After a breath, the long-faced captain suppressed the endless panic in his chest, spoke loudly and tremblingly, and waved his palms to indicate release.

Soon, the old man in black shirt with a puzzled look on his face drove his carriage and horse and passed the checkpoint calmly.

In the carriage, Yang Ming'er, who was sitting cross-legged, also frowned, with a puzzled look on his face. He obviously couldn't figure out why the long-faced captain was suddenly so scared!

"Haha, kid, I will try my best to keep you safe while you are in coma!"

At this moment, an old chuckle came faintly from within the Immortal Killing Sword.

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining down, dyeing the wide official road into a light golden color. A black carriage, galloping all the way, went a long way, and gradually disappeared into this golden color.