Seeing the sword energy slashing towards them, Luo Yu and Leng Hua's faces changed slightly, and they immediately drew out their long swords and swung out two sword energies, cutting the sword energy in half in mid-air.
“Swoosh!”
Two streams of air rushed out and hit the attacking sword energy. However, while dissolving the sword energy, a tiny sharp airflow still cut through their carriage, leaving a mark on it.
Watching the thin stream of air passing through the carriage and leaving a trace, Luo Yu and Leng Hua stared at the person in front of them with slightly cold eyes. At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by Feng Jiu.
Xuanyuan Moze's face darkened slightly, and he stared at the front with a sharp look. Although they were separated by the curtain, they still knew that if Luo Yu and Leng Hui had not taken action to resolve the incoming sword energy, then the sword energy would have hit their carriage.
Feng Jiu, who had lifted the curtain, poked her head out and reached out to touch the carriage with a scratch on it. She said, "It's still a little bit worse. If it was custom-made, it wouldn't be scratched so easily."
As she spoke, she looked ahead and saw that there were eight guards in tight clothes besieging four wandering cultivators. The eight guards in tight clothes had reached the level of immortal saints, and the four wandering cultivators were three men and one woman. Two of the men were about twenty-five years old, and the other one looked to be in her forties or fifties, while the woman looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she also had a beautiful face and was very outstanding.
At the side, a man in golden clothes, who was protected by two other middle-aged men, fixed his eyes on the woman, and the greed in his eyes was visible.
As the fight between the two sides gradually approached the carriage, the man in fancy clothes suddenly set his eyes on her. As expected, she saw a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, and he even took a step forward and wanted to come towards her, but was protected by the two middle-aged men.
Seeing this, Fengjiu frowned slightly, lowered the curtain, and was about to let Luo Yu drive away when she felt the carriage shake and heard Luo Yu and Leng Hua's stern shouts from outside.
"Come down!"
The sound of swords clashing spread throughout the carriage, and the shaking caused the tea on the small table in the carriage to spill all over the table. Xuanyuan Moze frowned, gathered spiritual energy in his palm and slapped it upwards.
"Bang!"
"Ah! Ah..."
There was a loud bang, and the people around saw that several people who jumped onto the carriage to fight were shaken to the ground, one by one falling to the ground with blood spurting out of their mouths.
Among them, the fallen cultivator was quickly helped up by the other three and fled quickly. However, the guards lying on the ground were not so lucky. They couldn't even stand up. They felt unbearable pain in their internal organs and spit out blood.
The man in fancy clothes at the side was shocked when he saw it, and even the two middle-aged men who were protecting him changed their expressions slightly. They didn't even bother to chase the fleeing people, but helped each other up and stepped aside. Only two middle-aged men came forward.
"We are really sorry for offending you accidentally. Please forgive us." The two middle-aged men bowed and said to the carriage.
In the carriage, Fengjiu sighed as she looked at the tea that had been shaken all over the table, then stood up and walked out with Xuanyuan Moze. When the two of them appeared in everyone's sight, there were sounds of admiration from all around.