Chapter 3939
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The horsemen narrowed their eyes when they saw this scene. They did not expect the people in this run-down temple to be so strong.
The person sitting in the luxurious carriage was silent for a while. Then a cold word came out from his mouth.
"Kill!"
After the horsemen were killed by Hui Lang, the other party did not retreat but instead stared at them. Du Fan and the others were already on guard. Therefore, when they heard the cold and murderous voice, they quickly spread out and guarded the four corners of the run-down temple, not letting the battle outside affect their master.
Dozens of sword shadows attacked from outside. The people in the run-down temple could clearly feel the strong murderous aura.
Hearing the sounds of battle outside, the woman who was curled up in the corner carefully looked outside. When she saw the guards outside, her pupils constricted and she shrank further into the corner. Her face, which was already pale, became even paler after seeing those people.
"Do you know who they are?" Fengjiu's voice slowly came out, looking at the woman in the corner.
Hearing this voice, the woman looked at Fengjiu and said in a trembling voice, "They, they are the Black Guards of the Demon King. They, they have killed countless people and are very strong. It is said, it is said that those who have seen them are all dead …"
Fengjiu raised his eyebrows and looked at the monk who was chanting with his hands clasped together. He asked, "Master, have you heard of them?"
"Amitabha. Everyone in this area knows of the Asura King's great name. It's just that this poor monk has never met you before," he said slowly and looked outside.
The windshield door had been kicked down. Sitting in his position, he could see the battle outside and the luxurious black carriage in the wind and rain.
However, in addition to these, he also saw a strong and cold aura around the carriage, as well as countless grievances and the smell of blood.
He sighed softly and murmured Buddhist words. Then, he lowered his eyes and silently chanted Buddhist scriptures.
Under the watchful eyes of so many people, she could not send the two children into the space. Therefore, she handed the children to Xuanyuan Moze and said, "Take care of the children. I will go take a look."
"Yes."
Xuanyuan Moze responded and placed the two children beside him. He used his own aura to protect them so that they would not be affected by the murderous aura and powerful pressure outside.
Fengjiu walked to the entrance of the temple and watched. The eight captains of the Phoenix Guard, Du Fan, Hui Lang, and the others had all joined the battle. Leng Hua, Bai Qingcheng, and Leng Shuang, Qin Xin, and the others were guarding the entrance of the temple. In the dark, Ying Yi was keeping watch.
The saber lights and sword shadows flashed in the wind and rain. A horrifying murderous aura tore through the rain. The smell of blood, together with the aura of death, permeated the air and was washed away by the rain.
The luxurious black carriage was still parked there, neither advancing nor retreating. The surrounding Sword Qi was unable to harm him at all.
Was the Asura King the one sitting inside?
She observed these cavalry guards. They were not as strong as Qi Kang and the others, but they were well-trained. Perhaps they knew that they were no match for Qi Kang and the others in a one-on-one battle, so they set up a killing formation. They attacked together and retreated together. Their cooperation was flawless. Qi Kang and the others could not do anything to them.
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