When Chu Mo's first punch landed on the carriage, the driver instantly jumped out of the carriage and fell to the side.
Then, he looked at the carriage that seemed to have been locked in a Tyrannosaurus with a horrified expression. He didn't expect that Chu Mo would see through it so quickly.
What filled his heart with even more fear was the power that came from Chu Mo's fist!
He knew very well how sturdy this carriage was. It wasn't an ordinary carriage made of steel.
Inside, there was top-grade steel that had been tempered a hundred times with some meteoric iron. It was a carriage that the Ministry of Works of Da Xia had requested from the sect to forge!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a cage for the strong!
Not to mention the Yuan Gate Martial Artist with the Dragon and Elephant Force, even the Iron Bone Realm and Iron Blood Realm experts who had entered the Bone Refining Stage wouldn't be able to break it!
Only the strong experts who had reached the Metal Stone Realm could possibly break it. He himself was an Yuan Gate Martial Artist. When he saw this carriage, he had tried to break it. If he punched it with all his strength, there would only be one result: broken bones and torn tendons!
And Chu Mo … was at most … an Yuan Gate Martial Artist. How could his punch … have such power? Although it couldn't break the carriage cage, the power of this punch was far beyond that of a martial artist of the same level. It made this Yuan Gate Martial Artist's heart tremble.
This person was in his thirties, and he could be said to be a genius in Da Xia to reach this realm. But at this moment, his face was pale, and he was at a loss.
Because the ambush … was outside the city!
And here, there was at least 20 to 30 miles to the outside of the city!
It was impossible for the experts lying in ambush outside the city to know that this kind of problem had occurred in the carriage halfway.
"What should we do now?" This Yuan Gate Martial Artist's face was pale as he looked at the carriage that had quietened down. He was extremely anxious.
"Let me out!" Chu Mo's roar came from inside the carriage.
This roar made the Yuan Gate Martial Artist feel a little more at ease. He thought to himself, "Fortunately … although this young man is very scary, he is still trapped inside!"
"I should ask for help!" A thought flashed through the Yuan Gate martialist's mind. Then, his expression slowly calmed down. He took out a whistling arrow and shot it out of the city.
Whoosh!
The whistling arrow flew high into the sky and then let out a mournful, ear-piercing sound in the air.
This street was already very remote, and it was a small path leading out of the city. However, because it was the end of the year, there were still many people on the street. As the carriage flipped over, the people scattered in all directions, all looking over in fear.
"I have to wait here. Otherwise, once he shouts something and is heard by others, it will definitely cause an uproar!" Coldly, he looked at the people in the distance and coldly said, "An official is handling a case. Those who have nothing to do, leave immediately. Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and punched the road beside him.
Rumble!
The bluestone pavement was instantly blasted into a huge pit. The stone slabs were smashed into pieces, and gravel flew in all directions.
The onlookers immediately let out cries of surprise and scattered in all directions. They did not dare to stay and watch the show.
At this time, the sky had already started to darken. On the originally remote road, there was almost no one else.
"Fortunately … at least there was no big trouble." The Yuan Gate martialist let out a long sigh of relief.
"Is that so?" A voice sounded from behind him. The voice was extremely cold, and it was filled with anger.
"Ah!" The Yuan Gate martialist let out a short cry of surprise. Then … a cold knife was placed on his neck. "You … how did you get out? Even the Iron Blood realm of the Thousand Slaughter couldn't get out … you, you, you … how did you get out? "
This was because he could tell that this cold voice belonged to Chu Mo, who was trapped in the carriage!
"Who sent you?" Chu Mo's eyes were burning with anger. He was indeed completely enraged.
This person had a genuine imperial guard's waist tag, and he drove this indestructible carriage … just to find him. No one would believe that there was no big shot supporting him.
"Young Master Chu … Chu … Childe Chu … this is a misunderstanding!" The Yuan Gate martialist swallowed his saliva. His face was deathly pale. He trembled as he replied, "It really is a misunderstanding … this carriage … is to protect your safety …"
"I'll ask you one last time. Who sent you?" Chu Mo asked Coldly, word by word.
"It's … it's from the palace …" The Yuan Gate martialist could clearly feel the coldness and sharpness of the knife on his neck. His heart was completely in his throat. He trembled as he replied, "You really misunderstood!"
"You don't want to say? What's the use of keeping you alive? Die! " Chu Mo slightly exerted force on his wrist. The power of the dragon elephant, the sharpness that could cut through iron like mud, allowed Shi Tian to easily cut into the neck of the Yuan Gate martialist.
Bright red blood … blood instantly flowed out!
"Ah … don't kill me … don't kill me!" The Yuan Gate martialist felt a sharp pain on his neck. He was immediately scared out of his wits. He loudly said, "I'll say … I'll say everything. It was Zhao Yi who sent me!"
Chu Mo's hand slightly paused. He angrily said, "You still dare to lie to me? I have no enmity with him. Why would he harm me? "
"It's really him. I'm only following orders … Young Master Chu … Master Childe Chu … it's really him who sent me!" The Yuan Gate martialist was almost scared out of his wits. Because he felt that the cold blade had penetrated a little deeper into his neck. As an Yuan Gate martialist, he was very clear that if the blade went a little deeper … the biggest blood vessel on his neck … would directly break! At that time, even the Heavenly King wouldn't be able to save him.
"The Zhao Yi you're talking about, is it the Assistant Minister of Works, Zhao Yi?" Chu Mo asked in a cold tone.
"It's him … it's him …" The Yuan Gate martialist almost pointed to the sky and swore.
"Hehe, good, very good, the Assistant Minister of Works, Zhao Yi …" Chu Mo sneered a few times. Then, with an incredible speed, he used the back of Shitian's blade to fiercely knock the Yuan Gate martialist's head, instantly knocking him out.
Then, he picked up the martialist and sped towards the direction of the imperial palace.
Not long after Chu Mo left, two silhouettes, in the darkness of the night, rushed over from outside the city like lightning. Seeing the overturned carriage on the small road, they were immediately shocked.
The two first carefully approached the carriage, then frowned and listened for a long time. Finally, they confirmed that there should be no one in the carriage.
Then, one of the two, used his hand to grab the roof of the carriage that had fallen to the ground, and with a slight force, he lifted it up.
Clang!
On the bluestone road, there was a loud bang. The carriage that weighed several thousand pounds was lifted up. Then, the two looked at the side that was originally sticking to the ground, and could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
On the carriage that was made of high-quality refined steel with meteoric iron, there was actually a big square hole!
It was neat and tidy, as if it was a car window!
But they all knew that this carriage … did not have a car window!
Then, looking at the ground, there was also a big hole that could accommodate a person.
The two looked at each other, their faces incomparably ugly. One of them said, "In the hands of that little thing … there must be a divine weapon!"
The other person said, "It is definitely a divine weapon! Otherwise … it would be impossible to destroy this carriage. "
"Damn it … let that little bastard run away, how can he be so cunning?" The person who spoke first was a middle-aged man in his forties. His face was very ordinary, the kind that would be instantly unrecognizable if thrown into a crowd of people. At this moment, his face was cold and angry.
The other, was also a middle-aged man, thin and short, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be shining. Hearing what was said, he sneered and said, "I said to intercept and kill him halfway, but you refused, and insisted on bringing him out of the city! What should we do now? "
The ordinary-looking man thought for a moment and said, "This matter has nothing to do with us. Just go back and listen to the orders. We definitely won't be able to kill him today. Didn't you see that even the idiot driving the carriage has disappeared? "
The thin and short man said, "Damn it, I wanted to finish this job and go home to have a reunion dinner!"
"Stop complaining, let's go." The two figures came and left quickly, and soon disappeared into the night.
All that was left was a carriage with a big hole in it, standing there alone.
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