บท 1127: Time to Fight to the Death

The ear-piercing collision sound instantly woke everyone up!

They quickly looked over.

They saw that Xie Pinggang and Zhou Weizong had already started fighting with the black-clothed people. Behind Zhao Xuanjing was Xie Qiao's carriage. He held his sword in his left hand, and his graceful figure was like a ghoul in the dark night, he could easily dodge the black-clothed man's attack!

Xie Qiao immediately took out her small crossbow from the bamboo basket and carried a dagger in her pocket, just in case.

Zhao Xuanjing's expression was cold, and his attacks were extremely fierce.

From the moment he arrived at this place, he vaguely sensed that there was something wrong with his surroundings.