As Lin Jiajun's secret agent, Feng Yuan seemed to have a much more sense of danger than others. Today, he was guarding Liuli City, and his face suddenly changed drastically, and he looked out of the mansion in disbelief.

The last time the old eunuch suddenly appeared, although it was resolved by Xing Lao, it also gave them a little fright.

This time, taking advantage of the approaching midwinter, the army hoarded around Liuli City, and the camp tents set up by tens of thousands of Han soldiers were actually continuous into a sea, and the military flag fluttered on it, majestic like a hill.

The two armies have been in a stalemate for too long, and no one has the ability to change the battle situation, just like the Lin family army and the Northwest Army in Duguxia have been stalemate, and there is enough food in Liuli City, so they don't care much about the siege of the Han army, but they are worried that it is indeed the sudden outbreak of the Han army.

There were no soldiers patrolling the Zhao Mansion, and it was as quiet as the back garden of the princes and nobles in the capital city, and the light in the tent was extremely dim, and a windproof oil lamp hung on the wall of the tent, gently illuminating the chairs covered with precious fur.

Feng Yuan sat in the middle, his brows furrowed. As if sensing something, he opened his eyes and looked somewhere outside the tent, his gaze like electricity.

There was a person standing in the corner at the gate of the Zhao Mansion, as the person who had cultivated the highest level in the Han Imperial Cultivation Group today, he naturally became the best candidate for this mission, His Majesty promised him, if they went back alive, then the vacant seat that was vacant after Chu Huaiyi's death would be sat by him, and he thought it was worth the risk.

Feng Yuan stood up from his seat. Quietly looking at the door. He felt that this person who came today was very unfortunate. Because the old man happened to be in the house today.

Although the middle-aged Han man's cultivation was limited, he did not react extremely keenly to the fluctuations of the essence of heaven and earth, and instantly felt as if he felt as if there was a cold from the deepest part of the earth, breaking through the air and infiltrating the door and invading in front of him.

His complexion changed drastically, he snorted, and struck first! His hands stretched out a handprint between his chest and abdomen, and the short sword came out for no reason, like a plum blossom blooming in the depths of winter, and the essence gushed out!

The air in front of him was suddenly swept up like a storm by the fertilization energy.

The two solid wood doors were suddenly pushed open from the inside out.

Thinking of the enemy's powerful reputation, the middle-aged Han man didn't dare to slack off, his eyebrows were raised like a sword, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his fingers pinched the sword trick to break the blood, and he used up all his cultivation with one hand!

The streamer turned into a blood dragon in a flash, tearing through the air in front of him with a bang, and stabbing at the open door, as if it also stabbed Feng Yuan!

An old man standing in a certain corner frowned and stared at the short sword that roared sadly, looking at the undetectable and unpredictable sword shadow in the air, which was as powerful as a flying dragon, and suddenly his brows showed a very contemptuous and indifferent smile.

The flying sword like a dragon had already stabbed into the air less than three feet in front of Feng Yuan at this time, roaring violently, and it was about to pierce into his eyebrows the next moment, and the situation was extremely dangerous. And the old man saw it in his eyes.

At this moment, the corners of the old man's lips were a little boring, with some contempt, with a little tiredness, and he said a word very casually: "Broken!"

A broken word spit out his lips lightly, the voice was not as old as he looked, but extraordinarily crisp and thick but not very loud, but just when this voice just echoed in the Zhao Mansion, the slow-flowing black clouds above the Zhao Mansion suddenly accelerated the speed of circulation, a gray sky shone to the ground, and the clouds exploded with a thunder!

Rumble!

The thunder didn't know if it came from the clouds, or from between the old man's indifferent lips, it roared, and in all the spaces of the Zhao Mansion camp, a breath that was so powerful that it could not be resisted enveloped the four fields.

The short sword that pierced in front of Feng Yuan's body trembled suddenly, as if it had been hit by an invisible giant hammer, trembling and letting out a cry that was almost mournful, struggling to turn around and want to escape, but the truth was not as simple as he imagined.

There was a faint cracking sound, and the blood-colored flying sword that had been like a moment ago was directly blasted into a piece of charred iron, and it was instantly shattered into dozens of pieces, splashing everywhere, and I don't know where it went.

The blood-colored short sword fragments flying in the camp tent seemed to have been immobilized by a spell, and suddenly they were quietly suspended in the air, without causing the slightest damage to Feng Yuan!

This thunder from the clouds and between the old man's lips did not end there, but continued to rumble through the glass city, and the majestic and unparalleled power surged out again, and those splashed fragments fixed in the air seemed to receive this powerful power, lined up into a longitudinal crack, and flew out along the straight line when it came!

Everywhere they passed, the air receded, the tiles burst, and the wooden doors turned to dust and ruins.

In an instant, that majestic and powerful force came to the very end of the line.

The middle-aged Han man's face was pale and he felt the rushing momentum, knowing that he didn't have time to react at all, his eyes showed a hint of regret, and then he shook his head to himself.

The storm arose, and his clothes were first torn to shreds, then dissipated into the air.

Immediately after that, this cultivator from the Han Imperial Cultivation Regiment, who is currently the highest cultivator, suddenly broke his cervical vertebrae, and the head that was shaking shook directly away from his body, and exploded like a ripe watermelon, leaving only the body of the terrifying blood cavity to fall forward, blood splattering.

The death wind dispersed, the surging spirit, the dense dark clouds, and the roaring thunder disappeared in an instant, leaving only the destroyed gate of the Zhao Mansion, and a bloody corpse proved that this incredible thing that had just happened was true.

The warning sound sounded hurriedly, and the defenders of Liuli City reacted with great efficiency, surrounding the entire Zhao Mansion, and now the Zhao Mansion has almost become the central brain of Liuli City, so naturally there is no room for error.

The front of the Zhao Mansion had been turned into ruins, and the subordinate generals cleaned it up as quickly as possible, and then used cloth tapes to surround it.

"Are they here to send them to death?" Feng Yuan looked at the miserable corpse that fell to the ground, and frowned, since even the old eunuch couldn't defeat Xing Jianqiu, sending such a person from the Imperial Cultivation Regiment who had just touched the threshold of the Zhiwei realm, was it a bit self-defeating.

"It seems so. Zhao Jincheng said with a smile, for some reason, since the arrival of Xing Jianqiu, he felt that he was extremely relieved, and the tenth realm of the martial arts list was not something that ordinary people could match.

Only Xing Jianqiu himself shook his head, he always felt that there seemed to be many abnormalities in this matter, and sending him to death was not such a way to send it.

"If you act more carefully, since they will have such an assassination, it proves that this kind of assassination will not be the only one, be careful, do not get too far away from me, and be within the position I can take care of. Xing Jianqiu said with a frown.

"Well, got it, I'll inform Zimo. "All the leaders of Liuli City have arrived, but Ji Zimo is missing, but everyone didn't think much about it, the military affairs are complicated, and it is natural to be too late to arrive.

"Ahem, cough ......" After saying this, Xing Jianqiu suddenly coughed, and even coughed and bent over.

"Xing Lao...... Are you alright?" "Since the last battle with the old eunuch, although Xing Jianqiu's injuries have improved, they have not healed. Although this battle was not a vicious battle, it was also a big damage to the current Xing Jianqiu.

"No problem. After leaving these two words, the old man stopped paying attention to everything, and disappeared from everyone's sight, but for some reason, Feng Yuan felt that Xing Lao's back seemed to be a little more bent than before.

Since the first time a Han cultivator entered Canghai City to assassinate Feng Yuan, there has been an endless stream of assassinations similar to or identical to this assassination, so many that there will be one every week, but it is not surprising that every time he is directly defeated by Xing Lao, no one can even leave Liuli City, but I don't know why, even so, such an ineffective assassination has been going on without interruption.

It's just that the targets of their assassination have always been Feng Yuan and Zhao Jincheng, and they seem to have ignored another general in Liuli City, Ji Zimo.

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