Chapter 178: God Steals the Sword
A few days ago, inside the Jade Emperor Sect, a silent burst of gunpowder smoke soaked every corner of the Jade Emperor, as if symbolizing the beginning of an unprecedented war.
The majestic and solemn Tibetan Pavilion, the eaves are finely carved, the internal beams and timbers are arranged by the mortise and tenon structure, on the eaves of the two lifelike golden dragon lying pan palace pavilions, every detail of the roof is carved extremely well, the top pillar has a town hall gold bead, even if it is now midnight punctuality, every place on the Tibetan Pavilion is painted red as if burning people's eyes. It must have taken countless hours to build by ancient craftsmen.
Inside, countless treasures of the Jade Emperor Sect are treasured in it, and in the center of its main hall, the ancient sword 'Cold Crack' is sealed in it.
In Your Excellency's Pavilion, the guards are very high, even if it is midnight at this moment, there are many sect disciples who take turns to handle it, and not a single fly can fly in.
roof, most of the tools are completely impermeable.
Under the strong moonlight, at this moment, the black-clothed masked man climbed over the wall, landing without movement, his footwork was light and natural, and he was as skilled as a classical symphony.
As the symphony progressed, stepping on each beat, the black-clothed masked man jumped vertically, jumped vertically in two sections and three verticals, shook an anchor hook from side to side and flew on the eaves, still without sound, following the tightrope pulled out, and slid onto the roof in a smoke, his body was light and natural, and no one noticed.
Then, somewhere in the eaves, with a wave of his right hand, I don't know when there was an extra delicate little dagger in his hand.
It is not a dagger to say that it is a dagger. Gently press a small protrusion on the handle of the dagger, and the shape of the dagger changes, and it extends inside, instantly becoming a small chisel.
This dagger, known as the legendary Heart of Thorns, was made for the Assassins, so sharp that there was no material it could not penetrate.
With the dagger in hand, he dug a small hole in the center of the hall and slid into the beam. Presumably, this place has been studied in detail.
Pacing along the thick and narrow beams, suddenly, stopped in the middle of the beams, and the original light was dim, and the black walker's clothes turned him into a dark messenger, quietly squatting on the beams and waiting for the opportunity.
I don't know why, the guards of the main hall tonight are half as good as before, it turns out to be eight people, and they take turns in groups of four, each with high martial arts, and if it is ranked as a killer, each has an S or SS level.
At this point, two shift changers came in.
"Oh, this Hidden Pavilion, it's so heavily guarded, how can it be on fire?" said one of the shift changers in a tired voice, beckoning the other two guards to go outside to rest. Full of sleepiness.
Waiting for the guards to leave, rest for a long time, and reduce the level of vigilance, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can the black-clothed masked man let go of such an opportunity.
The shift change only heard a small muffled sound, and a black pinball fell from the roof, and a cloud of mist quickly emerged from the center of the hall, covering every corner of the center of the hall. Then, I saw a black shadow slip directly from the beam, intending to take the sword directly.
Seeing that, the staff of the main hall were not vegetarians, and the two of them lifted their swords and stabbed into the mist, as if there were ten thousand swords dancing in the mist.
"Hmph, dare to steal the Jade Emperor's sword with this little trick?", one of the guards scoffed, feeling like he had stabbed the thief.
Anyway, grab it hard, and prepare to kill with one blow. However, the second sword is not the kind of feeling that actually stabs the real thing, and it is a little ethereal. If you look closely, it turns out to be a black dress! Fear slowly welled up in the hearts of the two of them.
"It's not good, it's a trick, be careful that there is an ambush!", the guard's relaxed expression gradually turned into panic.
As soon as the words fell, I saw a black shadow descending from the sky, holding a dagger in each hand, floating down very quickly like a demon.
The guards quickly scattered to the left and right, sharp daggers outlining two lines of artistic blood on their faces.
However, he was not killed by one blow, and was sandwiched by two people, and the next second he was slashed to pieces by the guards wielding an iron sword.
"Haha! This thief is good, but his knife skills are really not good!" said one of the guards, laughing into the air.
The other guard was very cautious, gently picking at the so-called corpse with his sword, and the fear on his face gradually spread, "No, it's ingenuity! Be careful", the guard shouted loudly.
The panic on the guards' faces gradually turned to despair.
I saw that the black-clothed masked man had jumped behind the two of them, and the two knives were directly knocked unconscious.
The noise alarmed the guards on the periphery, and when the others arrived, the thieves, the black, the Karakuri, and the sword were gone, and only the two unconscious people remained, slumped on the ground.
The morning pavilion has been much eclipsed, as if it has lost the solemnity of yesterday.
When Ye Tianqi heard such bad news, he panicked, and called the public to hold a meeting in the hall early in the morning.
The Sword Town Sect has been in charge for many years, but now that he is the head of the sect, he has lost the sword, so that he has the face to meet the children of the Jade Emperor, and in the future, what face will he have to negotiate with other sects.
"Yesterday's thief, named Chu Feiyun, is known as the number one thief in the world, he is said to be a thief and an assassin", Zhong Zi also expressed his shock at yesterday's incident, calmed down and said calmly, "His modus operandi is high-end, and he is known for being good at manipulating his cunning in the dark, and he has never missed a case for so many years."
"What should I do now?" said the disciple.
"Yes, he was targeted!" the other disciple continued.
There are different opinions, and in the hall, no one is not afraid, no one is not afraid.
Seeing this, Ye Tian shouted indignantly for the dignity of the party sect: "Yesterday's shame has to be avenged! Jade Emperor Sword, as descendants, we must take it back!"
"Chu Feiyun, I want this name to disappear from this world forever!", Ye Tian's face was red with anger when he spoke, and his heart was about to jump out to eat people.
All the disciples knelt down one after another, swore an oath with their swords, and resounded in unison: "My Jade Emperor disciple will definitely take back the Jade Emperor's sword, and I will be ashamed!"
At the end of the meeting, Ye Tian and Zhong Zi were discussing the next step, as if they were planning some ulterior secrets.