Thinking of this, Wanyan Aguda ordered his personal eunuch to summon Dugu Jian, the leader of the Wushitang.

After a while, Dugu Jian, dressed in a dark bodysuit, came to the imperial study.

I saw that his body was tall and slender, and his thick sword eyebrows were slightly raised, slightly sharp.

He has a straight nose, a beard on his lips, thick hair, and a thick beard, looking like he is in his twenties.

"Dugu Jian see Your Majesty. ”

"No courtesy. ”

Wanyan Aguda stared at the Dugu Sword in front of him.

Dugu Jian was originally a Xianbei remnant, and now the main ethnic groups in Dajin are the Jurchen, Khitan, and Xianbei ethnic minorities.

And this Dugu Sword swept through the Dajin Martial Arts in just a few years, and also broke into the samurai hall to compete with the samurai recruited by the imperial court.

One person, one sword, defeated all the heroes of Heshuo, and it is said that he has not been defeated since his debut.

In the end, the former commander of the Samurai Hall, Wan Yan Da, had a hard time recruiting him into the Samuraido.

His thoughts turned, and he said in a deep voice: "Dugu Aiqing, the so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days is a while, and now Song Jin is about to go to war, and it is the time for the warriors of the Wushitang to make contributions.

The new emperor of the Song Kingdom is going to go on a personal expedition.

You are recognized as the number one master of Dajin, and I ordered you to lead the master of the Wushitang to infiltrate the Song Kingdom and intercept Zhao Mao Xiao'er on the way.

As soon as this Zhao Mao died, the only one who could inherit the throne was the son of the previous emperor, and the oldest was only the year of the spoon.

When the time comes, the Song Kingdom will be in turmoil, and my Dajin will definitely be able to complete the battle. ”

Those who practice swords would rather bend than bend. Even in the face of the emperor, Dugu Jian was expressionless, and said indifferently: "Follow Your Majesty's will." Then he withdrew, and gathered his men.

On the official road in the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Mao was dressed in armor, insisted on riding a horse, and was guarded by the army in the middle. Hua Kui dressed up as a young general and followed on horseback.

Zhiwen had already gone to Yanmen Pass and was working with Yang Tianyou to defend against the Jin soldiers.

It was getting late, and Zhao Mao saw that the army was less than a day's journey from Yanmen Pass, and he was not ready to go to nearby towns, so he ordered to camp on the spot.

The night sky is deep blue and transparent. The morning star had just risen from the top of the mountain, its white light flickering, and it looked at the world with cold eyes.

The bonfire is gone, the dawn is approaching, and only a moment of darkness has passed. At this moment, it is the most relaxed time for people, let alone in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty.

A black shadow shuttled through the barracks, assassination was not suitable for many people, as long as Dugu Jian, who was in the innate realm, did not take the initiative to expose, ordinary sergeants would not be able to find out at all.

A few miles away, there were dozens of samurai warriors in the bushido, ready to take on Dugu Sword.

In the main tent, Zhao Mao was meditating cross-legged, and Hua Kui was sleeping in his clothes next to him.

Suddenly, Zhao Mao felt a heartbeat, and the great shift of Qiankun was launched in an instant.

A cold light broke through the tent behind him and pierced the air cover of the Great Shift.

A sharp intent tore through the air cover in an instant, and the fatal flaw of the great shift of the universe was the most taboo to break the surface.

At this moment, Hua Kui, who woke up, flashed, and instinctively blocked in front of Zhao Mao.

"Puff"

The crape myrtle soft sword, which was as sharp as clay, pierced through his waist, and stabbed at Zhao Mao behind him without diminishing his residual power.

Zhao Mao was in a hurry, and he deviated slightly, and the soft sword was about to be avoided by him.

Dugu Sword has already reached the realm of sword movement at will, controlling the true qi in the sword body. I saw that the tip of the soft sword was deflected, pointing directly at Zhao Mao's heart.

"Poof"

The blade of the sword sank into his heart, and the tip of the sword stabbed a small hole in his heart, and then withdrew it.

"There are assassins!"

This movement was not big or small, but it also alarmed the surrounding sergeants.

Dugu Jian, who succeeded in his hand, looked indifferent, turned around and blended into the night.

Hua Kui's body went limp, fell to the ground, and then looked at Zhao Mao with a panicked expression.

I saw Zhao Mao covering his heart with his right hand, cold sweat broke out, and his left index finger was standing up in front of his mouth.

"Shh

When Hua Kui saw it, she instantly understood, folded her hands, covered her mouth tightly, and tears flowed down.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be an assassin in the camp just now, I don't know if Your Majesty was frightened. Outside the tent, a group of soldiers knelt on one knee and asked with their fists clenched.

"Nothing. ”

Hearing a neutral voice from the main tent, all the soldiers relieved themselves and went to other places to search for the Assassin's traces.

Zhao Mao's face became more and more pale, his breath became weaker and weaker, and he looked at Hua Kui and said, "After I die, don't publicize it."

You tore off my skin and made it into a human skin mask, guarding the Great Song Dynasty for me.

At least, you have to survive the war, otherwise the army's heart will be shaken, and the Great Song Dynasty will die. ”

After that, the breath was cut off, and the person fell on Hua Sunflower.

At the moment when Zhao Mao died, Zhou Fan, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly woke up.

The spiritual power sensed along the line and knew that Zhao Mao was dead. The cells left in Zhao Mao's body began to spontaneously collect all of his body information, including the true spirit.

The cells that have collected the information are like a bright star, emitting golden light, flying out of its body and floating in the air.

As if discerning the direction, all of a sudden, it turned into a thin streamer and flew out of the hole in the tent cloth that had just been punctured.

Flying at the speed of light, it came to the top of Taihe Mountain in the blink of an eye. The scriptures spontaneously broke through the ground, unfolded the pages, and the golden light shone into the book, disappearing.

The book was closed and fell to the ground.

Hua Kui's pierced waist and bitten palm were bloody, although I don't know what the golden light was just now, but such a miracle must have been done by an immortal, maybe Zhao Mao was saved.

Lying on the ground and prostrating repeatedly, praying to the immortals.

The spiritual power is connected to Hua Sunflower, and after understanding what happened just now.

Zhou Fan had no choice but to sigh, another acquaintance died, and his heart was quite uncomfortable.

In the future, if you have insight into the truth of the world, you should be able to find a way to make people return to yang.

Hua Kui, who got up, trembled his hands, cut off Zhao Mao's face with a sword, and put it aside.

Then take out the mirror you were carrying, take a breath, and peel off your face little by little, little by little.

Even if he clicked on his acupoint, his face was still bleeding.

wiped his tears and put Zhao Mao's face on his face. Then put his face on Zhao Mao's face.

It's just that Hua Sunflower doesn't know how to change her face at all, so it's full of flaws. All this is just to follow Zhao Mao's last wish.

Zhou Fan, who was always paying attention, thought about it and planned to help him. Taihe Mountain is 1,800 miles away from Yanmen Pass, and you can leave the scriptures for 800 kilometers when you are promoted to the Faxiang realm, that is, 1,600 miles.

After calculating the distance, Zhou Fan got up, moved across the air with all his strength and flew in the direction of Hua Sunflower, flying to the maximum distance, and the whole person became heavier and heavier.

had to be forced to land, control the majestic spiritual power, and probe towards the flower sunflower in a linear manner.

Because the spiritual power is condensed into linearity, it can just reach the place where the flower is located.

The spiritual power attaches to the face of the flower sunflower, controlling its facial cells to combine with the human skin, so that it can truly be combined.

By the way, the injury to his lower back was healed.

Then change Hua Sunflower's laryngeal vocal cords, which are almost the same as Zhao Mao's vocal cord structure.

The human skin on Zhao Mao's body was also controlled and combined by Zhou Fan's spiritual power.

After everything was done, Zhou Fan did not respond to Hua Kui, who knelt on the ground to thank him, withdrew his spiritual power, shook his head, and returned to Taihe Mountain.