With the night raid done for the time being, the dynasty can finally begin to carry out the next plan to steal the country. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And the first thing he had to do was to contact the minister, but instead of making a semi-trap like he did with night raids, directly capturing all the invading people and forcibly seizing their freedom, he went directly to the door and treated the other party with a stronger attitude.

After all, the opponent is a minister, and if he doesn't stop him once, the other party may not listen to him.

Therefore, late that night, the dynasty sneaked into the minister's mansion with the strongest force under his command, Tamamomae, and went straight to the minister's mansion......

"Hehehe, it's been so long, I didn't expect that there would be people who dared to take on assassination tasks related to ministers, I really don't know whether to say that you are ignorant or ignorant."

Then, in the next moment, a playful voice echoed in the night sky.

Wang Dynasty and Tamamo did not move, and turned to look at the person who spoke—a slender man with his upper body exposed, wearing only a pair of cloth pants on his body, and a pair of sued arms on his arms. There are huge horizontal stripes on the forehead that resemble stitching marks, and the face is painted with strange patterns, combined with the sparse decoration on the head and the braid tied into a ponytail, which looks like an Indian.

Except that his skin is not jujube brown.

"Are there four Rakshasa ghosts...... What about the others? Call them out too. Wang Chao glanced at the other party up and down, judged the identity of the other party, and spoke.

The Four Rakshasas are the names of a pair, and they are the comprehensive titles of the four disciples with the highest strength in the empire, in addition to the abbot and the master, in the royal worship center and the Imperial Fist Temple. It is the top of the empire's military force except for the emperor's envoys. The strength is very strong, and in addition to the terrifying physical skills that are superb and extraordinary, and even the hard and powerful emperor does not fall into the wind, he also uses secret techniques that can control the body at will. So each one is really like a legendary ghost, terrifying and scary.

It is the ultimate force used by the royal family to deter the subordinates and the emperor's envoys.

It's just that that's all in the past now. Since the new emperor succeeded to the throne, with the gradual decline of the country's 'political' power, the power of the Huangquan Temple has gradually been in the hands of the minister, becoming one of his minions and strengths, which is why so many assassination attempts in the past have ended in failure.

Without him, the four Rakshasas were too strong for ordinary assassins to resist.

"Now that you know that we dare to be so arrogant, it seems that you are very confident in your own skills. In that case, let me weigh your level. The Rakshasa Four Ghost Thorns said with a smile. And after finishing speaking, he moved instantly, appearing in the back of the dynasty as if he was teleporting, and the five fingers of his right palm were put together, slashing towards the neck of the dynasty like a knife.

As far as the speed of this instant burst is concerned, to live up to its name, it is indeed beyond the ability of ordinary martial artists to deal with it, breaking the speed of sound a few times.

But it's a pity that the opponent he met was the dynasty, a guy who didn't master the imperial tool, but also practiced kung fu to the point of transcendence, and the induction was a guy who broke through the sky, and the palm of his hand came first, as if he was usually holding something, and easily grabbed the thorny hand knife into his hand, and the dark energy spit slightly, as if the power of the electric thorn spread along the thorn's arm.

The dynasty has not forgotten the housekeeping skills of the four Rakshasa ghosts - body control. A strange ability to play with your body like a soft noodle and change at will. If you don't pay attention, it's easy to capsize in the gutter.

Immediately, Thorn snorted, and the original rhythm was destroyed by the dynasty. Then the dynasty was unforgiving, and his arm slammed into the ground in front of him, like a wheel cloth bag.

"Boom!"

The dust was flying, and the thorns were slightly hidden in the middle.

But it did not affect the dynasty's vision, a shock under his feet, the thorn rebounded from the ground into the air, shook his arm and twisted his waist, and a long-lost dragon-shaped qigong forging needle skill came out of his hand, and hit the thorn's body directly.

"Boom!"

The energy exploded, and the thorn was knocked out from a distance, until it flew out for more than ten meters, and then fell down like garbage.

"Bang."

"Eh, that's really bad, thorn, beaten into a pig's head." At the same time, on one side of the battlefield, another joking voice rang out in the night sky.

It is the head of a horse among the four ghosts of Rakshasas. The figure is petite and cute, like Luo Li, wearing a loose martial arts uniform, and the upper body part is loose and straddles, falling straight between the arms, completely exposing the ancient skin.

Fortunately, I also knew some shame, so I didn't completely ignore the point, and used a small triangular white bikini with a piece of cloth only the size of a palm on my chest, covering a pair of flat and almost undeveloped 'breasts', isolating the sight of others.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Thorn screamed, clutching his chest and getting up from the ground.

It's just that the expression on his face is somewhat ugly, not to mention, there is still blood at the corner of his mouth, and he looks like he has suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Of course, this is also true. If it weren't even for the fact that his body was weird enough, he had undergone a lot of anti-hitting training in his previous training, and now it would not only be as simple as being injured and uncomfortable, but maybe he would just hang up.

"Hmph, I don't know who was clamoring to solve the problem by himself before, but he was beaten into a pig's head." Ma Tou sneered and unceremoniously dismantled the stage.

"Bastard! Do you want to die!? Thorn said angrily.

"I said two, if you want to quarrel, you can find a place to quarrel when you go back. But now, will you get out of the way? There's something I'd like to talk to the Minister about yet, but I'm not going to waste too much time with you. Seeing that the two of them had the intention of ignoring their own existence, Wang Chao couldn't help but interject and interrupted.

"Talk? Isn't it an assassination? Ma Tou said in amazement.

"For the time being, that guy will be of some use to me, so I'm not going to kill him until the goal is achieved." Wang Chao smiled at the horse's head and replied.

"Is that so?" Ma Tou wondered.

"Fool, how can you believe the words of the enemy!" Thorn said loudly in desperation and anger.

"Seems to be the same." The horse's head tilted again, still agreeing.

I'm really an idiot. It was quite in line with the description of her in the information, and it couldn't help but make the dynasty's senses of her better.

As for the other, Thorn this guy, the dynasty is ready to teach him a lesson.

Thinking of this, Wang Chao didn't talk nonsense, directly turned on the electric flint, and suddenly appeared in front of Thorn in a state of extreme sound speed, first punched him in the abdomen, and then slapped him with a backhand, instantly knocking him unconscious.

The four ghosts of the Rakshasa are basically still useful, and it is better not to kill them or not.

"Okay, now it's time to get cleaner." Wang Chao clapped his hands, glanced at the thorns under his feet as if he had done a trivial thing, and said.

Ma Tou was stunned, and was a little speechless for a while.

"Can you take us to the minister now?" Dynasty asked.

"No, no. I'd love to believe you, but it's my duty, so please stay here. Ma Tou struggled for a moment, and then looked firmly at the front of the dynasty and Yuzao.

Then without saying anything, he kicked the ground violently and rushed towards the dynasty.

Straight punch face. Wang Chao raised his palm to resist, the horse's head changed his feet, and he kicked at the king's chin with a kick in the sky, Wang Chao raised his head and took the opponent's ankle, but the next moment, the opponent's toenails were violently lengthened, like a sharp blade stabbing straight at him.

It is the secret method of the Huangquan Temple, the body control statement, a secret technique that is suspected to be able to manipulate the growth and change of body elements.

Knowing this, Wang Chao reached out and raised his knee, and slammed the top of his knee into the horse's chest. The horse's head twisted his body, like the secret method in the secret art of Indian yoga, and his body dodged the attack like a snake, but he didn't want the dynasty to change his moves faster, and then he kicked out with his legs, and his toes were strong, and a blow hit the horse's body, kicking her away.

"Bang!"

The horse's head rolled and hit the wall not far away. Then his face changed slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

It can be seen how terrifying the strength of the dynasty is.

Then the dynasty saw the opportunity to attack, moved to the front of the horse's head in a retraction, let the horse's head counterattack, spread his palms, and the tota hand was extremely fast and supported on the horse's jaw, followed by a flip, patted down the chest, and then mentioned, a style of double wind pierced the ears and then fell on the horse's head, and after a moment of only hearing a muffled bang, the horse's head rolled his eyes and fainted.

After less than half a minute of fighting, the horse's head also stepped into the footsteps of thorns.

Then the dynasty ignored the two ghosts and entered the minister's room with Tamamo, who was beating soy sauce.

"Crunch~"

Suddenly, a large and spacious bedroom was presented into the eyes of the dynasty. In the middle was a large velvet-backed bed large enough for five or six people to sleep side by side, and on the bed lay two naked girls, an obese man in his fifties sitting on the edge of the bed, with a jewel on his forehead, and a calm face under the protection of the other two rakshasa ghosts in front of the intruding dynasty and tamamo.

In terms of courage, the minister is indeed far beyond the ordinary nobles, and has the courage to face life and death. Or did he never expect that someone would be able to defeat the four Rakshasa ghosts and kill him in front of him? Or do you have other hole cards?

But no matter which one it is, it leaves the dynasty with the trouble of looking for it again and again, so for this point, the dynasty has to thank him a little.

"Huh? Lost? I didn't expect that there were two masters who came this time. The minister frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "Where are you from?" As long as you are willing to let me go, I can give you glory and wealth, gold and silver treasures, and even high-ranking officials and fragrant car beauties, as long as you are willing! ”

The minister played Zhao'an's play with confidence.

It's no wonder that he is so, anyone who has mastered a thousand-year-old empire can have the confidence to say this, the difference is only whether it is successful or not, or whether he has the courage to face the assassin without changing his face.

And there is no doubt that the latter is not lacking in ministers.

Correspondingly, Wang Chao smiled slightly and said lightly, "Don't worry, we are not ready to kill you." (To be continued.) )