Whew-

Whew-

In the Taiji Palace, there was only the slight cry of the cold wind sweeping through the palace. Compared with the gathering of the Praetorian Guards in the outer city, the verandah and royal road of the Taiji Palace are empty, and there is no half of a person in sight.

After Xu Buling sneaked into Changle Palace, he did not take it lightly, but pulled his caution to the top. According to his understanding, there are at least more than 100 masters around the Son of Heaven, and although he is in the corner of the Taiji Palace, there are still 3,000 steps away from the imperial study, it is impossible that there is no one. Now that he sees no living people, it can only be said that the guards here are hidden in the shadows, and it is difficult for him to find out.

Walking from Changle Palace, it took more than half an hour to step by step, but at this time, I couldn't find the guards in the shadows, but I was restrained and didn't dare to move rashly.

Stomp –

Time passed little by little, and Xu Buling waited for a long time in the shadows, until the little eunuch who added the lamp at night, walked through the verandah with a candle and checked the lanterns one by one.

The sound of crisp footsteps came far away, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the people around them.

Xu Buling's eyes were like nighthawks, and he finally found a dark shadow under the eaves of a building, and he should have turned his head to check the situation.

After knowing the location of the dark whistle, Xu Buling secretly planned the route, stuck in the blind spot of the dark pile's vision, and marched towards the imperial study in the depths of the Taiji Palace.

It's a pity that Xu Buling still underestimated the tightness of the guards around the Son of Heaven.

Since ancient times, no one has ever been able to approach the Son of Heaven a thousand steps, Xu Buling thought he could get closer, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took ten steps, the rustle of the night cat running came from far and near.

The voice was slight, but it could be described as harsh in the quiet night, and it was obvious that someone was coming towards him.

Xu Buling's face changed suddenly, he was found as soon as he stepped into the Taiji Palace, he had a hundred lives and could not walk to the emperor, and when the road ahead was broken, he immediately broke down and ran.

"The thief is gone!"

With a somewhat sharp scolding sound from above, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe jumped out of the cornice, and the whole person fell like a blank crane, and the long sword in his hand was already out of the sheath.

The little eunuch who added the lamp was shocked, and a bundle of red candles in his hand fell to the ground, making a muffled sound and falling into pieces.

Between the surrounding buildings, two black shadows were alarmed, and at the same time they flew up and rushed towards this side. The rest of the secret sentinels are on standby to prevent the tiger from leaving the mountain.

Xu Buling had already been discovered, and there was no need to hide his whereabouts anymore, so he ran towards the palace wall like the wind, holding two pitch-black daggers upside down in his hands. Raising his eyes to look at the Taoist priest falling from the sky, his brows couldn't help frowning.

Although I have never seen this Taoist priest, this 'white crane wings' is definitely not something that an ordinary bull's nose can use. Since Dayue settled in Chang'an, there have been countless families who have taken refuge, and there are no longer a few vassal forces on the rivers and lakes.

Taoism has a very high status since the previous dynasty, Wudang, Longhushan and other famous families have made a lot of efforts in the Song Dynasty when they pacified the world, after the great Yue set the capital of Chang'an, they have a harmonious relationship with each other, and they will also send high-ranking people to garrison the imperial city as the personal guard of the Son of Heaven every year.

The Taoist priest in front of him is obviously dressed from Wudang, there are now six uncles in Wudang Mountain, and according to the order, it should be Chen Daoping, the third in the capital this year.

According to rumors on the rivers and lakes, Chen Daoping's martial arts on Wudang Mountain are second only to Wudang Killing God Chen Daozi, although his fame is not as great as Chen Daozi, but his martial arts are also among the best compared to Zhang Xiang.

With Chen Daoping's appearance, the dark shadows on the left and right also showed their figures. On the left is a strong man holding a nine-ring knife, and the family of Qianrenmen who uses a nine-ring knife on the rivers and lakes, the owner of the door, Situ Yueyan, is the first person in Tiannan martial arts, and this is afraid that it is Situ Yueming's younger brother Situ Yueming.

On the right is a woman, forty years old and upward, using a nine-section whip. Although Xu Buling has never seen his face, the reputation of 'Jiujie Niangniang' is like thunder, one of the concubines of the first emperor, who beat his father Xu You in Chang'an back then.

Just glanced at it, Xu Buling was secretly shocked in his heart.

Knowing that the Son of Heaven was heavily guarded, he never thought that he would be able to bump into three masters who were quite famous in the rivers and lakes if he was more than two miles away from the imperial study.

Xu Buling is sure to let go of one person alone, but in the case of poisoning, there is no chance of winning at all. If he was dragged and waited for other masters to come, he didn't need Jia's father-in-law to show up, and this group of eagles and dogs could gnaw him to the bone.

"Ahh

Qianjun tied up with a shot, and there was no time to think about it at all.

Xu Buling snorted, the close-fitting black clothes on his wrists and calves were suddenly torn, and the whole person jumped up like an eagle striking the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Chen Daoping, who was falling.

"Beware!"

Several shouts rang out from all over Miyagi, apparently watching the movement here.

Chen Daoping, who was hunting in the robe, was holding a snow-bladed long sword, a trace of astonishment obviously flashed in his eyes, and he had already noticed that something was wrong when Xu Buling exerted his strength, and in an instant, he turned the offensive into a defensive position, and a sword slashed horizontally to retreat the enemy, and his left hand was directly buckled by the beam under the eaves.

Ding Ding Ding –

A few crisp sounds, sparks splashing everywhere.

However, in an instant, Xu Buling moved the two daggers in his hand like the wind, and the three knives flicked off the blades, and then stabbed straight at Chen Daoping's throat and heart.

Both of them were in the air, and the speed of this time was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if Chen Daoping's five fingers pierced into the beam, it was a little too late to pull his body back with all his strength.

Xu Buling wanted to kill one person first, but unfortunately the two secret guards on the left and right were by no means mediocre.

The woman in the palace costume was like a ghost, and she threw out the nine-section whip in her hand and wrapped it directly around Xu Buling's ankle, and then pulled it down with a scolding sound, and smashed Xu Buling to the ground.

Chen Daoping took the opportunity to get out of danger, turned around and stepped on the crossbar and bent his knees and flicked violently, and fell down with the falling Xu Buling, with the sword in his hand reaching Xu Buling's throat.

The tide turned in the blink of an eye.

Under the vast night, in the majestic palace city.

The three masters blocked almost all the retreats with the momentum of killing. The sword light and sword shadow seemed to dim the moonlight in the sky a little.

At the top of Taiji Palace, Gonggong Jia leaned over his body, looked at the four small points in the extreme distance to meet the enemy, and nodded slightly:

"Lao Yi, this guest, it's a bit interesting, holding a dagger, but using the technique of stabbing eyebrows, I'm afraid it's a certain avenging junior in Shudi, it's a pity to die here."

Next to Father-in-law Jia, a man who was covered with black cloth from head to toe and only showed a pair of eyes, with three straight knives across his waist, and said indifferently with his arms in his arms:

"After so many years, I can't get rid of the problem of cherishing talents. There are countless talented people in the world, and in the end, those who can survive to the end can be called handsome talents, and those who die halfway are no different from waste materials......"

While speaking, Dead Shiyi's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of surprise.

I saw that the assassin in the distance, who was in a mortal situation, was surrounded by swords, and forcibly retracted his legs, and with the force of the pull down of the nine-section whip on his legs, he rushed to the ground, ignoring the blade that was close at hand, and kicked the nine-section Niangniang's head with one leg.

Jiujie Niangniang tried her best to pull down, and she wanted to throw the vacated assassin to the ground, but now it turned into pulling the assassin in front of her.

Under the joint efforts of the two, the assassin's speed was so fast that only the afterimage remained, and by the time Jiujie Niangniang noticed that something was wrong, a whip leg had already come to the head.

"The dragon swings its tail! Good courage ......"

Jia's father-in-law saw a few points before he made a move, one of the killing moves of the bullet leg door was a dragon swinging his tail, and it was really easy to kick off his head, and Jiujie Niangniang was caught off guard, and it was impossible to block it.

And Situ Yueming's nine-ring knife has reached the assassin's waist, and even if the assassin kicks the Jiujie Niangniang to death, he will inevitably be killed by the combined force of the sword.

It seemed to be a desperate counterattack of one life for another, but Jia Gonggong saw some intentions. Jiujie Niangniang is the concubine of the first emperor, the aunt of the current saint, and the assassin is sure that the two people present will not dare to let Jiujie Niangniang die.

Sure enough, as soon as the assassin kicked out, Situ Yueming, who was close at hand, changed his face slightly, and when the knife could not stop the assassin from killing, he turned to a lean on the mountain without hesitation, and crashed into the assassin's cross-blocking arms.

The Assassin flew out of the way, spun in a circle in the air and landed steadily, leaping onto the palace wall like a stream, and disappearing to the top of the palace wall in the blink of an eye.

It was only at this time that Chen Daoping's sword landed in the air, and he exclaimed:

"What a quick move!"

"Chase!"

Jiujie Niangniang's face turned pale, with a little annoyance, and she rushed out first, and the nine-section whip hooked the cornice, and jumped on the palace wall more than three feet high after two moves.

Situ Yueming held the Nine Ring Knife, with a bit of caution in his eyes: "The speed of breaking the move is rare in the world, and knowing the foundation of our group, it is difficult for the three of us to catch it." ”

Chen Daoping knew how the other party broke the three of them, if he didn't know the identity of the concubine of Jiujie Niangniang, it would be impossible to use the move of exchanging life for life.

"It may be a person sent by a vassal king or an enemy country, and it must be captured."

After the words fell, Chen Daoping looked at the hall of Taiji Palace in the distance.

Gonggong Jia lifted the big red-sleeved robe, and in an instant, more than ten black shadows jumped out from all over the palace and chased towards Changle Palace at an astonishing speed......