Speaking of this, Li Xiongfeng's eyes immediately widened, and a trace of panic crossed his eyes, but he quickly hid it, and said with a smile: "Yes, it is a corrupt official, not the emperor, haha!" ”

On the other hand, Lin Hai felt that something was more and more wrong.

Then, Lin Hai ran to Li Xiongfeng's ear and whispered a word.

Li Xiongfeng's face suddenly changed.

Because what Lin Hai said was: "Lord Pavilion, you have to be careful, this kid may be the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, I have heard his voice, he is very familiar, and his kung fu is very strong!" ”

Li Xiongfeng immediately panicked.

The Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, why did he also come to the Gathering Spirit Pavilion?

What the hell is going on?

No, Li Shimin must die today, otherwise he will not be able to complete the task given to him by His Royal Highness the Prince, and if he offends the emperor, he will die sooner or later.

Then, Li Chengfeng directly took out a long sword from his arms and said with a smile: "If others dare not kill, I will kill." ”

After speaking, Li Chengfeng took the long sword and slowly walked to the edge of the sack, and then opened the mouth of the sack with a sword, revealing the face of a man with a haggard face.

Li Chengfeng saw that this person was indeed his father, Li Shimin.

I don't know why, when Li Chengfeng saw Li Shimin's miserable appearance, he suddenly felt a little distressed.

Li Shimin is the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

How did you get to this point?

If it weren't for his own appearance, I'm afraid that this emperor who has been passed down through the ages would really have to die at the hands of these young people?

Suddenly, between the lightning and flint, Lin Hai made a move.

Between Lin Hai, he held a short dagger with poison in his hand, and the cold light flickered, stabbing directly at Li Chengfeng's chest.

Li Chengfeng also had a look in his eyes.

This time, he was really angry.

"The power of an elephant is ...... a thousand palms"

"Thorny ......"

"Boom!"

Because Li Chengfeng's little hand was relatively short, it was Lin Hai's dagger that touched Li Chengfeng's chest first.

But it doesn't matter, because Li Chengfeng's body is wearing a Jinling dragon chair.

The protection of this dress is very good, and ordinary hidden weapons can't break through the defense of Jinling Longyi at all.

And Li Chengfeng also dealt a dead hand to Lin Hai.

He didn't use the power of the overlord, but directly used the power of the elephant.

With a thousand palms, it hit Lin Hai's chest directly.

Lin Hai only felt that on his chest, it seemed as if he had suddenly been hit on his chest by a 10,000-pound stone at a speed of 100-meter sprint.

"Wow......"

Lin Hai spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then, the whole person flew upside down like a deflated ball.

The wooden door behind him was directly smashed by Lin Hai's body.

Lin Hai only felt that the ribs in his whole body seemed to be completely broken, and the whole person had no room for resistance in front of Li Chengfeng's little hands.

Is this human power? It's too strong!

This was the last thought that flashed through Lin Hai's mind, and then he fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

His internal organs have all been shattered by Li Chengfeng.

When Li Chengfeng made a move on him, he didn't leave any room at all.

Because Li Chengfeng knew that if he didn't kill him, he would try his best to kill Li Shimin.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

Li Xiongfeng, who came back to his senses, was also shocked.

Lin Hai's kung fu is not too bad, it can be said that he is a master among assassins.

But he was still slapped upside down by Li Chengfeng and flew out unconscious?

What kind of strange power does this little boy have?

Li Xiongfeng immediately shouted: "Come on, everyone collectively arrest and kill this traitor!" ”

Then, none of the assassins in the Gathering Spirit Pavilion listened to Li Xiongfeng's words.

They still stood in place, and then their eyes stared at Li Xiongfeng tightly, with doubts, resentment, helplessness, and sad expressions, all of which were revealed from the eyes of these assassins.

Li Xiongfeng sensed that something was wrong, and continued to shout: "What are you still doing in a daze? Do you want the master of this pavilion to do it himself? ”

Li Chengfeng smiled shallowly, waved his little hand, and said, "Don't be stunned, everyone, take down the traitor Li Xiongfeng!" ”

"Yes, Eighth Prince!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

Li Xiongfeng was shocked.

The Eighth Prince, this masked little boy, is indeed the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, he seems to have bought the hearts of all the assassins in the Gathering Spirit Pavilion a long time ago, and made them stand on Li Chengfeng's side.

"Haha, hahahaha, it turns out that you all know? It turns out that I am the only one who is in the dark? ”

"What a clever trick you have! Li Xiongfeng, who is in my seventies, can't imagine that he will be calculated today? It's so sad and ridiculous, hahaha......"

Li Xiongfeng let out a sad laugh from his mouth.

And Li Chengfeng said: "Li Xiongfeng, in fact, your plan has long been seen through by us. You say you've been counted by us? It's better to say that you want to calculate us, but we calculate it! ”

"This trick is called, anti-intrigues!"

"Brothers, arrest the traitor Li Xiongfeng!"

"Yes, Eighth Prince!"

……

So, a group of assassins chased Li Xiongfeng and killed him.

Li Xiongfeng himself hurriedly retreated and ran backwards.

He jumped out of the attic of the Gathering Spirit Pavilion, and then ran towards another floor in the courtyard.

Li Xiongfeng knew that under the siege of so many assassins, he had no chance of winning.

So he had to hide his position first, and then when they came to him, he was killing one by one.

It's the best way to survive.

Although I am over 70 years old, I don't have much time to live.

But he died like this, and Li Xiongfeng was not reconciled.

If you want to die, at least you have to kill Li Shimin and die with a cushion.

In the Gathering Spirit Pavilion, only Li Chengfeng and Li Junxian were the only assassins.

Li Chengfeng took a step forward and moved Li Shimin out of the sack.

then checked Li Shimin's pulse, and found that Li Shimin's body at the moment still had the poison left by the poison dart.

Li Chengfeng couldn't help frowning tightly.

"Eighth prince, how is the emperor's physical condition?"

Li Junxian asked, his fists clenched, and his face was full of anger.

As the emperor's personal guard, seeing the emperor like this, can Li Junxian not be angry?

He believes that it is because he did not do his duty as a guard that makes Li Shimin what he is now.

Li Chengfeng sighed and said: "My father's body still has the poison of poison darts, I am going to perform acupuncture and moxibustion on the emperor to bleed and detoxify, Li Junxian, you give me the Dharma, remember, don't let Li Xiongfeng kill in, otherwise it will disrupt my treatment of the emperor, and the consequences will be very serious!" ”

"Okay, then please ask the eighth prince to treat the emperor, little minister, you will definitely die to each other!"

Li Junxian said domineeringly.