It was a very thin sword, like a slender iron hammer.

"Someone is going to kill me!"

This thought suddenly appeared in Zhu Ping'an's heart.

He was surprised, and when the strange feeling appeared in his heart, he was full of vigilance.

I didn't expect this sword to appear out of thin air.

At this time, the thin sword had already pierced the rain curtain and came to a place three feet in front of Zhu Ping'an.

An assassin dressed in black also appeared in the wind and rain with the sword.

It's too late to dodge.

Zhu Ping'an's face was a little solemn, but he did not panic.

He held the umbrella in his left hand and formed a fist with his right hand, and the true qi in his body was running even more crazily, through the fist concentrated on his arm.

Since you can't dodge, you don't need to dodge.

If it had been before, Zhu Ping'an would have been frightened by this sudden appearance of the sword.

However, after learning the Hundred Flowers Fist, he felt that no matter how sharp the sword in front of him was, if he smashed it with one punch, it would be smashed into pieces.

The rapier is in sight.

At this moment, his heart moved slightly, and the true qi running in his body slowly stopped, dispersed into the meridians, and a lazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a crisp sound, a broad and square palm appeared in front of Zhu Ping'an, and the thin sword that was about to stab Zhu Ping'an was deflected from the oblique.

"Brother Meng, I said that next time, can you advance a little earlier, and you have to scare the little marquis and me half to death before you appear?"

Looking at the person in front of him who was as square as the table, Zhu Ping'an relaxed his whole body and smiled lazily.

Fang Zheng didn't answer, and his hands slammed into the thin sword one after the other.

The black-clothed assassin didn't seem to expect that Zhu Ping'an still had someone around him to protect him, and when he missed the blow, he wanted to retreat, but he was entangled by Fang Zheng's palms.

Don't look at the square pair of fleshy palms, but they are like gold and iron, striking with the thin sword, and constantly making a tinkling sound.

In a moment, the palms and the thin sword did not know how many times they had collided.

Zhu Ping'an had already paced under the eaves of the palace wall at this time, put down the umbrella in his hand, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked lively for a while, as if this whole thing had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he couldn't kill Zhu Ping'an today, and couldn't get rid of Fang Zheng's entanglement, the black-clothed assassin couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and his swordsmanship suddenly changed.

The thin sword was as tight as a sword, constantly piercing through the rain curtain, avoiding Fangzheng's palms, and stabbing at Fangzheng from various weird angles.

Fang Zheng still danced with his palms in an airtight airtight, blocking all attacks and trapping the black-clad assassin in the rain.

"Even if I can't kill you today, a martial arts master, it's not easy to keep me."

The black-clothed assassin's swordsmanship changed again, as fine as raindrops, as if he was about to fight for his life.

With a sudden sword, the black-clothed assassin didn't care about the huge flaws exposed in front of him, and stabbed Fang Zheng in the chest, trying to force Fang Zheng to save himself.

The sword was not used for a long time, and the black-clad assassin suddenly retreated, and was about to fly backwards.

It turned out that this desperate sword turned out to be an illusion.

Fangzheng's eyes flashed, like a little spark on a rainy night.

His palms stretched out like lightning, and he actually caught the tip of the sword, and the assassin who wanted to retreat was dragged in place.

Fang Zheng's palms were slightly forced, and the tip of the sword made of stainless steel actually emitted bursts of green smoke. The icy raindrops dripped down on it, making a sizzling sound.

The sword actually began to melt in the square palms.

"Turn gold into water! You're actually a grandmaster!

When the black-clothed swordsman saw this scene in front of him, his eyes exposed outside the black cloth showed an incredible look, and he couldn't help but let out a low voice, his voice was sharp and thin.

He originally thought that Fang Zheng was the same as him, but he was just a top grade in martial arts, and the strength of the two was between the two of them, and no one could help anyone.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng was actually a grandmaster.

The distance between the grandmaster and the martial arts master is a world of distance.

Since Fang was the Grandmaster, the black-clothed assassin knew that he was no match for him.

His reaction was extremely fast, and seeing that the other party was a grandmaster, he did not hesitate, immediately let go of the thin sword in his hand, and was about to flee into the wind and rain.

"Now that I know the identity of my Grandmaster, how can I let you leave?"

There was a hint of mockery in Fang Zheng's eyes.

His body moved, several times faster than before, and in a moment he came to the black-clothed assassin, and a fluttering palm was imprinted on the assassin's chest.

"Brother Fierce General, keep ...... alive"

Seeing Fang Zheng killing the killer, Zhu Ping'an was taken aback and hurriedly shouted.

"Little Marquis, it's too late." Fang Zheng shook his head, his face expressionless.

I saw that the black cloth covering the assassin's face was instantly dyed red, like a flower blooming in the wind and rain, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

His figure shook twice, and he slowly fell to the ground, with a look of disbelief in his eyes until death.

"I said, Brother Meng, you are too ruthless. He died, who should I ask the mastermind behind this scene? ”

Zhu Ping'an rushed to the assassin's side, and seeing that he couldn't survive, he couldn't help but complain.

"Grandpa asked me to protect the little marquis, but I didn't say anything else."

Fangzheng's face was still expressionless, and he slowly walked into the rain.

"Hey, what should I do with this corpse, do you want to stay here?"

"Little Marquis, I don't touch women."

"What woman?" Zhu Ping'an was stunned when he heard this, and immediately reacted, "I said that the voice was sharp and thin, like a eunuch in the palace, it turned out to be a woman." ”

"But she's dead."

Zhu Ping'an said again.

"A dead woman is a woman."

Fang Zheng didn't look back, and disappeared into the wind and rain in a moment.

"Didn't you touch your chest when you killed her just now?"

Zhu Ping'an put the assassin on his back and muttered, "I don't know how it feels." ”

…………

Back in the mansion, An Legong couldn't help but be shocked and angry when he heard that Zhu Ping'an had been assassinated outside the forbidden palace.

An Le Gong is fifty years old and has a son, Zhu Ping'an is his heart, and he sees it more important than his own life, and now someone wants to kill him, although Zhu Ping'an is unharmed, how can he not be shocked?

"It must be that Li Tiangang, who is resentful, and he can't do anything about us in the open, but he secretly uses this method. Since you want my son's life, I have no choice but to tear your face so that you will never be able to turn over! ”

An Le Gong gritted his teeth and said.

"Come on, prepare a sedan chair, I will enter the palace overnight to meet the saint."

Regarding today's assassination, Zhu Ping'an was quite surprised.

Although he offended many people on weekdays, it was not enough to take his life. Although Li Tiangang's father and son have a deep grudge against him, as a member of the second rank of the dynasty, how dare they risk the wrath of Taizu and assassinate the royal relatives and nobles outside the forbidden palace?

An Legong's thoughts, Zhu Ping'an was a little disagreeable.

"Father, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Li Tiangang is an extremely scheming person, and he will never do such a stupid thing, and there must be something strange about this matter. ”

At this time, An Le Gong also calmed down a little, knowing that what Zhu Ping'an said had some truth, but he said, "No matter what, he Li Tiangang is the most suspicious in this matter, and he definitely can't get out of it."