Seeing this, Li Gaozhu immediately took out a cigarette from his arms, the mouth of the barrel was facing the sky, pulled the string, and shot a fire bomb into the sky, and finally turned into a gorgeous firework in the night.

The six assassins obviously have received very professional and strict training, not only have solid basic skills, but also the martial arts they have learned are very ruthless killing techniques, every move is deadly, without any fancy tricks, even if Tiwei has such an advantage in eight to six, he can't take the slightest advantage, but he can't resist it, and gradually falls into the downwind, Yan Lingfeng on the side saw that the two sides had entered a stalemate battle, and he didn't dare to shoot darts at will, for fear that the sneak attack would not succeed, but he would accidentally hurt his own people.

"I'll do it too!"

Guo Ting roared, pulled out the giant sword hidden under the stall cabinet, and joined the battle circle to fight the assassin.

He swung his greatsword and slashed at one of his enemies with his back to him, who was fighting with Tiwei when he suddenly felt a strong wind falling from top to bottom behind him, and hurriedly shook his hand at Tiwei, taking advantage of this gap, and immediately looked back at the horizontal sword to block.

As the saying goes, "one inch long, one inch strong", how can a short knife that is no more than the size of a firewood knife and specially used for assassination withstand the hard blow of a giant sword with a thick bowl mouth?

The assassin felt that his palm was like a lightning strike, the tiger's mouth had been shaken open, and the giant sword slashed downward, cutting the man directly from his chest to his stomach, cutting a straight vertical line, and the red blood sprayed out from the crack, and the assassin "grunted" in his throat, and fell to the ground with a "bang", dying on the spot.

Guo Ting's offensive continued to seek the enemy and challenge, and the assassins were already terrified when they saw his unusual weapon, and then looked at the ferocity of the person, where would they dare to take it? Almost at the same time, they abandoned the guards they were now facing and fled in all directions to avoid their threat.

Although the giant sword is heavy, it is like a light plaything in Guo Ting's hands, it has reached the point of perfection, seeing the enemy dodging, he immediately changed his moves, the blade shook, and made a move to "chop the waves", directly according to the two assassins closest to him, at this time the two sides were only three arms away, and they couldn't dodge at all, and they were hit by Guo Ting, one was smashed to the head on the spot, blood and ** splashed, and he died, and the other ran while swinging his knife to block, but was cut to the arm by the giant sword, and the blood flashed, and his sword and arm fell to the ground togetherThe assassin ignored the pain and fled as fast as he could.

In just a moment, Guo Ting killed two people and slashed one person, and the guards present couldn't help but secretly praise.

The remaining four assassins continued to flee, and Guo Ting and the guards followed in pursuit, when suddenly, a heavy object slammed into Guo Ting from the left!

Guo Ting had been on an errand before, caught bandits, and had extremely rich experience, cold guns and dark arrows had long been commonplace, and he was always alert in his heart, where could he hide from his eyes in such a sneak attack, he immediately let out a low shout, and swept away with all his strength with one hand, and the two collided, making a heavy impact sound, and the thing fell to the ground, but Guo Ting's hand was also numb from the shock.

Guo Ting was shocked, and when he looked at it, it was a three-foot slate.

"And the masters?"

He immediately stopped and looked in the direction of the attack, and saw a bald man in single clothes, with a sturdy physique, eight feet tall, looking thirty or forty years old, with a bearded beard, staring at him with a pair of tiger eyes, and holding two brass hammers, walking briskly from a vaudeville stall.

This man was clearly in league with the group of Assassins, and had been pretending to be a prodigy, hiding on the side of the street.

Sure enough, the other four strong men in the stall, carrying spears, spears, broadswords, and axes at the same time, walked slowly to meet the guards, and the masked assassins immediately hid in the booth behind the five people, and looked at their faces, and suddenly felt much more relieved.

There was also a purple-clothed woman in her thirties, who had not moved, glanced at the injured assassin beside her, frowned, and suddenly put her left hand on the saber at her waist, and suddenly "smack", quickly pulled out the sword with lightning speed, and retracted the sword at the same moment.

Just as the other three Assassins didn't know what the woman meant, the injured Assassin's neck artery suddenly cracked, and blood gushed out!

The wounded Assassin clasped his hands around his neck, stared at the woman in disbelief, and finally fell to his death.

The three of them turned pale with fright, frightened and frightened, they didn't even know when the woman had wiped the man's neck, the speed was too intimidating.

"She's gone, and there's nothing left to keep." The woman's voice showed an indescribable indifference, and there was no expression on her face, she looked at the three masked assassins, "We'll keep an eye on it here, you three, and continue to go according to plan." ”

The three masked men were stared at by her and had goosebumps all over their bodies, broke out in a cold sweat, and replied "yes, yes", then turned around and walked away, disappearing into the night.

At the same time, the strong man with the copper hammer was already approaching step by step.

"Interesting." Guo Ting sneered, he brandished his giant sword and put on a posture, "If you want to fight, then come!" ”

Dongdu Dongshi Qingpingfang Cuitingzhai Haizheng

He Qianduan was still sitting in the peony house, hugging the stove and sipping tea. Calm eyes looking out the window at the starry sky and the moonlight, although the peony house is close to the street, it does not affect the night view that can be enjoyed by everyone in the world.

People who don't know the details of it will probably think that he is an elegant Confucian who comes here to have fun.

He Qian has always disliked drinking, because he believes that drinking alcohol will make people get out of their original sobriety, and what they think in their hearts will also be exposed because of this, and he doesn't like himself in such a state.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." He Qian said without looking back.

The wooden door painted with the peony in full bloom was opened, and it was a personal armor soldier dressed as a civilian, and he crossed his hands and said: "Mr. He, someone will be sent to pass the word, and in about half an hour, the distinguished guest will arrive, and he asked, I wonder if Mr. can continue to wait?" ”

"You just go back to him, just come here, the environment here is very good, I'm not in a hurry." He Qian said.

"Yes. Also, the pious woman here asks the gentleman, do you need a girl or a good wine? The armorer continued.

"Now I don't need to," He Qian said without any emotion, "I'll talk about it when my honored guest arrives." ”

"Whoa."

With that, the armor man withdrew, and closed the wooden door.

"Gurgling ······"

On the stove, the boiling water in the black clay pot was already boiling, and He Qian picked it up, continued to pour it into the teapot with tea leaves, and finally poured it into the cup.

This is his favorite Yanzhou single fir tea, which has the color and fragrance of black tea, and the sweetness of high mountain tea, which is pleasant, and no matter how much trouble you have, you can forget it for a while.

At this time, there was a noisy movement outside the window, he glanced over, and saw that a brilliant firework bloomed in the sky not far away.

"Hey, this is too fake," He Qian smiled softly and to himself, "The clothes don't fit well." ”

He saw that the clothes worn by one of the guards were obviously too large for the man, and the sleeves covered the hand.

Just after the "guards" left, a group of people dressed as civilians walked through the crowd and walked in the same direction towards Yihefang.

Seeing this scene, He Qian didn't say anything, but continued to pour tea and drink.

The Imperial City of the Eastern Capital, Yongshou Palace, the end of Hai

Outside the Yongshou Palace, all kinds of colorful ceremonial flowers bloom, seem to light up the silent night sky, some like petals falling one after another, some like jade trees blooming Qionghua, some like meteors scattering, some like the morning glow reflecting the moon, a grand fireworks rain.

At this moment, the Emperor of Chu with the queen, and the princes and ministers are sitting outside the palace to watch, and the fireworks at the same time, there is a lion dance, the performance is the "double lion play dragon ball", there are other members around, showing the difficult dance performance, such as the body to an incredible degree of bending, jumping up, etc., finally, the "lioness" won the "dragon ball", from the "bead" suddenly cracked, from the inside fell a pair of red couplets, on which was written "Fu Rudong sponge long, longevity than Nanshan forever" blessing sentence, fireworks released the last brilliant color, It gradually quieted down.

"Good!"

Everyone cheered, and Emperor Chu and Empress also smiled and applauded.

This was the last show of the Acrobatic Troupe, and after it was over, all the participants knelt down and bowed, and then withdrew from the Yongshou Palace.

"Spread my will and reward this vaudeville troupe." Emperor Chu said loudly with great pleasure.

"Whoa."

A palace eunuch received the order and hurriedly went out to deliver the decree.

Everyone returned to their original seats, and the internal guards removed the chairs outside the palace.

Emperor Chu said: "Today is the queen's birthday, I and the queen are very happy, but they are also lacking, Zhongqing, after drinking this glass of wine, they will all go home." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" All the princes and ministers raised their glasses and drank together.

After drinking, the ministers crossed their hands at the same time and said "the ministers retire", and then withdrew from the Yongshou Palace in turn.

"Just now, were those acrobatic troupes really just performing?" The prince walked down the stairs, glanced at the direction in which the acrobatic troupe had left, and thought to himself, "How do I think that doorway is a bit like a bone shrinking exercise." ”

The prince's martial arts master, Qingxu Daochang, once told him that this kung fu is different from the soft body method, the bone shrinking gong is a wonderful body method that can shrink the body and drill holes, remove bones and reconnect, and pseudo-children, which is something that some ordinary performers can't do, and the people who practice this kind of miracle skills are people whose bodies are different from ordinary people, or people who have been practicing hard through self-destruction since childhood.

And he clearly saw that there was a person in the acrobatic troupe, who performed through an iron ring the size of a ten-year-old child's waist, and it was very relaxed, and when it was over, he looked at his figure and looked at it like a normal adult.

Qingxu Dao Elder said before that few people can do this miracle now, and now they can still practice, I'm afraid only assassins!