"Huh!"

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and a gray shadow rushed into the hospital, but it was an old man in his fifties, his appearance was not good, his hair was gray, but a pair of eyes were shining, and his body exuded a cold aura that no one could approach.

"Old Song, you're here!" When Jeju Thorn Shi saw the appearance of the old man, he suddenly felt as if he had seen the backbone of the main heart, his mind was a little calm, and a very respectful smile appeared on his face.

The old man known as Song Lao snorted lightly and agreed, his attitude was very cold, and a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed in his eyes. Jeju Thorn Shi didn't think it was wrong, but accompanied by a smile.

Although Tan Biguang is a Jeju assassin, this assassination history is half relied on money, and half is obtained with the help of the Lunatic Sect. Although this old Song is a grass citizen, but a pair of iron hands can open the stele and crack the stone, it is very good, out of this Jeju City, if it is not for his help, he would not be able to sit in the position of the assassin in peace.

When Tan Biguang shouted loudly, the house suddenly jumped with chickens and dogs, and the guards of the family rushed towards the inner courtyard, and soon hundreds of people poured into the courtyard, all of whom were swords and guns, and their faces were angry and murderous.

"Why did Gao Xiaoheng offend me Jeju, how many people does he have, and what is the situation now?" Tan Biguang asked anxiously while quickly dressing himself with the help of his attendants.

"Your Excellency, Gao Xiaoheng's 20,000 troops are coming to the city, and now the west gate has been broken, the enemy is menacing, Jeju may not be able to defend it, and your Excellency needs to make plans early!" The cronies who reported the news looked anxious and worried.

"What?!" Tan Biguang's movements in his hands stiffened, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground. Where did he expect Gao Xiaoheng to be so ferocious, and he would break through the city in such a short time, although there were mostly rabble, but there were also five or six thousand people, relying on the city should be able to block it for a while, but he didn't expect the situation to become so dangerous.

"This, this, Old Song, what do you say I should be good, how should I be good?" Tan Biguang's heart was in turmoil, and the six gods had no master, and he looked at Song Lao for help, hoping that this powerful and mysterious old man could help him.

"Of course, it's best to surrender, and those who know the times are Junjie!" A clear voice suddenly sounded, and the tone was full of banter.

Song Lao was about to speak, when he heard this abrupt voice, his eyebrows raised, his eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Where is the rat, get out of the old man!" With this cold shout, an awe-inspiring momentum erupted from Song Lao's body, making Tan Biguang, who was closest to him, shocked, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Old man, I don't know what to call it!" A clear voice echoed in the air, and out of the crowd stepped out a young man dressed as an ordinary soldier. Although the clothes on his body are very ordinary, they are so unique in the eyes of everyone that it is impossible to ignore his existence.

The young man was born in the wind, the instrument was lofty, the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth revealed a strong self-confidence, Shi Shiran walked over, gestured, the momentum was natural, and the deep and calm eyes exuded a faint majesty, so that everyone couldn't help but become solemn, feeling a little depressed, and couldn't help but make way for the young man.

The boy was naturally happy.

"Who are you?" Song Lao's eyes narrowed, and his whole body was locked on the happy body that came over, and his tone was very low. Intuitively, this young man is very dangerous, and decades of experience in the rivers and lakes tell Song Lao that he needs to be 120,000 careful at this time, because if he is not careful, he may die on the spot.

Happy to come to Song Lao ten meters in front of the stand, said with a smile: "Old man, today's business has nothing to do with you, and I don't want to be your enemy, why don't you retreat, so as not to hurt the harmony and not see each other in the future!" ”

"Junior, what a big breath!" Song Lao frowned, and he was furious in his heart, thinking that he was also a person who had been famous in the martial arts for a long time, but the doll in front of him looked condescending, how could he be happy in his heart.

"Say your purpose!"

"Alas-" sighed happily and helplessly: "Today I am ordered by King Lu to take Jeju, Tan Biguang is an assassin, and if he does not surrender, he will die!" Although the happy tone is still flat, there is murder and decisiveness in it.

"What a fanatic, look for death!" Before Song Lao could speak, Tan Biguang, who was used to being angry, was furious, and raised his arms and shouted angrily: "Come on, take down this villain for this mansion, and this mansion will break his body into ten thousand pieces!" ”

"Kill!"

The military order is like a mountain, and although the surrounding guards are faintly jealous of Xing Xing in their hearts, they still move according to the order, and they roar in unison and rush towards Xing Xing.

"Humph!" Happy snorted lightly, and his body suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared in place.

Song Lao's eyes suddenly widened, and the shock in his heart was simply incomprehensible. The figure of Joy was so erratic that it was impossible to catch, and with each flicker, screams would come out, and people would keep throwing themselves to the ground.

"Tan Biguang, take your life!"

After about three or five breaths, Happy had already broken through the encirclement of the guards in the house, the dagger in his hand was shining, and the person followed the knife and shot straight at Tan Biguang.

"Old Song help!" Seeing the joy and murderous rushing straight towards him, Tan Biguang suddenly lost his soul, and while exclaiming, he tried his best to flee backwards.

"Boy, dare!" Song Lao always paid attention to Xing, and when he saw that he abandoned the guards and came straight to Tan Biguang, he was shocked and angry in his heart, his body jumped out like a sharp arrow, and the short knife hidden in his sleeve flashed with cold light to meet the dagger in Xing's hand.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In the sound of the rapid rain of gold and iron, sparks splashed everywhere, the strong wind was raging, and there were only two phantoms flying up and down in the field, and the real bodies of Happy and Song Lao could not be seen in it. The people on the periphery were dazzled, and they felt the fierce murderous aura overflowing from the center of the battle, and they were even more frightened, and they didn't dare to come closer.

In just a very short period of time, Song Lao and Happy passed forty or fifty moves. Happy is still calm and calm, but Song Lao is more and more shocked in his heart, Happy is better than him in strength and speed, and the weird and spicy moves make him even more tired to deal with, if the latter does not have the heart to kill himself, I'm afraid he won't even be able to hold out ten moves.

No, if you continue like this, you will definitely lose. This young man is really mysterious and powerful, if he kills him, I'm afraid he won't be spared, it's better to plan early, it's really unwise to take his life for Tan Biguang.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Song Lao defended with all his might, and at the same time let out a long howl from his mouth.

"Whew-"

Song Lao's howl fell, and several echoing whistles sounded in the city one after another, and it was not difficult to see from the whistling sound that was still clearly heard in the shouting and killing that those people were not mortals.

"It's over!" Hearing this roar one after another, his eyes flashed with joy, and he whispered in his mouth, his body suddenly accelerated, and his murderous aura was full of murderous energy, and the murderous aura like a terrifying wave suddenly pressed down on Song Lao.

Song Lao easily got used to the happy offensive, and it was a little difficult to resist, but the sudden outbreak of happiness caught him off guard, and he was suddenly in a hurry, stretched, happy to take advantage of the momentum to attack, Song Lao finally couldn't resist, revealing a flaw and was slapped on the chest by Happy Palm.

"Bump!"

With a loud bang, all the phantoms dissipated without a trace, Song Lao screamed, his body was thrown out like a paper kite with a broken thread, and he was in the air, spitting blood in his mouth, and he fell to the ground heavily, his face was like gold paper, his breath was sluggish, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"Tan Biguang, will it fall or not?" Happy flicked his wrinkled shirt lightly, looked at the sluggish thorn Shi Tan Biguang in the distance and said lightly.

"Ah, you, you, you, me, I ......" Tan Biguang woke up suddenly, his heart was terrified, his two trembled, and his mouth was even more incoherent.

"If you don't surrender, you die!" As soon as the words fell, the happy body floated forward a few meters away.

Seeing that Xing Xing was suddenly approaching, Tan Biguang suddenly sat on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Don't kill me, I'll descend, I'll descend, don't kill me!" The heart defense completely collapsed, Tan Biguang suddenly became incontinent, feces and urine flowed together, and the stench was stinking.

happily looked at Tan Biguang condescendingly, his eyes still did not wait for the slightest wave, there was no contempt, no pity, it seemed that in his eyes, Tan Biguang was like grass and trees, "Token Seal Letter!" ”

"Give, give you!" Tan Biguang shuddered, and trembled and took out the Assassin Shiyin Talisman from his bosom.

Xing Xing casually stretched out his hand to take it, and then didn't look at Tan Biguang again, his footsteps moved slightly, and his body seemed to float slowly and quickly towards the outside of the mansion, leaving only the frightened Tan Biguang and the silent guards and corpses in one place.

……

In an alley outside the Assassin's Mansion, there were six people facing each other at this time, five on one side and only one on the other. The former is older than middle-aged, and although the style and color of his clothes are monotonous, the texture is quite good, while the latter is very young and wears only a red ordinary military uniform.

"Your Excellency, who are you? Why are you holding me back? Among the five, the eldest looked at the young man in red coldly. They heard the howling of Song Lao in the Assassin's Mansion and rushed to the rescue, but they were stopped by the young man in red. Although he didn't fight, he instinctively felt that this young man was very dangerous, so he didn't tear his face directly and forced himself through.

"Kill you!" The young man in red looked indifferently at the five people opposite, his voice cold and stiff. This person is naturally Xiao Ling, happy to be in charge of assassinating the Shi Mansion, and he is responsible for blocking the help from outside.

"What a rampant boy!" Hearing Xiao Ling's words, the five people on the opposite side immediately sneered and shouted angrily: "Since you don't know life or death so much, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Do it and do it quickly! ”

Before the words fell, the person who spoke swept out like the wind, and the other four people also moved softly, their palms, claws, and swords all carrying the incomparable strong wind, and they swept towards Xiao Ling's body.

Looking at the five people who came at a gallop, Xiao Ling was not afraid of rejoicing, his indifferent eyes flashed with a faint light, his lips were pursed, and his face was as cold as ice. Just as the enemy approached five meters in front of him, Xiao Ling's body suddenly moved, not retreating, but advancing, the Golden Moon scimitar in his hand tore through the air, and let out a sharp roar towards the five people who rushed towards him.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the sword wind is gusting.

These five people are all elite disciples of the Moon Worship Sect comparable to the Dharma Protector, not only have good skills, but also are better at the art of joint attacks, the five people cooperate, and the combat power that can be exerted is very strong, Xiao Ling is the master of the masters, the six of them fight, the moves are very spicy, and they are extremely dangerous.