The black-clothed warriors moved in unison, even the white grimace mask on their faces was exactly the same, and from a distance, they looked like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

There is only one exception in the group of demons.

Of all the white masks, only one person's face has a color. But he didn't care about exposing himself at all, maybe in his eyes, these people in front of him would soon turn into corpses.

Because they are the most famous killer in Qi - "Grimace"!

The thirty or so assassins were like a fan, and the ghost assassin was in the middle of the line. Whether the fan is open or closed is naturally decided by him, the backbone.

Since he took aim at this song and dance troupe, Ghost Thorn has been thinking about how to start. Due to Xie Yuan's special status in the Qi Kingdom, he was destined not to be like ordinary assassins, who simply killed people and asked for their lives to complete the task. Compared to the average killer, he has more to think about.

A song and dance troupe of the Tang Dynasty inexplicably all died in the Qi State, which would undoubtedly have a very bad impact on the reputation of the Great Qi who ruled the country with benevolence. He needed these people to die, but it made sense for him to die.

Who can find fault with insulting saints and being besieged by indignant students, such a thing that involves the dignity of the country and cultural customs?

Ghost Thorn is very satisfied with his arrangement, and he is also very optimistic about his tomorrow. What reason is there for an assassin with strong martial arts and wisdom not to get ahead?

As for the dart masters, in the eyes of the Assassins, they were only slightly stronger than ordinary ants.

It's a pity, it's still ants!

And when he really came face to face with these "ants", the ghost thorn felt that something was wrong.

His ambush was very hidden, and with the help of the rain curtain, it stands to reason that the poisoned bamboo arrows were enough to harvest more than 20 lives. But because of the woman in white, she made her first move useless.

How did she find out?

Before he could think about it, he suddenly noticed that the dart masters around the carriage had moved!

Their movements were incredibly fast, from shooting the bamboo arrows to their own appearance, it only took a few breaths, and those dart masters had already assembled a defensive formation!

How could they be so fast!

The ghost thorn felt a slight chill in his heart, even the most well-trained army in Daqi, I'm afraid it can't do it, right? And their lineup is not scattered at all, more than a dozen people are in a handful, like a small rectangular formation.

He had never heard of a game with such a great dart master. Just looking at the posture of their weapons, feeling the awe-inspiring murderous aura, the ghost thorn vaguely had an illusion, as if the assassin was standing opposite, and he ...... It's just a bee that casts itself into a net.

But he can't retreat, and there is only a dead end to retreat. He believed that it might just be his own delusion, and the bronze dagger in his hand would prove his worth!

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Tang An's face changed, and when he saw the appearance of the man in black, he finally understood where Mu Rong's worry came from.

His heart sank.

Why did you encounter such a large-scale assassination when you first came to Qi Kingdom? Could it be that those patriots have discovered their identity?

This question only turned around in his heart, but there was no answer at all, and Tang An didn't have time to think about it. He shouted worriedly, "Sister Fairy, protect the song!" ”

Mu Rong in mid-air was secretly annoyed in his heart: It's all this time, and he is still thinking about heroes saving beauty. What would you do if I saved her?

There is no doubt that Tang An is the biggest protagonist of this eastward trip. The fortunes of the Tang Dynasty and the fate of the Qi Kingdom all depend on whether they came to borrow troops smoothly. As long as he kills himself, Datang's plan will end in nothing.

However, to Tang An's surprise, the target of those black-clothed assassins was not themselves, but they greeted Liu Tiange with the most ruthless killing moves!

Mu Rong gritted his teeth, after all, he still stepped lightly on the unroofed carriage, and in the frightened eyes of the four golden flowers, a meteor flew towards the first carriage where Liu Tingge was like a moon!

Between the whistling, the murderous aura has arrived!

More than thirty ghost servants fell to the ground and immediately dispersed, forming a small semicircle. Some pounced on the carriage, some pounced on the crowd, and some went straight to Tang An and Pang Zijing, who were at the end of the convoy.

They are like a net that has been thrown out, trying to catch all the fish in the water!

How could the soldiers who had been tempered countless times on the battlefield not see the intentions of these people? Ji Chen had a strong killing intent in his eyes, and sneered: "Just with more than thirty people, if you want to eat us cleanly, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it!" ”

Between breaths, the ghost servant who landed first stabbed his sword at Ji Chen, who was standing on the outermost periphery.

"Ding!"

The sound of gold and iron symphony is crisp and pleasant, like the opening of a Hongda music.

The ghost servant used his skill, and after a sword, he suddenly retracted his strength, and swept sideways with great speed. He knew that this move would definitely slip through the enemy's throat.

He didn't want his clothes to get blood, so after the sword, he didn't take any more interest in glancing at the dying man opposite, but turned his head to continue looking for the next target.

"Crotch!"

The crisp sound of blocking sounded again.

There is no smooth feel of a blade cutting through the throat. The ghost servant was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but turn his head again, surprised to find that this sword that was determined to be won was once again blocked by the handsome man opposite!

No wonder he's too confident. Ordinary dart masters are like prey in their eyes, they can only escape, but they cannot resist, because they have no capital to resist.

And as the most mysterious killer organization in the Qi Kingdom, everyone in it is a master of assassination. They know every dead hole in the human body and know how to harvest human life in the simplest way.

The ghost thorn can bring thirty ghost servants this time, which is enough to look up to these "dart masters".

It's a pity that they chose the wrong opponent.

Not only the ghost servants who assassinated Ji Chen, but also the ghost servants who tried to kill people in the shortest possible time, all miscalculated without exception. The sudden wave of attacks did not take a single life!

All the ghost servants were shocked, they could feel the amazing tricks of the other party, and the experience of fighting.

The long sword in Ji Chen's hand was erected in front of him, making it difficult for the bronze ancient sword that left a gap on the sword body to advance any more, his crimson tongue licked his lips, and sneered: "What, Qi Guo bullied no one in the Tang Dynasty, do you want to give us a big gift?" Then this gift, Lao Tzu accepted it! ”

"Whoosh!"

After finishing speaking, Ma Shang, who was hiding behind the side of the carriage, led a meteor arrow like a streamer, and accurately sank into the forehead of the ghost servant!

Like Ji Chen's stalemate ghost servant's head back, the hand holding the sword hung loosely, and he fell to the ground with his head up to the sky.

Thirty ghost servants, only twenty-nine remaining!

Li Dazhuang was not to be outdone, and with a roar, he used a machete to swing the long sword that stabbed at him directly. The ghost servant couldn't bear it, so he took a few steps back!

As soon as he gained a firm foothold, the ghost servant didn't have time to dispel the shock in his heart, and suddenly felt that his neck was firmly grasped by a big hand like iron pincers, and he lost the ability to breathe in an instant.

Li Dazhuang smiled disdainfully: "Like a girl, and the fucking scholar came to be a killer?" Let's change jobs in the next life! ”

"Click!"

Li Dazhuang's bronze bell-like eyes widened, and his five fingers exerted force together, and he forcibly twisted the neck of the ghost servant!

Tang An stood at the back of the line, knowing everything that was happening in front of him at a glance. He clearly felt the Assassin's panic, and some of his nervousness was finally relieved.

"Just with such a few people, you want to swallow Lao Tzu's people? Hmph, how dare the ghosts and ghosts underestimate the hundred soldiers? ”