In the cold hall, the smell of blood was permeating.

The black sword pierced the throat of the assassin in the net, and the blood splattered, but not a drop of blood was stained on Xuan Qian's body.

The hall was quiet, only Prince Han was beside him, trembling.

Zhao Shuang sat aside, put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Xuan Qian.

"Xuan Qian, why did you solve it so quickly?"

Xuan Jian glanced at Zhao Shuang, a little angry.

"The killers of the nets deal with the enemy as soon as possible, how can there be someone like you who wants me to deliberately slow down the time?"

Zhao Shuang put down the wine glass in his hand and clapped his hands.

"The quality of the assassins in the net is getting lower and lower, and they can't even last for such a little time."

"You... You guys..."

Prince Han's frightened voice sounded, as if he was looking at Xuan Jian like a monster. Beside him, the only killer wearing a red Shura mask who didn't make a move pulled out the long sword in his hand.

"Quick, kill them."

Prince Han almost grabbed a life-saving straw and roared loudly.

It's just that this first-class assassin, the long sword in his hand did not meet the enemy, but reflexively stabbed at the Korean prince.

Feeling the imminence of death, Prince Han's expression was almost desperate, and he didn't even dare to open his eyes to meet this moment.

It's just that the result of the long wait was not the fear that Prince Han expected, and a muffled snort came from his ears. He opened his eyes, and the killer of the net, whose shoulder blades had been pierced by a sword, had been nailed to the wall.

Prince Han shouted in horror, fear spread all over his body, and he couldn't even stand, and his butt fell upside down on the ground.

"Lord Xuanjian, I haven't seen you for so many years, and your swordsmanship has improved again."

The man with the red Shura mask spat out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't move at the moment as he was nailed to the wall.

"Only by transcending the shackles of the sword can we go one step further above the way of the sword. So, I got out of the net. ”

"Really?"

A mournful voice sounded, with a hint of nostalgia.

"It's a pity that I can't get to this level. The mission fails, and there is only one option for the assassins in the net. ”

Black blood spilled from his mouth, and the Assassin was lifeless when he bit off the sac hidden in his mouth.

There was a sound outside the hall, and Prince Han saw this scene and desperately wanted to run out.

The long sword in Xuan Qian's hand flew out and nailed the back hem of Prince Han's luxurious dress to the ground. Prince Han, who was running, fell to the ground with his head on his heel, embarrassed.

"Don't you come here... Don't come here. ”

Watching Zhao Shuang approach step by step, Prince Han waved his hand, as if it was a man-eating beast walking towards him.

"Prince Han colluded with the net and wanted to assassinate Benjun. Not only that, but Prince Han wanted to rebel and assassinate his own father. I don't know if this matter is known to King Han, should he be happy or worried? ”

In an instant, Prince Han's face turned purple, and when he looked at the Han soldiers looming outside the hall, he saw that he was no longer the guard's men, but a demon who wanted his life.

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't bear this consequence, so there is only a dead end in front of His Royal Highness the Prince."

Prince Han's trembling body became more and more unable to stop, and his weak face was full of despair.

"Then it's better to put it another way."

Zhao Shuang smiled and looked outside the hall, Ji Wuye was fighting with Wei Zhuang. All the soldiers of the Korean army who wanted to cross the Lei Chi died under the sword of Wei Zhuang, and the situation was still under control for a while.

"South Korean general Ji Wuye sought to rob South Korea's 100,000 military salaries for his own selfishness, and created a ghost soldier case. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was wise and martial, and he was aware of the mastermind behind the scenes, but he was coerced by Ji Wuye to assassinate Hanyangjun of Qin State, who also knew the details, at today's banquet. Fortunately, God's blessing, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and I are safe and sound. How is it? ”

As soon as Zhao Shuang's words fell, Prince Han's face showed hope.

"But what about 100,000 military salaries?"

Although Prince Han is mediocre and weak, he is not a fool, and he senses the key in a young boy.

"In order to block the mouth of His Royal Highness the Prince, Ji Wuye offered a military salary of 1,000 taels, wanting to block the mouth of His Royal Highness the Prince."

"What about the 1,000 salaries?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's mansion should be able to find a thousand taels of official salaries with fire seals!"

Zhao Shuang smiled, but saw that Prince Han lowered his head, instead of a trace of embarrassment, he showed a sense of happiness that he had escaped the catastrophe.

"I see."

At this time, outside the hall, the situation became more and more chaotic, Zhao Shuang looked at the battlefield in the distance and called lightly.

"Xuanjian!"

At this time, Xuan Jian who pulled out his double swords smiled, jumped forward, stepped on the threshold, and his body was like a cannonball, rushing straight into the battlefield.

"Disciple of Guigu, it really deserves its reputation."

Ji Wuye, who was fighting with Wei Zhuang, had just blocked Wei Zhuang's attack, but suddenly felt that there was another sword aura on the side, which was getting closer and closer to him.

It's just that the fight with Wei Zhuang made Ji Wuye unable to be distracted. He has reached the peak of his life, and even, when the Xuanjian White Sword slashed at his body, he didn't cause a single scar.

"Black and white Xuanjian, even you are here."

Ji Wuye can't compare with Wei Zhuang and Xuan Jian in terms of swordsmanship, but he is far superior to the two in terms of hard skills. It's just that Ji Wuye, as a Korean general, is pampered and has not fought to the death for a long time.

"That's a lot of hard work."

"You too..."

Under the gaze of a group of Korean soldiers, Ji Wuye wanted to say something, but the murderous aura on Xuan Qian's body suddenly increased more than ten times, but it made him shut his mouth.

At the same time as Xuan Jian made his move, Wei Zhuang also used all his strength.

The monstrous sword shadows rose from the left and right, attacking at the same time, and in an instant, Ji Wuye's eyes were all the long swords of Xuan Jian and Wei Zhuang, and his proud horizontal practice skills were also consumed by the sword qi of the two.

One bloodstain, two bloodstains.....

The armor was torn, the cloak was shattered, and by the time this round of attacks was over, only a few breaths had passed.

And Ji Wuye's appearance, compared to just now, is much inferior.

Ji Wuye was like a trapped beast, panting heavily, half-kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with his sword to prevent himself from falling.

Xuan Qian's double swords slashed into Ji Wuye's shoulder, while Wei Zhuang was a few points behind, only hurting Ji Wuye's flesh and skin.

"Up, kill them."

Ji Wuye roared, and a large number of Korean soldiers rushed forward.

It's just that a loud shout stopped them.

"Stop!"

The Korean prince stood outside the hall, and he didn't have the panicked appearance in the palace, but looked very angry.

"The left and right guards of the Prince's Mansion are obedient."

"Obey the orders of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Take Ji Wuye!"

In an instant, the soldiers of the Prince's Mansion, who had just obeyed Ji Wuye's command, turned their guns and pointed at Ji Wuye, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Han Fei looked at this strange scene, but he was not interested, he looked into the distance, bypassed the figures, looked at the young man on the pedestal, and finally understood a little, what kind of opponent is this?

"Zhao Shuang!"