Ye Xuan looked around with a wary face, the water cold sword in his hand made a few sword groans from time to time, he didn't look angry and arrogant, and said loudly.

"Your Excellency, a master of the ninth grade, why are you hiding in the shadows and using this kind of small means of hidden weapons."

Seeing this, Fan Xian also echoed it, he knew that Ye Xuan's move was to lure out the masters hiding in the shadows, and there was no need for so many fancy intestines in the face of real masters, they all had their own pride, and the method of agitation often worked!

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man slowly walked out from behind the courtyard gate, this person's eyes were deep-set, his nose was like an eagle's hook, and there was a looming scar on his face, wearing gold armor.

The middle-aged man's expression when he looked at Ye Xuan was not only unkind, but also a touch of appreciation, and said lightly: "Young man, you are very good, there are not many people at your age who can take my trick." Except for the saintess of Northern Qi, it should be you next! ”

After a pause, he said, "It's just that General Ben is a little curious, why did you appear here with the talents of the two of you?" ”

In the face of the praise of the middle-aged man, Ye Xuan's face did not have a trace of joy, he was born in a military family, and he had roughly guessed the identity of the other party. Just a little surprised, why is he here?!

Ye Xuan forcibly added a sense of anxiety to his voice, making his voice a little hoarse: "I am detained by my family and country, I hope the two generals will forgive me." ”

Gong Dian suddenly had a little displeasure on his face, and said coldly: "General Qin, the top priority now is to take down these two assassins and obey the master's fate, but this is not the time for you to sigh." ”

This middle-aged man's name is Qin Wan, and he makes good use of a Fang Tian painting halberd, and has been stationed in the barbaric land of the border for many years, resisting the invasion of foreign races with the eldest prince. Outstanding achievements, official worship of the general, is a famous nine-grade master in Qingguo, and the Uesugi Tiger of the Northern Qi Dynasty. He even fought against Ye Liuyun, one of the four great grandmasters, but he was defeated.

After Qin finished hearing this, he frowned, no longer smiled, and a cold and piercing killing intent gradually emanated from his body. I have to say that Ye Xuan's words successfully led the identities of the two to the assassin who committed the assassination, and there was a lot less unnecessary trouble.

"In that case, then don't blame the old man's ruthlessness!" With that, he took off the sword he was carrying at his waist.

The two glanced at each other, attacked Ye Xuan and Fan Xian respectively, and a quick walk came to them.

Ye Xuan slashed out with a sword, directly blocking the oncoming Qin Wan. After all, with Fan Xian's current strength, if he has just entered the eighth-rank master, even the palace may not be able to parry, let alone Qin Wan, a famous ninth-grade master.

But in the face of Qin Wan, although Ye Xuan was sure to defeat him, he was not sure if Fan Xian would be able to hold out until that moment, and whether Emperor Qing would make a move.

"Buzz!"

The crisp sound of metal collision had just sounded, and the next moment, Ye Xuan's next sword was directly slashed out, and the awe-inspiring killing intent on his body directly erupted.

Qin Wan was immediately shocked by such a fast sword, he didn't expect that this young man actually had such a powerful sword technique in his hand, and only after half a ring, did he slowly ask: "With such a subtle sword technique and killing intent, are you a disciple of the Sigu Sword?" ”

Ye Xuan smiled indifferently and didn't answer, Qin Wan's reaction at the moment was exactly what he wanted. Thinking of this, raising his hand was another fatal move, and the twelfth sword stabbed out in response.

Qin Wan really deserves to be a master of the Nine Grades, a brisk step flashed, and when he changed hands, he stabbed with a sword. But after all, it was in vain, his martial arts attainments were all on the Fang Tian painting halberd, and now he didn't use the halberd, and his strength went to about seven or eight points.

"Huh!"

Because Ye Xuan's sword move was too fast, Qin Wan suddenly fell into chaos, one sideways, barely dodged, and the sharp sword light flashed, Ye Xuan thought that this sword could make a contribution, but with a crisp sound of "bang".

Ye Xuan fixed his eyes and saw that there was only a scar left on the bright golden armor, which did not hurt Qin Wan at all, which also made his idea of a quick battle come to naught.

"My Mingguang armor was given by His Majesty back then, and it was made of special cold iron, but I didn't expect it to be broken by a little-known eight-grade boy!" Qin Wan frowned and was shocked, he was a little surprised, this boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old actually had such a strong strength.

Eight products are undefeated in nine products, and they can even crush nine products. In the past, if someone said it, he definitely thought that this person was talking nonsense, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a fantasy.

But now he has to believe it, because of the performance of the young man in front of him, he is convinced that it is possible to fight eight grades and nine grades. Maybe when someone sees this, some people will say that he has reservations about Qin Wan, but what about the young man in front of him?!

When did Sigu Jian accept such a terrible young man?! Could it be a secret cultivation?! Or is there something else!?

On the other side, Fan Xian and Gong Dian have shown a trend of decline, which can almost be described as losing and retreating. The palms of the two of them were in one place, and after a muffled sound, there was real anger around them. Fan Xian spit out several mouthfuls of blood at once, but Gong Dian did not move at all, and at this time, his iron hands had already firmly controlled Fan Xian's wrists.

Even if Ye Xuandang slashed down with a sword, Gong Dian's offensive slowed down, and a pair of iron hands were finally released from Fan Xian's wrists.

Gong Pawn really deserves to be the best among the eight grades, and under his use, he looks extremely fierce, and Fan Xian's domineering true qi can't gain the upper hand at all.

"Are you alright?!" Ye Xuan hurriedly supported Fan Xian and asked with a concerned expression.

Fan Xian waved his hand, the dirty blood on his face made him look a little embarrassed, and said weakly: "It's okay, just break a few ribs, a small problem." ”

....

On the other side, outside the Taiping Courtyard.

"Commander Yan, you see that it was an enemy attack, and the noble man was assassinated!" A soldier pointed to the fireworks in the sky and said in surprise.

Yan Xiaoyi took a bite of the leg of mutton in his hand, and then looked at the ruined wall behind him, and suddenly understood: "It's not good, it's a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain." It's me who was careless, fortunately, General Qin and the palace commander are here today, otherwise you and I will have a big disaster today! ”

After saying that, he decisively ordered: "Hurry to the inner courtyard to support General Qin and the palace commander." ”

The soldiers immediately cleaned up the table that was placed aside. Nothing was left but the ruins behind him and the devastation of the trees on the other side of the river.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed from the other side of the river. With a black cloth on his eyes, he stared at the Taiping Courtyard across the river, not knowing what he was thinking.