Yan Wuregret was walking in a remote alley in the westernmost suburbs of Beijing at this time, although you were the commander of the Jingshi Praetorian Guard, and the palace courtyard also had its own place to live, but Yan Wuregret still had to stay in the courtyard outside the palace for a few days every once in a while.

There are many rights and wrongs in the land of the imperial palace, and it has been like this since ancient times. Perhaps only outside the palace could he enjoy a moment of peace, and his heart was indeed tired and tired. Yan Wuregret thought of this, looked at the courtyard at the end of the alley, and felt a sense of relief in his heart, every time he only felt calm when he came here, and a long-lost smile also appeared on his face.

But soon, Yan Wuregret's smile froze. Because he felt a fierce murderous aura, he had never encountered such a strong murderous aura after decades of wind and rain. Who is this going to kill you?

General's Mansion? Too womb? Or the Nine Princes?

In the center of the imperial power with extremely fierce political struggle, Yan Wuregret, who has always been close to the emperor Tianxuandu, is not liked by the three major forces of the Beijing Division, so these three parties have the intention of killing themselves, and any of them are always delusional that the commander of the forbidden army who holds the military power of the imperial city will be replaced by his own people, so he is not sure who the person who is going to make a move?

As if to help Yan Wuregret solve his doubts, a teaching gentleman with a mustache suddenly appeared in front of him. Of course, the person who came was not really Mr. Teaching, he was Mr. Turtle, the head of the General's Mansion. Although the turtle is unparalleled in the world with poison, the kung fu "Tianxing Finger" in his hand is also a unique martial arts.

Yan Wuregret suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and couldn't help but think of Li Bai's poem, "It is difficult to go to Shu Road, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky." It is indeed more difficult to shake the general than to go to the blue sky. It's just that he never thought that in order to kill himself, the General's Mansion actually used Turtle Shishou, and did it at the feet of the Son of Heaven in broad daylight. Yan Wuregret suddenly realized that he was a little too careless during this time, and at the same time underestimated the general's determination to kill him.

Everyone knows that Yan Wuregret is the companion of today's saint in his childhood, and he is the closest person to the emperor. If outsiders know that he was killed by the people of the General's Mansion, no one can predict how big a wave the Jingshi will be. Since the general dares to make a move here and now, it seems that he has the determination to kill the commander of the forbidden army.

The golden-clothed guards are first-class masters in the General's Mansion, and there are only ten of them, all of whom can take charge on their own. The four golden-clothed guards, plus the turtle who had cultivated to a high level, Yan Wuregret knew that he was probably in a catastrophe this time.

In the face of death, Yan Wuregret has no timidity, he is single and has no worries, no family burden, and some are just the grace of knowing the situation, Yan Wuregret is not afraid of death. In recent years, the royal family has been weak, and there is definitely not only one general in the capital who wants to kill himself, the close servant of the Son of Heaven and the commander of the palace. can be stable for 20 years in office, Yan has no regrets and is already satisfied.

Turtle Zhishou has never been as sure as he is now, and Yan has no regrets. In the past ten years, although the two have fought openly and secretly many times, they have always been slightly inferior. It's not that he can't do martial arts, but in terms of martial arts cultivation alone, he is confident that he can easily take off Yan Wuregret's head within a hundred moves. It's just that Yan Wuregret won the favor of the emperor, and commanded the most elite 20,000 Praetorian Guards in Beijing, and there were many capable and righteous men under him. He can only secretly instruct, not do it himself, after all, this is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and the general has some scruples. Therefore, before this, the turtle suffered a lot of dark losses.

But today, Mr. Turtle secretly thought that he must have this bad breath.

"Lord Yan, don't come unharmed." Although the turtle is very proud now, he has no regrets in his eyes, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Yan Wuregret did not panic as he imagined, but laughed and said: "Mr. Turtle has brought a lot of people today, how lucky I am Yan Wuregret, I can work with so many masters in the General's Mansion." “

Turtle Zhishou sneered, and said with a smile: "Among the people the general wants to kill, only you have the longest life, you should be honored!"

Facing the master of the General's Mansion who was about to form an encirclement, Yan Wuregret was indeed a little flustered in his heart, not afraid of death, but the momentum of the powerful opponent gradually approaching, the kind of death that made it difficult for people to breathe, just like a person facing thousands of troops, even the strongest master could not resist. Turtle Though Shou alone is enough to pose a threat to him, plus the four golden-clothed guards of the General's Mansion, the result is unknown without asking.

The real master is not really in danger, but can accurately identify the situation in the most dangerous time and make the most effective response plan. Yan Wuregret is such a person. Since he could not be spared, he secretly made up his mind that he would inflict the worst wound on the enemy before he died, and it would not be bad to be able to pull the old opponent of Turtle Zhishou on his back.

Although Shou, who had a gloomy face, was not in a hurry to make a move, he just looked at Yan Wuregret, and at the same time waved his hand to signal the four gold-clothed guards around him to slowly advance towards Yan Wuregret, and the four long swords were arranged in all directions, surrounding Yan Wuregret in the middle.

Yan Wuregret didn't take these four long swords that were a threat to him in his eyes. It's just that what he feared most finally happened, and the enemy didn't leave him the slightest chance to break through.

If it was Kamekoshou who struck first, he might still have half a chance to live. However, now, Turtle Though Shou stood quietly on the sidelines, obviously waiting for him to distract himself from the four swords and make a sneak attack. At that time, even if he dodged the Heavenly Star Finger of Turtle Longevity, he still couldn't escape the poison of his "passing history".

The matter has come to this point, Yan has no regrets but is calm. While keeping an eye on these four long swords, he paid attention to the turtle's every move.

The four long swords rushed towards Yan Wuregret.

Yan Wuregret, who was already determined to fight to the death, immediately jumped down, the long sword in his hand came out of its sheath, and the sword body stabbed out with all his strength towards the first golden-clothed guard who rushed in front of him on the left.

Yan Wuregret is famous for his fast sword in Jingshi, and as soon as this sword comes out with all its strength, the golden-clothed guard in front of him can't react and can't stop it, and he is passed through his chest by a sword, and he still has an expression of disbelief before he dies.

But just when the sword body stayed on the golden-clothed guard's body and had not yet been pulled out, three other swords also swooped in. Yan Wuregret took the tip of the sword that had not yet pulled out the corpse as the origin, and his two legs swept out sharply towards the sword body that the two gold-clothed guards suddenly attacked, and at the same time, the two fingers of his left hand were clamped, and the third sharp sword was sandwiched between Yan Wuregret's index finger and middle finger.

is not a loss to be a few masters in the Beijing Division, and Mr. Turtle on the side secretly praised it in his heart. However, the fighter plane is fleeting, and Mr. Turtle is waiting for such an opportunity. A little cold star in the sky, Mr. Turtle's celestial star finger finally shot.

Although Yan Wuregret's body sank slightly in danger, his right shoulder armor was still swept by the finger wind, and a huge pain came, and Yan Wuregret, who was not in stable shape, couldn't bear the huge piercing force from the Tianxing Finger Wind, and retreated and fell on a pile of dilapidated wine jars in the corner of the alley behind him.

Before he could catch his breath, the remaining three long swords stabbed diagonally through the air, Yan Wuregret was already injured, and his back was drenched in blood by the fragments of the broken wine jar, and it was difficult to gather internal strength at this time, so he had to close his eyes helplessly.

At that dark moment, Yan Wuregret's simple life roared through his mind like a fragment, and the fragment condensed into a thought at the last moment, "That ten-year-old boy is so similar to the peerless woman in his heart." ”

It's just that the matter is far from over, and Mr. Turtle from the General's Mansion never dreamed that someone would rescue someone under his nose. At that time, he was indeed a little carried away, so he gave people a chance to take advantage of it. However, a master like him, even if he is careless, such a thing should not happen. At that time, the masked man in Xuanyi had a very high light skill, first snatched away Yan Wuregret in the hands of the three gold-clothed guards with a ghostly body, and then slapped himself in mid-air with himself who came out in a hurry, and finally climbed over the wall.

The whole process of saving people was so fast that people couldn't react, although they took advantage of the surprise attack, but the people who came were definitely not weak.

Turtle Xiangshou was not in a hurry to catch up, but just motionless and silently looked at the position in front of him where Yan Wuregret fell to the ground, empty, only the fragments of the broken wine jar were all over the ground, as if they were silently mocking him, and the three gold-clothed guards on the side were also full of horror.

sneered, although the turtle was longevity, he didn't worry too much, there was no one who was still alive after being hit by his own unique poison, and there was no one in the rivers and lakes, and the one who came to save him was just a dead person.

Although the general repeatedly explained that he wanted to bring Yan Wuregret, the commander of the living forbidden army, to him, he had his own ideas.

Today, the head of the General's Mansion didn't intend to let Yan Wuregret live, but even thought in advance of using the four golden-clothed guards under his command as substitutes for the dead ghosts to fool the general, and the masked man who was killed halfway was exactly what he wanted, allowing him to find a more convincing excuse.