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His Majesty the Emperor and the officials of the Ministry of Rites have entered the palace for temporary refuge.

But the door of the temple was not shut. The young emperor seemed to be prepared, so he did not seem panicked, hesitated for a moment, raised his feet casually, and easily stepped out of the main hall again.

His Majesty the Emperor is not afraid of arrows, how can he be greedy for life and afraid of death as a subordinate? Cui Shuji and other civil officials followed behind tremblingly, sweat already soaking through their clothes.

In the unusual silence all around, the crossbowmen hidden in the unknowable land seemed to wait, brewing an even greater storm of arrows.

Li Longji frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the palace, and calmly gave an order.

"Zhang Jinxuan, Zhuo Zangfeng, and Bu Shixian, quickly lead the candidates to protect Zixiao Pavilion!"

Before the emperor could finish speaking, the trembling sound of bowstrings on all sides sounded again.

The rain of arrows condensed into dark clouds and roared violently towards the place where His Majesty the Emperor stood.

This time it's stronger than the last time.

The sound of the wind stirred up by the boundless rain of arrows pushed away the dust in the sky, forced the spring wind back, and covered the newly emerging sun, sweeping in an unstoppable attitude.

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The master of the Tai Academy Constellation sat in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion behind the Zixiao Pavilion, and hurriedly breathed and breathed when the arrow rain first appeared.

They had just removed the True Yuan Great Array that had been arranged, and their vitality had not yet recovered to its peak. At this time, he was responsible for protecting the concubines and princesses in Zixiao Pavilion, so he naturally dared not be careless.

In fact, thirty-six Nakshatra masters is just an unreal number.

Of these masters who have devoted themselves to cultivation, only the current eighteen remain.

The rest are either immortals or wanderers. They don't have the ultimate cultivation genius, but they are more willing to work harder than anyone else, and they are only sword masters in the "Four Divine Realms".

However, the condensation of the power of eighteen people, coupled with the Supreme True Yuan Great Array, could withstand a peak Great Sword Master, and if the thirty-six joined forces, the Great Grandmaster might not be their opponent.

Seeing hundreds of candidates rushing over to protect Zixiao Pavilion under the leadership of two bow-wielding youths, these cultivators did not feel relaxed.

Just as the second rain of arrows covered the sky, a dark shadow fell.

A star master led by him breathed a sigh of relief.

"If the national teacher can come, I will be relieved when I am old!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a rain of blood erupted from his mouth, and the Xuan Qi that had just been run by the master of the first star constellation immediately turned upside down in the meridians, and then he fell helplessly, seeing that none of the people in his company were spared.

Without any defense, they were all injured by the sword qi that suddenly flew out from a great swordsman while they were paying all their attention to protecting the concubines on the Zixiao Pavilion.

This sword seemed to come from the center of the earth, and the dark sword qi enveloped the power of the leylines, continuously rolling the shocked star masters into the air.

Everyone was intact when they were swept into the air, and the moment they landed, their flesh exploded with a thud and turned into a black mist.

The monk's cold face was ruthless, and suddenly he moved, and the flying sword that was as dark as splashing ink flew towards the star master who was the leader.

The star master, who had never quarreled with anyone once, had anger on his face, and quickly slapped his backhand and hit his heavenly spirit cover, and he was angry.

The monk said coldly: "Wu Lao'er wants to be a whole corpse when he is dying!"

After saying that, two cold stars shot out of his eyes, and the jet-black sword suddenly became extremely huge, roaring and landing on the body of the leader of the star master.

The plane of the giant sword fell, directly smashing the last star master deep underground.

A huge sword imprint was left under the hard and smooth steps.

The monk's mind turned sharply, and the giant sword flew out, smashing the entire Yanyu Pavilion with a terrifying whistling sound.

Zhuo Zangfeng was in Zixiao Pavilion, and when he saw this amazing sword, he immediately drew his bow and opened the sword.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Like a dense drum, twelve arrows broke off on the black sword.

The twelve arrows were fired three times, but they hit the sword almost at the same time, with a very small time gap.

But just as the arrow was fired, Zhuo Zangfeng felt a strange vibration.

The first time he sent out four arrows to hit the blade of the sword, his hand couldn't help but tremble, as if the force of the arrow colliding with the black sword rebounded back to himself.

The second time he shot the arrow, he suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation in his chest, and the third time he shot the arrow, and when the last arrow was completely broken on the black sword, he slammed into the attic pillar.

Air-to-air shock?

This jet-black giant sword has such a mysterious anti-shock force!

The monk glanced at Zhuo Zangfeng, who was shooting arrows upstairs, with a trace of contempt on his face, and waved his hand to smash the feather arrows shot by Zhang Jin's crossbow, and the black smoke was gone, silently, and his people and the huge black sword disappeared.

Around the attic, and even on every step, there were guards of candidates who had joined the warband.

The masters of the Taishu Academy have all disappeared, and the target of the monk twist is not these soft women in the attic, he wants to kill His Majesty the Emperor at the gate of the main hall.

As he left Zixiao Pavilion, the black sword slammed into the thick walls of the Hibiscus Garden.

Zhuo Zangfeng raised his eyes and saw the black sword flashing, and he was just about to draw his bow, but he suddenly lost his target in front of him.

Behind the walls of the Hibiscus Garden is a new wide canal that connects to the Qujiang Pond.

In the past, it was a place of feasting for the champions with the title of the gold list.

At this time, there were countless small boats anchored on the water.

The wall collapsed, and immediately jumped from the ship countless young men in black clothes with ring-headed knives in their hands.

It turns out that there was an ambush here. Zhuo Zangfeng thought, before the arrow was fired, Zhang Jinxuan should open the bow first.

Perhaps the iron man in the army was too nervous, or perhaps he was tired of the fragrance emanating from the concubines in the attic, and the young man who was "the only one under the god general" fired an empty arrow for the first time.

Feathered arrows do not have arrows, and their number is limited, so they must not be wasted. Zhuo Zangfeng gritted his teeth and opened his bow and arrows.

A man in black who rushed to the front saw that the feather arrows were like lightning, and raised his ring sword to block.

But the arrow was too fast.

The black-clothed man's knife still slashed into the air in the rapidity, and he felt a chill in his chest, and the feather arrow had already passed through his chest.

Before the three accomplices who followed him could react, they were also pierced through the chest by this arrow, and the corpse fell with a bang.

Three lives with one stone!

Zhuo Zangfeng hurriedly returned his hand to draw the arrow, but the quiver behind his back was empty, and he looked at Zhang Jin's crossbow and found that the latter was also holding the dragon tongue bow empty, and the quiver behind his back was also empty.

It turned out that when Fang Cai himself crashed into the attic doorpost, all the arrows of Zhang Jin's crossbow were shot at the huge black sword, intending to block the black sword's flight.

Yao Caiwei quickly calmed down the panicked concubine princess, and several senior sisters of Starfish Heaven guarded her with swords. She saw Zhuo Zangfeng jump up to the attic and watch him fiercely shoot at the black sword, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of blood in her heart.

Last year, we said goodbye, and today we are fighting side by side again.

Yao Caiwei knew where her duty was, and she guarded the concubines and never left her.

Seeing that the other party no longer had archers, and no longer had any fears, the man in black roared and rushed to Zixiao Pavilion like a tide.

A man in black flew over with a knife, this person's breath was agitated, his body was like a wild goose, and his cultivation level was obviously not low.

The rest of the black-clothed men moved quickly, and when they ran, they were murderous, and the ring-headed knife raised high with a terrible sword wind seemed to be not ordinary soldiers in the army.

Zhuo Zangfeng had been identifying as the first assassin, and he originally wanted to shoot the leader, but at the moment he had no arrows in his pocket, and he was slightly disappointed. He looked around and suddenly noticed that the man in black was following him.

This person was tall and had long hair, and although he was covered with a black scarf and couldn't see his appearance clearly, Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't forget it.

The man in black who shouted and commanded the assassins to rush over turned out to be Liu Daci.

Liu Daci at the time of living in Fengshan. (To be continued.) )