The assassin's head flipped back, only to be hung upside down by the lonely, thin vertebrae, a blood-red and disgusting cavity against the snowy blue sky.

Before he had time to catch his breath, Fan Xian pulled out the long sword inserted in the snow with his backhand, shrunk his body into a ball with his feet, and retreated behind him with great speed. After his body shrunk into a ball, the area exposed to the air became smaller, and the gray-white uniform of the Inspectorate covered his whole body without any loopholes.

The sound of crossbows in the field rang loudly, as if Xihu Tiezheng was killed, but all of them shot around Fan Xian's body, his body was too fast, even the fast crossbow could not accurately stab him.

Occasionally, a few crossbow arrows were shot, but they could not pass through the body.

Fan Xian swept to the top of the city guarding crossbow, transported the remaining domineering true qi in his body, and lifted it up with his backhand!

How much power does this take?

The huge city crossbow rolled in the air and smashed into the two city crossbows next to it.

It was in this short moment that Fan Xian raised the tip of his backhand sword, and hit the reed string of the crossbow machine in the air, and at this time, the crossbow machine had already been wound and collapsed to the most critical moment.

The sword of the Son of Heaven sent by Wang Qinian for thousands of years is indeed a rare extreme treasure in the world.

Snipers all around were panicking. Roaring angrily, he rushed towards Fan Xian, but ignored the issue of the crossbow guarding the city.

A series of heart-wrenching sounds rang out on the top of the snow-capped mountain. With three loud bangs, the crossbows of the city guard smashed together, and suddenly deviated from the direction, and a reed string had been cut off by Fan Xian, and the all-metal crossbow arrow that had been charged for a long time finally shot out.

But not at the valley, but at the ground.

The powerful recoil force made the huge city guarding crossbow jump, raised the height of half a person, and directly pressed on the group of people who were chasing Fan Xian.

Crushed, a blur of flesh and blood. Stump and severed arm.

The two city-defending crossbows that were smashed could no longer control the strings on the crossbow machine, and they swished out twice, and the crossbow arrows had no direction at all. Shoot out!

Two sharp flashes of light flashed, and a crossbow arrow hit an old and cold tree, where could the trunk withstand such a strong force, the bark could not fly, and the hardwood was cut like tofu. A large hole was cut through it, and then it broke off from the part of the hole and fell down with a bang.

And the damage caused by another crossbow bolt is even more staggering. Directly through the bodies of the three snipers, directly piercing the three of them on the snow!

Blood flowed down the terrifying bolts into the snow, and the three snipers who had been skewered were unable to die for a moment, moaning and moaning.

There was a moment of chaos in the room.

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Taking advantage of the chaos, Fan Xian once again hid in the snow forest, leaning on the branches, panting heavily, and being careful not to let the blood behind him fall from the snow tree. Alarmed the snipers.

The other party has a crossbow in his hand, and if there is another group of crossbowmen at this time to surround Fan Xian, who is seriously injured, Fan Xian is not sure that he will survive.

And his task has been completed, the density of crossbow arrows in the snow forest has been reduced a lot, and the death of the three principals has made these ambushers feel cold and panicked, there is no one to command, and there is no suppressive effect of the three crossbows guarding the city, and the ground pressure on those black carriages in the valley is suddenly much less.

Fan Xian crouched on the trunk of the tree and listened to the movement of the mountain forest opposite, knowing that the shadow had already preempted him, and had already disturbed the camp on that mountain. The Ambush Army was distraught, and the Assassins in the six parts of the Overseer finally got their chance to play.

The people in the Supervision House naturally knew where the fighter was, and they didn't have to wait for the leader to give an order, they had already rushed out of the carriage, pulled out the black iron hammer beside him, dodged the crossbow rain that had become sparse, and sneaked into the mountains and forests in silence and anger.

They had already worn black official uniforms in the carriage, and like gray ghosts, they entered the snow forest, and began to snipe at any living life in the snow forest with their means and resentment.

A long-planned ambush crossbow battle finally turned into a hand-to-hand sniper battle in the mountains and forests under the desperate attack of the two strong men Fan Xian and Shadow.

There is no one in this world who is better at sniping than the Assassins of the Six Divisions of the Overseer.

Even the most powerful Qingguo army in the world, in the dense forest, in the close assassination battle, is not the opponent of the six places.

Listening to the eerie silence in the snow forest, listening to the occasional sound of a crossbow machine, the occasional sound of breaking snow, the occasional sound of an iron drill entering the belly, and the occasional scream......

Fan Xian knew that his subordinates had already occupied an absolute advantage, and the revenge slaughter was being carried out in an orderly manner, and the two hundred crossbowmen who ambushed the Supervision Yuan could no longer survive after causing heavy casualties to the Supervision Yuan.

His heart, which had been crumbling, finally relaxed.

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There was no living mouth, as Fan Xian had predicted, the swordsmen in the six places were extremely ruthless, and there was not a single living mouth left. Of course, this was not just because of the ruthlessness of the six crossbowmen, but at the end of the battle, the remaining two dozen crossbowmen committed suicide in unison.

Fan Xian stood on the snow, indifferently looking at the more than 20 corpses on the ground, looking at the faces of these corpses, and found that there was no sadness and panic on the faces of these people, only perseverance and loyalty.

Gyeongguk's Army...... Sure enough, it is the most powerful force in the world, and this kind of discipline and toughness, if it is placed on the battlefield, what kind of terrible force it should be.

Today, there were more than 30 officials of the Supervision Yuan on the black carriage in the valley, and only about 20 people were able to enter the snow forest alive, and just these 20 people sniped and killed more than 100 crossbowmen.

In the mountains and forests on both sides of the Snow Valley, under the dark trees behind the stones, there should still be many corpses whose blood has been frozen.

Fan Xian's heart was agitated, he coughed twice, coughed up some blood, slowly turned around, and looked at the bloody man on the ground.

This person was covered in blood, the eyeballs of one eye were broken by a dagger, as ugly as a deflated wine bag, his arms were neatly cut off, his left hand was a bloody hole, and his right hand was broken by the domineering true qi.

This is exactly one of the three masters before, who attacked Fan Xian from behind, and hugged Fan Xian fearlessly when he was dying. Unexpectedly, in the end, he became the only one among the snipers to survive.

Fan Xian walked to the person's side, slowly raised his foot, stepped on the person's face, and stepped on it twice, making him wake up.

The bloody man slowly woke up, swept around with a godless eye, and saw the bodies of the secret agents of the Supervision Institute and the brothers scattered in the forest around Fan Xian's body, and after a period of grief, he suddenly shot a begging look in his eyes, and said with pain: "Don't kill me, my lord, I am willing to ...... anything."

The meaning is a closed tooth sound.

Fan Xian used his hand like electricity, inserted his finger into this person's mouth, and with a forceful pull, the person's jaw was pulled off bloodily, and he could no longer close it, and even a few teeth were lost.

Fan Xian stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his hands in the snow beside him, and said, "Don't think about committing suicide, you are still useful to me...... Now that your hands are gone, and you can't shut your mouth, how can you be faithful to death?"

"Help him stop the bleeding and keep him alive. ”

Fan Xian instructed his subordinates beside him, and then slowly walked towards the snow valley under the mountain, all the way, coughing up blood all the way, and the blood on his back gradually flowed all the way.

Hong Changqing followed behind him and wanted to help him, but he stubbornly shook off his hand.

Hong Changqing's luck was good, he did not die under the crossbow rain today, but he was slightly injured in his left arm.

But the rest of the people in the Supervision Yuan did not have such good luck, and a total of more than 30 cronies who followed Fan Xian back to Beijing were about to receive half of them when they died, and those who were alive were all injured and weakened.

All the way to the valley. The officials of the Supervision Yuan along the way bowed slightly, which was a heartfelt respect for Lord Tisi, and everyone knew that there was no secret attack by Lord Tisi who was not afraid of death. Today, everyone in the Prison is afraid that they will all die in this valley.

The officials of the Supervision Yuan gradually gathered behind Fan Xian, dragging the only living mouth, back to the valley, beside the broken carriages.

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Fan Xian squatted beside his overturned carriage, pulling the broken wheel with his fingers, occasionally glancing at the dead coachman in the carriage, his face calm, not knowing what he was thinking, and he refused the request of the subordinates of the Supervision Yuan to treat his injuries.

Why?

The valley is full of dead corpses of state troops, which force has such courage. How dare you lay an ambush in a valley so close to Kyoto? Who has the strength to mobilize so many military masters, and even move the crossbow to defend the city!

The second suspicion in this sniper incident is the crossbow, and it takes time for the sniper to place the crossbow. It needs a lot of movement, why is the Kyoto garrison, which is responsible for the safety of Kyoto Shino, not even aware of it?

And what made Fan Xian feel the most chilling was why the other party was able to calculate the time of his return to Beijing so accurately, from Yingzhou to Weizhou, and he was suspicious. Let the Jiangnan Water Village release the fake wind, and then go all the way to the ...... If they wanted to snipe themselves, these troops would not dare to lie in ambush near Kyoto for too long. How can you time it so accurately?

What's even more terrifying is that although it is close to Kyoto, Fan Xian asked himself that he did not let down his vigilance, and released the spies from a distance of three miles, why did the spies get a report from the spies at the beginning that everything was normal? Didn't the spies find an anomaly in the valley until the shadows preemptively warned him......

Countless questions poured into Fan Xian's heart, especially in a certain aspect, which made him feel cold.

Today's bureau is completely different from the one in the Hanging Temple.

Today's game is a dead end, and there is no doubt that the other party has used such great strength and careful preparation. It is to kill yourself. If the eldest princess instructed Yan Xiaoyi to do it, it must be that great changes have taken place in Kyoto, and the other party would be so unscrupulous and dare to defy the emperor...... However, if there is real turmoil in Kyoto, even if there is no news from the palace, what about you?

Fan Xian thought a little gloomily, but what about you? Even if all the people in the world are frozen, but you...... There must be a way to inform yourself.

This is a contradictory proposition, if there is no chaos in Kyoto, then it cannot be explained, why the eldest princess and Yan Xiaoyi dare to ...... To do such a big thing. And if Kyoto is really in chaos, why didn't you get a warning?

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"Your Excellency, it's time to make a decision. A member of the Qi Nian group was covered with dry blood, and whispered in Fan Xian's ear, the people of the Qi Nian group followed Fan Xian for the longest time, so they spoke more directly, this person said in a deep voice: "Let's return to Weizhou, get in touch with Kyoto first, or go directly to Kyoto." ”

Fan Xian was silent, glanced at his subordinates who were not lightly injured, and knew that he had to make a decision immediately.

If there is really chaos in Kyoto, his party will be sent to death when they return to Beijing.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, looked at the outline of Kyoto Castle faintly visible outside the valley, and said indifferently and forcefully: "Fireworks order." ”

"Yes. ”

A smoke rocket rose from the snow valley, with a sharp roar and dazzling light, covering the snowy day and the bleak day.

This is a signal for the first level of the Supervision Yuan to call for help, and the entire Qingguo military and the Supervision Yuan system use this kind of signal. Therefore, Fan Xian didn't know whether the person who would go into the valley to pick him up was the military or the Supervision Yuan.

He hoped it was the former.

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I don't know how long it took, but a hurried sound of horses' hooves came from outside the valley, and the horses neighed. In the blink of an eye, a troop of about two hundred cavalry drove into the valley, these cavalrymen were brightly armoured, with swords and guns on their sides, and they were full of solemnity, but they did not even have time to fight the flag.

But in Fan Xian's eyes, not playing the flag is even more weird, at this time when he has just experienced a bloody assassination, he refuses to believe anyone.

The man in the lead was a middle-aged man of about thirty years old, with a solemn face, a short beard fluttering under his chin, and a sword at his waist, but his expression was solemn with a hint of puzzlement.

When he saw the mountains and valleys full of corpses and horses, as well as the carriages that were overturned everywhere, and the crossbow arrows that went deep into the cracks in the stones, the general's solemn expression was more than puzzled, and there was more infinite shock and hidden anger.

The general clenched his right fist and waved it up, shouting loudly: "Be on guard." ”

The two hundred cavalry behind him suddenly became vigilant and watched everything in the valley.

The man drove into the valley with a gloomy face, drove directly to Fan Xian, who was sitting next to the carriage, and turned over and got down in a very dashing manner.

Fan Xian coughed twice, looked at him and said, "What do you see?"

"Who did it?" said the general, gritting his teeth with murderous intent on his face.

Fan Xian lowered his head and suddenly said, "I didn't expect that the person who came was you...... There are no other generals in the Kyoto garrison? ”

The person who came was the second son of the Qin family, the current garrison of Kyoto, and the most popular military strength figure in the court, Qin Heng.

Qin Heng saw that Fan Xian was alive and could still speak, and knew that the enemies must have been cleared, so he relieved himself and sighed: "The first-level order for help from the Supervision Yuan, everyone in Kyoto knows that you are coming back soon, of course I guessed that it was you...... I'm scared to death, how dare I not come?"

He lowered his voice and laughed to himself: "If you die, we in Kyoto don't know how many people will accompany you to the funeral." ”

In fact, the moment he saw Qin Heng enter the valley, Fan Xian relaxed, since the Qin family still has the power of the Kyoto garrison, it means that the emperor is still in control of the army in Kyoto, and there should be no chaos in Kyoto.

But he still asked, "Is Kyoto okay?"

Qin Heng understood what he was worried about, shook his head and said, "The wind is calm. ”

Fan Xian lowered his head and said, "That...... It's weird. ”

Qin Heng also understood his words, if Kyoto was calm...... Who would dare to risk the wrath of the Son of Heaven to assassinate a dragon species?

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Fan Xian briefly told Qin Heng about today's events, Qin Heng was extremely shocked when he heard it, frowned and said, "These people are really wolves with immortal ambitions. ”

Fan Xian suddenly looked at him and asked, "You are in charge of the Kyoto garrison, which is so close to Kyoto in the valley." There is such a strong army...... How do you explain that?"

"Unexplainable. Qin Heng said directly: "This is our problem. ”

Fan Xian nodded.

Qin Heng said: "Go back, your injuries must be treated." He then sighed and said, "These people are so ruthless, your subordinates are all dead?"

"Nope. Fan Xian coughed twice, smiled and said, "My subordinates are waiting for you." ”

In the mountains and forests on both sides of the snow valley, more than a dozen secret agents of the Supervision Institute slowly walked out. With crossbows in their hands, they calmly and indifferently faced Qin Heng and the Kyoto garrison who were in charge of cleaning up the corpses in the valley.

Qin Heng's face changed slightly, and he said, "Why, don't believe me?"

"Who do you think I can trust now?" Fan Xian laughed mockingly, "Don't forget, I almost turned into a ghost before. ”

Qin Heng shook his head silently, and said helplessly: "If you think that using these little crossbows against me can make you feel more at ease, you can do it." He then frowned and said, "Otherwise, if I accompany you back to Beijing first, you may feel much safer, and the cleaning up of this valley will be done by the Kyoto garrison, which is originally our business." ”

The successor of the Qin family said calmly and seriously: "If it is really as you said. There are military forces interfering in this matter, believe me, our old Qin family will definitely help you get this justice. ”

Fan Xian shook his head. said: "No need, let's go together, I want to keep these corpses." ”

Qin Heng knew what kind of anger was hidden under Fan Xian's calm face, nodded, and looked at the dying but not yet dead sniper at Fan Xian's feet. He asked, "What about this living mouth?" I am afraid that His Majesty will personally interrogate him." ”

Fan Xian said expressionlessly: "All the dead people in this valley are mine, and the living are also my land. ”

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The corpse of the state army could not be ignored for the time being, and only the officials in charge of the Supervision Yuan were carried out. From the mountains and forests on both sides, the corpses of the dead snipers were also gathered in one place.

Fan Xian looked at the cold corpses of his subordinates, tilted his head slightly, glanced at the corpses of those ambushers again, and said softly: "The remains of my brothers should be taken care of, as for these people...... What are you doing dragging so many corpses? Chop off all my heads and take them back to Beijing. ”

Hong Changqing shouted on the side.

Qin Heng watched this scene from the side, frowning slightly, if nothing else. These corpses are also good sons in the army, although because of the dumping of the court, they became the murderers of the imperial court, and it is naturally not a pity to die, but Fan Xian's humiliation of the corpse still seems to make the young Zhuang general in the army feel a little uncomfortable.

Fan Xian didn't pay attention to Qin Heng's feelings next to him at all, and looked at his subordinates cutting off people's heads there with a hint of playfulness.

After everything was cleaned up, the remaining bloody corpses in the valley, horse corpses and broken carts, naturally had follow-up manpower from the imperial court to deal with them.

Half of the 200 Kyoto garrison cavalry dismounted, and carefully helped the bodies of the Inspectorate officials to their horses, while the wounded Inspectorate officials were put on their horses.

This was all Qin Heng's decision, and he knew that at this juncture, he had to do everything he could to appease Fan Xian's anger and appease the anger of the Supervision Yuan.

The Supervision Yuan and the military have always had a close relationship and a long-standing friendship, but because of the battle in this small valley, there will inevitably be a wound that will never be healed.

After Fan Xian also got on the horse, Qin Heng turned over and got on the horse, and said calmly beside him: "Have you thought about it, if it is really the military that wants to be unfavorable to you...... I could have killed you all at this point. ”

At this time, the crossbow arrows of the officials of the Supervision Yuan had been collected, and they were all seriously injured after the catastrophe, Qin Heng with two hundred cavalry, and he did have the confidence to say this.

Fan Xian didn't look at him either.

Behind the two of them were the horses that were hunching the bodies of the officials of the Supervision Yuan, and suddenly the corpses of the horses bounced up!

The corpse swept over the distance between the three horses like a ghost, and floated lightly behind Qin Heng, sitting on his horse, clinging to his chest and back, so intimate...... It's like his shadow.

Qin Hengda was shocked, but the long sword on his waist only had time to draw half of it, but he found that the person behind him blew lightly on the back of his neck—it was very cold.

Qin Heng knew that he was caught off guard and was restrained, with the incomparably terrifying skills of the person behind him, in such a situation, if the other party wanted to kill him, even if the Great Grandmaster Ye Liuyun came, it would be impossible to save himself.

The shadow behind him was dressed as an ordinary agent, dressed in a gray robe, with a bowed head and seemed to be dozing.

Qin Heng was silent, put his sword back into its sheath, and glanced at Fan Xian. Fan Xian didn't look at him, just looked at Kyoto in the distance with his eyes slightly narrowed.