Volume 7: Chaotianzi Chapter 134 Cangshan has snow and sword and frost (3)

The wind and snow flew rapidly, flying along the few vague figures, flying horizontally in the air in a clockwise direction, gradually connecting into countless lines, looking like the wool woven into a ball in the boudoir of a private house, or the cocoon silk spit out by the spring silkworms in the south of the Yangtze River, turning into a round ball, covering all the figures who were in a crisis inside.

This white snow ball was not stationary, but retreated towards the Taiji Hall behind the snow at a very fast speed, and I don't know what kind of thoughts the strong people inside used to ensure that those fast-spinning snow threads were not blown into a piece of snow by the strong wind.

Previously, when Wang Shisanlang and Begonia swept out of the Taiji Palace, they opened two doors, and the Taiji Hall at this time was like a giant beast composed of shadows, opening its mouth, ready to swallow the round and huge snowball into its belly, and it was dark inside.

It's just that the door of the temple is not fully open, and the mouth is too small, so when the snowball floats to the main gate of the Taiji Palace, the volume is even larger than the temple gate. The snowball quickly hit the door of the temple, but it was unusually strange that there was no sound, and the wooden doors carved with intricate ornaments were instantly destroyed by the killing intent carried by the snowball's roundness, and the battle intent was destroyed, and the deep scars into the wood were instantly generated, and they scattered like a withered and decayed body.

Ten thousand years of time may destroy everything so silently, but this thing composed of snow silk has also produced such a powerful effect, it should have been an incomparably weak snowflake, in the high-speed rotation, it became like countless sharp steel knives, cutting everything that existed in the space.

Such a terrifying effect. Naturally, it was because the Great Grandmaster in that space had already exerted his peak realm at this moment.

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The snowball broke through the air all the way, flew over the long imperial road, and crashed under the imperial platform, and the sound happened again, and with a bang, the snowball exploded, and the snowflakes sneered and shot out in all directions. The entire Taiji Hall that had been hit began to tremble timidly, and the girder showed no signs of breaking. However, the beautiful interior of the temple was all smashed into rubble!

Several figures shot out, Wang Shisanlang and Haitang fell into the debris, blood spurted wildly, and the arm of Shisanlang had already turned into a stranded silk of flesh and blood, and the meridians were broken.

The shadow of the last sword was stabbed, and a white robe was prostrate in front of the platform, blood all under the skull. Without moving, he didn't know life and death, and the sword he held in his hand was weakly held in his hand, and there was a blood stain left on the tip of the sword.

However, after all, this plain sword was not able to break through the blood barrier at the root of His Majesty the Emperor's thigh, in this case, the shadow stabbed out of the ground and killed a sword, obviously it had pierced into the flesh and blood of His Majesty the Emperor, but it was killed from outside the hall to the palace. The heavens and the earth shook, the wind and things moved everywhere, and the tip of the sword trembled and couldn't tremble even a little, and it couldn't move an inch, until it was finally shocked out of His Majesty's face, in vain!

During this time. His Majesty the Emperor relied on the true qi cultivation of Haohan Ruojiang Hai, and released his domineering momentum with the meaning of the royal road, suppressing several people in the entire space in the realm of harmony, in this field, His Majesty's mind is the code of all behavior, and no one can resist!

The bright yellow figure looked so dazzling on this messy imperial platform, and His Majesty still stood upright, without looking at the dragon chair that had turned into a pile of rotten wood behind him, and his face was pale. The hands that showed the outside of their sleeves trembled slightly. Although he was injured, he was still so invincible. Invincible.

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Crawling in front of the royal platform, a shadow like a dead fish suddenly moved, and he floated up like that, white clothes Ling Feng, blood dripping from the corners of his lips, and an extremely vicious sword stabbed at His Majesty's throat.

A stab missed, this was a matter of course, the shadow's face was pale, mixed with blood and water, and spit out a word: "Retreat!"

When he handed out the last sword, his people had already fled backwards at a rapid pace, and the first sword had not been able to kill His Majesty the Emperor, so he would never have a chance again today. Although the shadow is bent on avenging Chen Pingping, who was slashed by a thousand knives, he is an assassin after all, even if he has the most vicious eyes and the most stable mood among the four who entered the palace today, if he misses a blow, he will naturally drift back, he is just worried that the two seriously injured young masters will still fight with His Majesty the Emperor with their lives, so he shouted.

The sound of this word still fell, and the three figures in the Taiji Hall that had become a mess roared through the air, rushing towards the outside of the hall, and the most lightly injured begonia flowers fell at the rear, and the flower cloth cotton jacket was unfurled, turning into a flower shadow, blooming in the dark space in the hall.

The moment the flowers disappeared, the three powerhouses of the Nine Grades also disappeared from the Taiji Palace. His Majesty the Emperor still stood silently on the imperial platform, surprisingly did not pursue, as soon as the Strongest to Rigid realm came out before, the three strong men were seriously injured and could not recover, at this time escaping the main hall is already the end of the crossbow, if the emperor makes a move at this time, he must easily kill these three people.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't move, he just quietly lowered his head, spread his hands, felt the chill and pain coming from his neck, and looked at the flesh and blood on his chest, oozing out of the Ming Huang Dragon Robe

and the bloody hole at the base of his thigh.

The clear pain came into his mind from three places, making His Majesty the powerful Emperor a little stunned, how long has it been since I was injured? It was three years ago on Dadong Mountain, when facing the bitter lotus and the Sigu Sword, His Majesty the Emperor only consumed the Haohan True Qi and the supreme spiritual momentum that had been cultivated all his life, but today...... In the face of a few young people, I was actually injured?

The emperor stretched out his left hand and wiped it on his chest, looking at the blood on the white palm, frowning slightly, feeling tired uncontrollably, and asking himself in his heart for the first time, could it be that I am really old?

A palpitating chill flashed in his eyes, he knew very well the four people who shot today, An Zhi naturally didn't need to mention it, this kid was actually able to come out of the body sword qi today. The talent is diligent and really good, and the shadow has been following the old dog, but he has always hidden his existence in the space where the emperor exists, and the number one assassin in the world is really good.

As for the two closed disciples of Kuhe and Sigu Jiandi, His Majesty the Emperor is no stranger to it, although he has never seen the begonia blossoms, but he knows this Northern Qi holy woman by heart. Knowing the relationship between her and Fan Xian, His Majesty even had the idea of letting Fan Xian marry this woman. Wang Shisanlang...... The scene on Dadong Mountain back then made His Majesty the Emperor remember it in his heart. Appreciative.

In addition to the shadow, such an outstanding three young people will undoubtedly be the most amazing people in the world in the future, today's Emperor Qi Assassin, although defeated, but still defeated so vigorously, the emperor can't help but appreciate it. No murderous intent.

The emperor slowly walked out of the secluded Taiji Palace, walking step by step, slowly combing the domineering true qi that had begun to have traces of instability in his body, his face was indifferent, his eyes were extremely cold, and he quietly watched that the square of the imperial city had been successfully opened by Fan Xian and several people.

He didn't care how Fan Xian was able to open the palace gate under the noses of the forbidden army and the guards, nor did he worry about these thorns in his bones, and reminded him with youthful pride that his aging enemies would disappear into the sea of people.

"Kill them all. The Emperor commanded calmly. It was like narrating a common matter, so confidently and coldly decided the life and death of the young and powerful people who had just escaped from the palace, and then he took a brand-new, clean dragon robe from the hand of Eunuch Yao, who had just come to the entrance of the palace, and began to change clothes.

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The shadow retreats the fastest. He grabbed Fan Xian, who was in a semi-comatose in the snow, and snorted, forcing the mouthful of blood that surged up below, like a bird, floating towards the direction of the palace gate. Behind him, Wang Shisanlang followed behind in a strange manner, and the begonia flowers, who had already taken off his flowered cotton jacket and were dressed in plain single clothes, followed the back with a calm face.

At this time, all four of them were slightly or seriously injured, and it had become a difficult task to climb over the palace wall. I had to go to the palace gate. However, everyone knows. The palace gate opposite the Taiji Hall is the most heavily defended place in the entire imperial city. But the shadow broke through indifferently, still without a trace of hesitation, not because of Fan Xian's explanation, but also because he was from Dongyi City, and he knew what was the most in the sword house.

When the muffled sound sounded, the guards of the forbidden army of the imperial city finally knew that there were assassins in the palace today, but the desperate struggle in the snow inside and outside the palace started too fast and ended too quickly, when the four strong figures rushed to the palace gate, a part of the masters in the forbidden army were converging towards the corner tower of the imperial city, and the forbidden army left at the palace gate only came to organize the formation, like a big net.

However, when this net was first weaved, it was torn apart by the sword light that rose from Ling Tian, and the four sword lights that rose to the sky were born out of nowhere, and the forbidden army at the palace gate was in a big mess, the stumps flew wildly, the blood splashed wildly, and the screams were terrible!

The thirteen disciples of the Sword House in Dongyi City, except for a few people from the Fan Xian faction who protected Su Wenmao and Xia Qi enclave in the south of the Yangtze River, except for a few people who stayed in Dongyi City to settle the hearts of the army, a total of four Jiupin swordsmen came!

No one knows how these Nine Rank swordsmen sneaked into the palace secretly, but people know that the disciples of the Sword Lu shocked the world with killing intent, and carried out assassinations with the realm of Nine Grades, and no force in the whole world could resist except for the six places in charge of the shadow of the Supervision Yuan.

In just an instant, the forbidden army who could not react was killed, and the heavy palace gate was also opened a gap, in the angry howl of the forbidden army generals and guard squad duty, the four Jianlu disciples indifferently controlled the deep palace gate long road, and killed a very small space, supporting the four Fan Xian who escaped from the snow, from the direction of the Taiji Palace, like wisps of ghosts, flashed out of the gap in the palace gate, and rushed to the white and vast square in front of the imperial city.

Fan Xian received a finger from His Majesty the Emperor, his index finger was shattered, and his body was invaded by that powerful domineering true qi, if it weren't for the fact that the meridians in his body were different from ordinary people, and the cultivation was the same as Emperor Qing's true qi, I was afraid that under the finger of that heavy Dongshan, his whole person would be exploded.

But even though he survived, he still felt that countless holes had been born in the meridians, and inside and outside his body, like countless thin wires that had been burned red, were swimming in his body. His state of mind was sneering, the unbearable pain piercing into his mind, and the instinct of human self-preservation made it easy for him to pass out in such intense pain.

However, Fan Xian couldn't be unconscious, because he knew that he hadn't escaped from the palace alive. His somewhat blurred vision had already seen the clear and violent sword intent released by those few Sword House disciples, and his brows furrowed painfully. Because these Jianlu disciples were not arranged by him, he didn't think of dragging the Jianlu into this muddy water at all.

The shadow is a former minister of the Supervisory Yuan. Haitang is his woman, Thirteen Lang is his friend, and the three people who entered the palace today to assassinate him are all Fan Xiandi's personal relationship, after all, this is a battle with His Majesty's gentleman, and His Majesty can tolerate Fan Xian looking for these people to help, and he can guess. However, if Fan Xian used the power of Dongyi City or even Northern Qi, I am afraid that this matter will be more troublesome.

What's even more troublesome is the quiet outside the palace at this time, the square in front of the imperial city in the snow, it is quiet as if there is no one. When the four disciples of the Sword Lu also turned into shadows and escorted Fan Xian and the four of them to the snow in the square outside the imperial city with their swords, it seemed that the entire world could only hear the footsteps of their group, and it seemed so lonely.

This deathly silence is so eerie that anyone knows there's something wrong. Although Fan Xian did not mean to use the disciples of the Sword Lu. However, the road out of the palace he arranged was the same as the choice of Shadow, and it was also the main gate of the imperial city that no one would have thought of. The reason why he chose the main gate of the imperial city was also because Fan Xian had deduced in advance that he had entered the palace to negotiate with His Majesty, and the poisoning of He Zongwei in Kyoto should have broken out, and those civil officials would definitely come to complain. Those stubborn imperial historians would even kneel in the snow and exert endless pressure on His Majesty the Emperor.

This has been confirmed in Gonggong Yao's report last night, so at this moment, when Fan Xian and the others escaped from the main gate of the palace, they should have seen the officials with grief and anger on their faces, and heard the noisy discussions, Bai Xue had been trampled into a piece of mud, and the servants in the various mansions were hiding in the carriages in the streets and alleys in the distance, and the people who escaped from their line could take advantage of the chaos to escape, and even how Fan Xianlian robbed the carriages in the various mansions. They have already figured out a way out.

And yet nothing. Only the white expanse of the earth was really clean, and the only thing they could see was the footprints and faint shadows left by their own group on the snow. The only thing I could hear was my own heavy gasp.

Everyone noticed the anomaly, and the palace gate in the rear had been slowly closed again, and the guards of the Forbidden Army inside were very surprisingly not pursued. However, the shadow still had an indifferent face, and flew forward, knowing that there was something strange at the moment, knowing that this might be a trapping beast situation, but what else could everyone do?

The square in front of the imperial city is extremely majestic and spacious, it once accommodated 100,000 people during the military parade, three years ago there was a rebellion in Kyoto, Qin and Ye led the army to besiege the palace, and tens of thousands of troops were assembled here. And today, on the thick snow, I can only see this group of people who have worked hard to kill people from the palace, and they look so lonely and pitiful.

There was a series of slight noises from behind the right side of this lonely team, and the sporadic battles at the corner tower of the imperial city seemed to be over, and the spies and assassins who had been planted by the Northern Qi people in Nanqing for the longest time had probably been swept away by the forbidden army, but at this time, two figures fell from the vermilion palace wall at the corner tower!

The imperial city is extremely high, and the speed at which the two figures fell was extremely fast, seeing that they were about to fall into the snow and fall into the end of a broken bone and die, but unexpectedly they listened to a loud cry in the air, and a figure with a scimitar on his waist rushed out, which seemed to be chaotic on the palace wall, but in fact, it was so wonderful that it was slashed, and each knife was cut down, leaving deep traces on the vermilion newly restored palace wall.

That man wielded a pair of scimitars, which were extremely strong and could still maintain his body in the air, while the other man was obviously weaker in cultivation, and could only use the sword in his hand to insert the iron chain of the hilt of his companion.

It was just a few ups and downs, and the two figures fell heavily under the palace wall, and the burly strong man, who was not injured, grabbed his partner and ran towards the middle of the snow, looking at the whereabouts, it seemed that he was going to meet Fan Xian and his party.

These two people are the few remaining Nine Rank masters in Northern Qi, one of them is the closed disciple of Master Kuhe, the first master of the Northern Qi Palace, Wolf Tao, and the other is He Daoren!

At this time, Fan Xian and his party had already rushed to the middle of the vast snow, and suddenly found that there were suddenly more inexplicable companions, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

In order to cooperate with Fan Xiandi's actions. The little emperor of Northern Qi was willing to let his two most powerful generals sneak into Nanqing, which is really a lot of blood, but when Lord Wolf Tao first entered Kyoto, he didn't have time to give full play to his true skills, and only had time to cooperate with the spies in the potential palace, and used the crossbow to defend the city with a sword, and then he could only watch the assassination in front of the Taiji Hall start and end.

Hero short of breath. It is nothing more than this, and his body is cultivated into a pure and thick wolf peach. He didn't even cut off a knife to Emperor Qing, and was forced to flee from the imperial city by the forbidden army, and He Daoren around him was even injured in the foot, and he was only lifted in his hand.

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"Don't run. Fan Xian, who had been held by the shadow in his hand, looked at the wolf peach that was gradually about to meet in one place, and said indifferently, his pupils shrank slightly. In the bottom of his heart, he was not only surprised, but also had a ridiculous anger, why did the people in the world always think that they could cooperate with everything they wanted to happen? Whether it was the appearance of the disciples of Jianlu or the wolf peach, Fan Xian's heart was cold, he had arranged things for so long, planned things for so long, but at this moment, he suddenly lost his foundation, so he couldn't help but feel sad.

What makes Fan Xian even more sad is the quietness of this Tiandi Square. The group gathered in the snow in the middle of the square, not very far from the houses in front of them, and even closer to the T-junction in front of them, but everyone knew that there must be some unknown danger waiting for them in those places.

Fan Xian was defeated again in the hands of Emperor Laozi, and he was defeated, while the two Northern Qi people, the disciples of Jianlu and Wolf Tao, appeared. He didn't know that His Majesty the Emperor had issued an order to kill in the palace, and he didn't know that his mental battle could not succeed after all, and there was a faint exhaustion in his eyes.

The shadow stopped silently, and in this piece of wind and snow, Begonia wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, smiled slightly, walked to Fan Xian, who was sitting in the snow, squatted and said, "I said a long time ago, like you at both ends." I want to obey my brother's love and not go against my sister-in-law's wishes. It's a naïve idea. ”

"I just want to kill a few fewer people, it's a personal matter after all. Fan Xian smiled very reluctantly. Sitting in the snow, feeling the chill of ice and snow coming from under his buttocks, he said: "If the shamelessness is extreme, there will be 10,000 people to worship." It's just that I can't do it, otherwise how could I have made such a show in the palace today?"

Wang Shisanlang walked to his side with his bloody arms slumped, and said in a shady voice: "At least you tried, although you failed, it was good." ”

Fan Xian spat a mouthful of blood on the snow beside him, gasped and said, "But I'm really afraid of death." Having said that, his eyes shone with a very rare serene and peaceful light.

"Looks like you don't like my presence very much. Wolf Tao walked up to Fan Xiandi and said calmly: "It's just your personal vendetta, in fact, it's also the personal vendetta of our people, so my arrival has nothing to do with you...... Of course, I must admit that for the first time, I found out that this kind of thing has nothing to do with martial arts cultivation, and in this matter, I seem a little incompetent. ”

Wolf Tao glanced at his junior sister Begonia Duoduo, frowned at Fan Xian and said, "If Duoduo is willing to tell me your plan, maybe today's ending will be different." ”

"Oh, the end may have been predestined a long time ago, and people have to believe in their fate...... However, if you can carry me out for a while, I won't say you're incompetent. Fan Xian smiled miserably, looked at Wolf Tao and said.

In such a white and quiet snowfield, this group of assassins who concentrated the strength of the most elite powerhouses such as today chatted casually in the middle of the snow, and no one seemed to think that once Qingguo's powerful and terrifying state apparatus began to besiege and kill, who would be able to escape?

The countless forbidden troops on the imperial city turned into layers of black lines, bows and arrows in hand, staring coldly at those assassins in the snow under the city, ready to shoot arrows at any time. Gong Dian squinted his eyes and stood in the middle, looking at the people in the snow, his heart was a little heavy, and he didn't know why Lord Xiao Fan could still laugh at this time.

At the same time as Fan Xian and the others were talking, the situation in the square in front of the imperial city had already changed, and there were many crossbow arrows and bows and arrows poking out of those seemingly ordinary residential buildings, and the arrows shining with cold light were like dense killing grass, aimed at the group of people in the middle of the snow!

And at the nearest T-junction, the horse's hooves sounded like thunder. More than 2,000 elite cavalrymen in iron armor sealed the place of death, leaving no passage to use.

Who can survive the arrows? Iron cavalry charge, where can the physical body resist? Everything seems to have come to a dead end, and there is no change that can change the occurrence of all this, delaying the arrival of death.

Fan Xian squinted slightly, looking at the mighty cavalry at the T-junction. Looking at the cavalry team in front of the army, Ye Zhong looked at the terrifying arrows on the two-story house. Looking at the dozens of ascetics wearing hats, extremely indifferent, but extremely fanatical in their hearts, he couldn't help but sigh when he walked out of the houses and gradually approached the middle of the snow.

It was his arrangement that began in those houses. And the Supervision Yuan cooperated with the black cavalry everywhere, and it was along the Zhengyang Gate all the way to the T-junction that the rebel cavalry brigade was cut off alive, and Qin Heng was nailed alive in front of the imperial city, so that the old Qin family would be cut off from their grandchildren.

And today, His Majesty the Emperor's arrangement is also like himself three years ago, blocking any way of his life, it really seems that history is repeating itself, and I don't know if there is such a thing as retribution in the dark.

Encirclement and reinforcements. Luring the enemy out of the cage and sweeping away all the forces that dare to resist themselves in one fell swoop, this is a routine that His Majesty the Emperor has long been accustomed to, but Dadong Mountain Zhuyu is in front, what is this kind of battle today? It's just that no matter how the usual routine, under the support of the strong strength of Qingguo. There is still no one who can break the temple of His Majesty the Emperor.

"There's really nothing new. Fan Xian's eyes were a little dilated, and the blood muttered vaguely, and then very simply tilted his head, fainted in the arms of the begonia flowers, today he fought with Emperor Qing several times, and finally forced out the fingertip sword qi, but still could not match the supreme true qi of His Majesty the Emperor, and was crushed by a finger, the loss of spiritual true yuan had already reached the time when the oil ran out of lamps, and he could endure until this time before fainting. It's already a great character.

Footsteps around the square sounded slowly and steadily. The sound of horses' hooves did not slow down a little, and I don't know how many elite soldiers of Qingguo approached from all sides of the square. Gradually, the middle of the snow was included in the arrow's range, and the dozens of ascetics wearing hats stood in front of the army, looking at these people indifferently, if the long arrow attack could not completely destroy the assassins, it was naturally the time for the iron riders and ascetics to go to the field.

At this time, among the group, except for the four strong people of Wolf Tao and Jianlu, there was no one intact, and in the face of such a powerful force suppression, everyone knew that they would not be able to escape at all. However, they have already entered the level of the ninth grade, except for Fan Xian, these people have already looked down on life and death, and no one has a trace of fear on their faces.

Wolf Tao and the four sword powerhouses glanced at each other, each understood what they should do, nodded slightly, and then the first master of the Northern Qi Palace looked back at the begonia flowers with pity, and found that the little junior sister did not have any parting and sad emotions on her face, just quietly hugged Fan Xian and smiled slightly.

Wolf Tao also smiled, looked at Fan Xian in Haitang's arms, shook his head and exclaimed: "At this time, he actually fainted so simply, how can people disobey him?"

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His Majesty the Emperor, who had changed into a clean dragon robe, walked up the stone steps of the imperial city in silence, and the soldiers of the forbidden army who passed by all the way bowed their knees one after another, and none of them dared to look directly at the bright yellow color. Eunuch Yao followed the emperor closely, and suddenly heard the emperor ask in a deep voice, "Why haven't you moved yet?"

"This ......" Eunuch Yao chuckled in his heart, not knowing how to respond. Of course, he knew that His Majesty the Emperor had hated Lord Xiao Fan to death at this time, but he knew better that His Majesty had also pampered Lord Xiao Fan to the bone over the years, especially after the death of His Royal Highness the Second Prince, His Majesty cherished Lord Xiao Fan, and everyone in the entire palace knew that if he had ordered ten thousand arrows to be fired at once, if Lord Xiao Fan died in the chaos of arrows like this, he didn't know how to explain to His Majesty.

Especially when His Majesty went to the Imperial City at this time, it made Gonggong Yao feel terrified, if it was just to besiege and kill those assassins outside the palace, His Majesty's arrangement was completely sufficient, why bother to come and see it in person? I'm afraid that I still don't want to give up in my heart......

"I want to see that rebel die before my eyes. The emperor didn't know if he could see what Eunuch Yao was thinking, so he said indifferently: "Release the arrow." ”

The Son of Heaven saw that the horse was difficult to chase, and he released the arrow, so when His Majesty the Emperor was still walking on the wide stone steps to ascend the imperial city. The arrows in the hands of the sergeants around the square were released, densely packed, and thousands of arrow feathers whistling through the wind, like cockroaches, covered the sky and sheltered the sun, and shot directly at the snow in the middle of the square.

If Fan Xian was in good condition at this time, perhaps he could rely on the mental method that he had just comprehended. swept straight for dozens of feet, dodging this dense rain of soul-devouring arrows. However, he had passed out, and no one in the world could escape a rain of arrows.

At the moment before Qingjun sent the arrow, Wolf Tao shouted violently, his eyes were fierce, and he grabbed Fan Xian's body in Begonia's arms, grabbed the subway chain between the two scimitars with one hand, and danced the two scimitars into an impenetrable knife light. Bravely rushed towards the nearest ascetic!

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Emperor Qing stepped on the imperial city with slow steps, wearing a dragon robe bright and yellow, his hands behind him were extremely stable, without a trace of trembling, his eyes were slightly deep, extremely indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

He looked at the blood-red color on the snow in front of the imperial city, and the feathered arrows scattered on the ground. didn't move in the slightest, his eyes shifted slightly, and then he saw Fan Xian, who was protected by everyone and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his brows furrowed slightly.

There was a dense rain of arrows, and the four strong men of the Sword House were guarding in all directions. With the strong cultivation of the nine grades, weaving a sword net, the rest of the people are protected in the sword net, I don't know how many arrows have been broken and broken, but after all, the manpower is sometimes poor, which is different from the time when the master of the three stones was shot to death by random arrows outside Kyoto, today's Kyoto, there are tens of thousands of arrows, like rain falling on the earth, who can not get wet. Who can not die?

After the rain of arrows. The four strong men of the Sword House had already been hit by several arrows, but they were still standing in all directions. There was blood flowing on his body, and I don't know if these disciples who had inherited the violent and ruthless intent of the Sigu Sword would fall down in the next moment.

And He Daoren at the edge of the sword net has already been shot into a hedgehog, and he can't die anymore, thinking about how beautiful this nine-rank master of Northern Qi was back then, and today in front of the powerful imperial power, he is so vulnerable.

No matter how powerful an individual is, before a prosperous dynasty, he is still as helpless as an ant, unless this person is already so powerful that he is not human, such as a great grandmaster.

The rain of arrows stopped, and the wolf peach covered in blood also retreated, he had intended to protect Fan Xian and rush out, but after all, there was no way to break through the dense rain of arrows, and the two soul-devouring scimitars still had to retreat after killing the two ascetics, and there were two arrows that were deep into the bones on his right shoulder, and blood flowed down.

Haitang glanced at him, Wolf Tao didn't turn around, and said silently: "Your Majesty has an order, you must let him live." ”

At this time, everyone was injured and died, although they were all strong people who could dominate one side, but from the beginning, they could not condense into a rope and bravely break through, because looking at the formation of the Qingguo Imperial Court, from the beginning, there was no possibility for them to live.

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The emperor calmly looked at the bloody scenes under the city, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "Go on." ”

At the moment when the assassination of the Taiji Hall ended, His Majesty the Emperor finally felt relieved, and the invisible shackles that pressed on him were freed, so he returned to his former self-confidence and calm elegance, and began to arrange all this in an orderly manner.

After Dadongshan, no, more prepared to say that after the incident in the Taiping Courtyard more than twenty years ago, the great Emperor Qing was most afraid of the young man covered in black cloth and the disappearing box.

And Emperor Qing in the Taiji Hall has forced Fan Xian to a dead end, but the box still did not appear, Wuzhu still did not appear, Emperor Qing's last vigilance finally disappeared without a trace, he can finally be sure that the box is not on Fan Xian's body, at least not on Fan Xian's body now, and the old five...... Presumably trapped in the temple and never able to get out.

The emperor squinted slightly, looking at the dying and struggling powerhouses under the imperial city, but there were no big waves in his heart, just as Fan Xian thought before, Dadong Mountain was like that, not to mention these little people of the nine grades at the moment? The emperor did not have the slightest smug emotion in his heart, because such a trivial matter could not make him proud at all, he just looked at Fan Xian who did not know life and death from a distance, and a faint feeling of exhaustion arose in his heart.

With the military order on the imperial city, the elite of Qingguo, who surrounded the entire square, raised the longbow in their hands again, and the steady arrow was once again aimed at the strong men covered in blood in the snow. They didn't know who these Assassins were, they only knew that as long as the arrows in their hands were released, no matter how powerful they were, they would only die.

Maybe some military generals or smart sergeants guessed the existence of Xiao Fan and saw his existence, and their hearts trembled a little, because Fan Xian's existence in Qingguo was originally a legend, but this kind of legend was about to be killed by his own hands, as long as he was from Qingguo, he was afraid that he would be shaken.

Just like Ye Zhong at the T-shaped intersection, Shi Fei after the archers, and the palace on the imperial city, these three Qingguo military officers all had a faint sadness in their hearts at this moment.

However, the king's order was difficult to disobey, and the military order was difficult to disobey, and all the sergeants still raised their longbows in their hands and aimed at that side.

The Emperor's eyes narrowed even more.

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However, the emperor didn't find it, no one could find out, on the top of the Star Picking Tower, which was a little far away from the Imperial City Square, there was also a person who was aiming at him above the Imperial City.

The Star Picking Tower is the third tallest building in Kyoto, and it was originally used by astronomical officials to observe the stars, but later Miss Ye entered Beijing and rebuilt a stargazing platform on the mountain outside Kyoto, so that this Star Picking Tower was gradually abolished, and no one would pay attention to it except for the servants who cleaned it daily.

In the cold snow of the first month of the twelfth year of Qingli, there was a thin man who was crawling on the roof of the Star Picking Tower, and a huge white precious fur fur covered his body like this, and together with the white snow on the roof of the surrounding building, it covered the color of the Tsing Yi little clothes he was wearing.

This person is very well hidden, and under the cover of the wind and snow, it seems to be blended with the snow-covered roof of the Star Picking Tower.

In front of the precious white fur, there was a cold metal tube sticking out, it was the heavy sniper who had bombarded Yan Xiaoyi on the meadow!

The person under the white fur took a breath of hot air, warmed his stiff palm, reattached his eyes to the optical sight, adjusted his breathing, and used his true qi to restore his somewhat nervous heartbeat, fixing the vision in the mirror on the imperial city, His Majesty the Emperor.

The imperial city is very far away, but the emperor is close in front of him, this feeling is very familiar to him, and he can adapt to this environment today, because the snow in Cangshan at night is actually more difficult to endure than the snow in Kyoto today.

The muzzle of the gun under the fur fur moved slightly, and after making the last adjustment, the finger touched the cold metal steadily, without trembling at all, pausing for a moment, and then gently slashing.

A soft click, then a muffled thud, then a thunderclap, and finally a strange whine that tore through the air, and beautiful and terrifying sparks erupted.

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