Chapter 66

At this time, the battle in the pavilion had already begun, and the number of black-clothed assassins was not large, but they were all masters of cultivation, and the royal guards brought by Yin Rou could not stop them at all, and some of the assassins had already entered the main room of the pavilion where Yin Rou was.

The main room was divided into two floors, and the room where Yin Rou lived was located in the middle of the second floor, and now, under the protection of Xiao Min, Ai Jia, and more than a dozen personal guards, she had left the room and retreated to the innermost end of the corridor.

In the corridor, there are hundreds of palace guards waiting for them, and as far as the eye can see, the narrow corridor is crowded with people, and the dense pressure is full of people.

The sound of fighting downstairs was getting closer and closer, and the guards' nerves were getting tighter and tighter, and their eyes were looking at the stairs.

Whew, smm, smm!

Suddenly, several black shadows rushed up the stairs, all of them were covered in spirit armor, and the weapons in their hands were also spirit soldiers.

The palace guards were not weak, but they were still much worse than the Lingwu masters, and when they saw the enemy rushing up, a hundred guards rushed up and attacked the other party.

They came up fast and fell faster, and in the blink of an eye, several guards were swept by the spiritual waves sent by the other party, blood splattered three feet, and their heads were in different places.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and rushing forward will only die faster.

Gu Yue, who was mixed in the crowd, shouted loudly: "Don't fight in close combat, open the distance, and release arrows!"

He shouted exhausted, but no one listened to his command, and the palace guards were quite afraid of death, and still rushed forward to kill regardless of it.

Hundreds of palace guards, not to mention hurting their opponents, didn't even stick to the assassin's side, they were knocked to the ground one after another, some were killed on the spot, some were seriously injured, and in an instant, most of the hundreds of guards fell, and the rest couldn't stop each other.

The six assassins, as fast as arrows off the string, rushed through the corridor as if they were in a no-man's land, rushing straight towards Yin Rou at the end of the corridor.

Gu Yue and Ai Jia glanced at each other, turned their hearts sideways, and rushed forward.

The two of them knew very well, not to mention six assassins, it would be difficult for the two of them to fight an assassin even if they worked together, but now at a critical juncture, they couldn't manage so much, and their responsibilities were to grit their teeth even if they were sent to death.

The two of them both took out their knives, with the crisp sound of the long time, the knives of the two were framed, and they didn't wait for the recruitment, each with a heavy kick in the chest, the two of them were like kites with broken strings, and their bodies flew backwards backwards, until they hit the wall to stop, and they plopped twice, Gu Yue and Ai Jia fell to the ground, each squirting a mouthful of blood, weak and unable to stand up.

The two commanders were knocked down by the other party without even taking a single photo, which shows the strength of these assassins.

Xiao Min protected Yin Rou behind her, she held the spiritualized steel sword, and asked sharply, "Who are you? Why did you assassinate Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

No one answered, no one even looked at her, and the eyes of the assassins were focused on Yin Rou behind her.

They were like wolves seeing a lamb, and their eyes shone with a terrifying light, and the six Assassins slowly pressed forward.

"Kill—"

Yin Rou's dozen personal guards couldn't hold their breath anymore, and they all swung their swords to meet them. The cultivation of these personal guards is good, and they are also the last line of defense by Yin Rou's side, but there is still a big gap compared to the assassins, only four of the six assassins blocked them, and the other two continued to press towards Yin Rou.

Xiao Min used his spiritual energy, volleyed out a heavy sword, and the spirit wave roared out, and the two assassins fell down, easily dodging, and at the same time, the two of them were close to each other on the left and right, and the two knives stabbed Xiao Min's left and right weaknesses.

Xiao Min returned his sword to block, the opponent's knife was barely standing, but its momentum was too great, she couldn't resist it, her body involuntarily retreated again and again, and before her body could stabilize, an assassin jumped in front of her like a spirit monkey, waved his arm continuously, and slashed three times.

Xiao Min tried his best to parry, but he was so embarrassed that he could no longer get out, and was entangled by the assassin.

Finally, the Assassin walked up unhindered and stood still in front of her.

At such a close distance, looking at the assassin face to face, Yin Rou could even smell the strong smell of blood coming from the other party, she was terrified to the extreme, but the dignity of the princess made her unable to show any fear, she pretended to be calm, her eyes met the assassin's cold eyes without fear, and her pointed chin was slightly raised.

Yin Rou is very beautiful, her beauty is the kind of beauty that people can't ignore and be attracted to it unconsciously, especially now when she is strong on the surface and afraid on the inside, that fragile beauty can make any man's heart ache, even if it is a stone heart, it can be turned into a finger twist.

The knife in the assassin's hand was raised high, but Yin Rou on the other side did not cut it down.

Seeing his expression, but his gaze gradually deepened, he slowly raised his other hand and stroked it towards Yin Rou's cheek.

His palms were covered with thick spirit armor, and there were blood dripping down from them, those were the blood of the guards.

Yin Rou watched, almost gagging away, but she didn't hide.

As the Assassin's hand was about to touch her cheek, she felt a jolt of the Assassin's body, and then the Assassin's head slowly lowered.

Following his line of sight, Yin Rou suddenly saw a pitch-black scimitar sticking out of the assassin's lower abdomen.

Of course, it is impossible for a human stomach to grow a knife, which is a knife that pierces from the back of the waist and sticks out of the front abdomen.

Yin Rou was startled, and hurriedly covered her small mouth, covering the cry she was about to shout.

Only then did she see an additional person behind the Assassin, a spirit warrior covered in black spirit armor and armed with a long scythe.

When he appeared, and how he came out of the knife, Yin Rou didn't see it clearly, as if he had been standing behind the assassin.

Airplanes!

The black-armored warrior slashed the scythe in his hand, directly throwing the assassin's body into the air, and then swung the scythe in his hand, and with a crisp click, the assassin was cut in two by the blade, and scarlet blood scattered from the air, splashing Yin Rou's face all over his body.

Without looking at the corpse he had cut off, his eyes covered with black mist looked directly at Yin Rou, perhaps because of the obstruction of the mist, his eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion.

Yin Rou shuddered, put the little hand covering Sakura's lips downward, and said in a trembling voice, "Tang ...... Tang Yin!"

She hadn't seen Tang Yin wearing spirit armor, but she could feel that the strange and terrifying spirit warrior in front of her was Tang Yin, there was no reason, just pure feeling.

That's right, except for Tang Yin, no one's spirit armor can be so completely black, and the black seems to be a part of the dark night.

Tang Yin didn't answer, handed the scythe to his right hand, stretched out his left arm, hugged Yin Rou's slender waist, and then ran straight towards the assassin who was fighting Xiao Min.

Before anyone arrived, the knife came first, and a heavy knife from above cut through the air and made a piercing whistling sound.

The assassin was quick to react and hurriedly parried with his sword.

There was only a click in the ear chakra, followed by a muffled rumbling sound.

It turned out that the force of his knife was too great, and the wooden plank under the assassin's feet could not withstand the pressure and broke, causing his entire body to sink and fall to the first floor.

Tang Yin did not pursue, and threw a spiritual wave downward in the air, regardless of whether he hurt the other party or not, he hugged Yin Rou to meet the other assassins.

His addition invisibly upset the balance between the two sides, and the four Assassins immediately appeared passive and were forced to retreat.

At this moment, the sound of people outside the hotel was boiling, the sound of horses' hooves was everywhere, and only people could vaguely hear people shouting and neighing, and it was chaotic into a pot of porridge.

You don't have to look to guess that the guards in the city have arrived. The four Assassins looked at each other, then retreated in unison.

Their actions were decisive and neat, judging that with the current situation, it would be even more difficult to kill Yin Rou again, and if they delayed, the soldiers outside would only gather more and more, even if their cultivation was profound, in the end, they were afraid that they would end up trapped and captured.

They wanted to run, Tang Yin didn't want to let them go, he let go of Yin Rou and chased after him quickly.

In terms of cultivation alone, the other party is not below him, and his speed is not inferior to him, but Tang Yin's shadow drift is too weird, especially in the dark night, almost unlimited.

He flashed behind one of the Assassins in a shadow drift, and raised his scythe in his hand and slammed it down with all his might.

The Assassin was caught off guard, and the idea of dodging had just crossed his mind when the scythe was near.

Click!

The blade of the knife smashed solidly, and the spirit armor behind the assassin turned into pieces like a broken mirror, and at the same time, his entire body flew forward with the force.

The assassin fell more than five meters away before his body hit the ground, and before he could get up, a mouthful of blood spurted out first.

Tang Yin stepped forward with an arrow, pressed the scythe in his hand downward, pressed against the opponent's neck, and said in a cold voice, "Don't move, unless you want your head to move!" As he spoke, he looked at the other three assassins.

In the moments of delay, the other three Assassins had already climbed over the courtyard walls of the pavilion and disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that your companions have abandoned you!" Tang Yin snorted coldly as he looked down at the assassin on the ground. "Tell me who you are, and who is the person who showed you, I can consider not killing you, or even letting you go!"

"Haha!" The assassin suddenly laughed, he was hit hard by Tang Yin, he was hit hard, knowing that he couldn't escape, he shouted frantically: "Tang Yin, you dog loyal to Zhanhua, your time won't be too long!" After speaking, his eyes gradually lost their charm, and the spirit armor on his body also vaporized.

Zhanhua is the name of the king of the Wind Country, and no one in the Wind Country dares to call the king's name and surname.

Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the assassin's eyes were already dead to ashes, and the spirit armor on his body had already dispersed, revealing a black bodysuit.

"Damn!" he cursed in a low voice, squatted down, pinched the assassin's neck, the other party's pulse stopped beating, the warm body was getting cold, Tang Yin ripped off the face towel on his face, at this time, black blood flowed from the corner of the assassin's mouth, and his face was flushed with a layer of blue, which was a sign of poisoning.

It was inconceivable for Tang Yin that a cultivator with such a profound cultivation was willing to commit suicide by taking poison.

The assassin died without explaining anything, and Tang Yin knew nothing about his identity or who he was instructed by, and this result drove him crazy.