The night is dark and the wind is high, the residual lights are dim, and the city of Xiangyang under the curfew is cold and solemn.

One, two, three......

From the darkness, several black shadows emerged, like ghosts, and floated into the Pingwang Mansion.

At this time, in the Pingwang Mansion, there were more sergeants patrolling back and forth than usual. The 500 people sent by Zhang Da are still very loyal.

Suddenly, a firelight ignited from somewhere, and then, two, three ......, and the Pingwang Mansion was once again in chaos. The ladies who fell asleep and were awakened were crying one after another.

"Quickly protect Feifeng Tower!"

The guards in the palace are still in danger. While putting people around to extinguish the fire, while encircling Feifeng Tower, people went to surround Feifeng Tower.

Why?

But it was King Ping who was on the Feifeng Tower, singing and drinking with a group of singers!

The cold light flashed and disappeared.

Then, several sergeants clutched their necks and fell in pain, and in an instant, a thin plum blossom needle pierced their throats.

"There are assassins!"

Finally, someone screamed.

But when the words fell, I saw a few flashes of cold light, and a few more people fell to the ground.

In the faint lightning, several black shadows approached like lightning, and the strong wind hit the face, and the sergeants were knocked to the ground before they could parry.

Then, downstairs in Feifeng, the sergeants surrounded on all sides let out a painful shee

Recite.

It was perhaps the most ruthless killing they had ever suffered in their lives.

Boom!

A fierce palm force was issued, and the sergeant guarding the gate was shocked and flew away.

A certain man in black with a masked face, his palm power is like a dragon out of the valley, flying up and down, he is really a blocker.

In a splash of blood, two black shadows swept lightly, and in an extremely elegant posture, they tapped the heads of the sergeants and went up to the second floor.

The two swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the snow-white sword light played the most poignant swan song in the world.

No one can block the joint blow of the two. From the second floor to the ninth floor, it is really a god who kills a god, and a Buddha who kills a Buddha.

"You are a generation of princes, and let me go!"

A sword rested on King Ping, who was trembling with fear, and his face was covered, and the man's demeanor was also remarkably extraordinary.

"Spare your life!"

At this time, how can King Ping have the majesty of weekdays? The joy of his hands just now seems to have become so unreal.

"Hmph, such a person still wants to fight for the world! Really, it's beyond my means! ”

This is a woman's voice, soft and arrogant.

Needless to say, these two are Fang Zui and Mei Ruoxue. Fighting downstairs are the helmsmen of the beggar gang. This can indeed be regarded as the highest level of assassination by the beggar gang.

Which one is not a master of martial arts? Which one is not a chivalrous hero?

When they shoot together, in this world, I'm afraid that few can stop it. What's more, it was a sudden fatal blow in this dark night!

The corpse of the sergeant, poured a large piece. This is not a battle between battle formations, in such a close kill, they are truly melons and vegetables.

"Take it away!"

No longer talking to King Ping, Fang drunk lifted him up and jumped off the Feifeng Tower lightly.

I saw that he was like a chicken, and he clicked a few times on the eaves of Feifeng Tower, and he had already fallen to the ground.

Then, Mei Ruoxue slowly floated down like a fairy.

This scene stunned the other non-dead sergeants.

A whistle sounded.

Those black shadows suddenly withdrew their hands together, flew up, followed behind Fang Zui and his wife, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

It didn't take long for the fire in King Ping's Mansion to be extinguished after all.

It's just that in the house, there is no King Ping anymore. In the darkness, a group of sergeants knelt on the ground, waiting for their fate unknown to live or die.