"Go and save the prefect, he's in the backyard."

The Pei Governor in front of him no longer had the calm and calm he had before, and when he was dying, his big round face, which was as pale as snow, turned red like a miracle.

"I'm a fake, do you know? The assassin is now assassinating the real prefect, and he is in danger. ”

Chen Ping's eyes were slightly cold.

I cursed in my heart...... Can there still be trust between these people?

His mind turned, and he immediately understood what was going on.

The Pei Governor's Mansion in front of him should be a stand-in and a bait.

And he and Han Xiaoru are meat shields, and their main task is to fight the assassin to the death.

Create opportunities for Shang Yinzhang and Pei Zixing and others......

The abacus is clanging, this is.

But I didn't expect that the assassin would play his cards out of common sense, playing here and there.

[Phantom Heart Sword] may not have found out about the true or false prefect, or maybe he was thinking of assassinating the family members in the mansion to mobilize protective forces, and then find an opportunity to assassinate.

Really good assassins, that's all like that...... Attacking it unprepared, striking the grass and startling the snake, luring the snake out of the hole, encircling Wei to save Zhao and other strategies are used very smoothly, which is not so strange.

Those assassins who only know how to punch and rush with their brains are probably dead long ago.

But in this way, the true prefect can no longer hide.

Then, there was a tragedy.

The assassin may have eyes, but the sword in his hand does not have eyes, and if he kills indiscriminately, he will kill the prefect.

Chen Ping glanced at the fake prefect with a strange look in his eyes.

I admired your righteousness before, it turns out that you are the son of the Pei family, a well-prepared substitute for the dead.

The Dali Dynasty has to owe you a little golden man, and he acts more like the real prefect.

……

"Why don't you go yet?"

The fake prefect was so anxious that beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

As if he had discovered that Chen Ping and Han Xiaoru's faces were wrong, his heart sank and he suddenly turned his head to look.

Through the small window behind the side of the study, through the sparse branches and leaves of the flowers and trees, you can see that a round object rises to the sky, and there is a blood light spray.

The round thing flew into the air and stopped.

Several people could see it clearly, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and faces like a full moon.

There was still shock, incomprehension, fear and despair in those eyes.

All expressions froze in an instant.

"It's too late."

Chen Ping sighed.

Then I saw Pei Zixing shouting violently, and a thick golden jade brilliance suddenly exploded on his body.

"Punish the Evil ......"

As soon as he slashed down with his sword, the sound of students chanting faintly sounded in all directions, making people feel like they were returning to the school.

That majestic and fierce aura, even if it was a little far away, still made Chen Ping couldn't help but feel a little uplifted.

There is quite a kind of awe-inspiring power to cleanse all evils and suppress external demons.

This golden jade Xuanguang had just burst out when it was interrupted by the sound of a sword roar.

A ray of blue light was like mist and smoke, coming and going, and someone could hear someone laughing in his ears: "Punish evil, who have you punished?" Swordsmanship competition, respect for strength, win for speed, Jiangdong Pei family, it's just that. ”

The voice did not fall.

There was a loud bang.

The clash of the two swords was loud.

Blood flew, and an arm flew diagonally with a long sword.

I saw Pei Zixing, who was wearing an eight-grade official uniform, with his long beard scattered, and his face was pale...... The figure crashed backwards and broke three flower trees.

And the figure with the blood-eyed mask was already following him, keeping up closely.

Beside him was a middle-aged man dressed in black and red clothes with a silver medal and jade seal around his waist.

It is the Commercial Bank Medal.

A hook-like sword weapon stopped the Assassin.

Use all means, lock and seal, make sinister moves, and the melee attack is exquisite.

However, in Chen Ping's opinion, his cultivation was obviously still a step weaker than that blood-eyed assassin Phantom Heart Sword.

Every time, under the sword hook attack, his shot would be slightly sluggish.

If the two of them go head-to-head against each other, they will die at the hands of the assassin within ten moves.

The key problem is still in the strange sword technique of the Phantom Heart Sword, he made a strange sound in his mouth, and the sword roared and groaned, which made people upset and dizzy.

As his opponent, Shang Yinzhang was disturbed by this strange sound, and it didn't take six or seven percent of the ten things.

Not to mention that his true qi cultivation is not as good as the other party.

Therefore, if you start fighting, you will be aggrieved, and there is no hope of winning at all.

No wonder this blood-eyed assassin acted so "above board", and he could also kill the famous masters who were ranked on the land list.

It is indeed an outstanding art industry.

"That's the lock yuan hook, Shang Yinzhang eighty-one hands lock yuan sealing vein handicraft is used in the hook, once the lock took more than ten congenital thieves, and it has a great reputation in Xingqing Mansion.

Unexpectedly, he still couldn't stop the ferocity of the blood-eyed assassin. Han Xiaoru exclaimed, "Aren't we going to help?" ”

"Help? We have a mission on our side, but Governor Lang personally pointed to this [prefect] and entrusted him, and if he can protect him, it will be considered a complete task. ”

"Isn't he a fake?" Han Xiaoru laughed out loud.

Although it was a little out of place, she still couldn't hold back.

"When the real is fake, the false is also true." Chen Pingruo said meaningfully.

The strange thing is that the fake prefect, who was so anxious to die just now, didn't say a word at this time and didn't speak anymore.

So, Han Xiaoru understood the truth.

Yes, the task that the two of them took over was to protect the prefect.

Is it fake or not, and what does it matter?

If you leave the "target", go and catch the assassin on your own.

As a result, the other party returned the sword and killed this "target...... Who is the responsibility for the failure of the mission, and is there any reward?

Does Pei Zixing's promise still count?

Herein lies the problem.

The real prefect is dead, and he has played with himself.

The other party can say that the two of them in the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall have not played a role at all, and they have not tried their best.

Therefore, the aftermath is not paid......

This is also reasonable.

They don't care, if there is a low-level mistake, is there a problem with their own plan.

You can't go and grab the reward yourself.

Not to mention whether you can grab it or not, if you don't know what you say, if you don't say it well, and at the same time, many things can't go on.

For example, no one is holding a tiger skin behind you to hide from the sky and the sea, you say that you are going to serve as the captain of Xuanwu Guard, who believes it?

"Chen Shaoxia, this time it's me who didn't wait for it first, the matter has come to this point, and it is most important to kill this fang to get revenge.

As long as you do your best to help, you will be able to make a lot of promises. ”

Pei Zixing's figure fell to the ground and rebounded again.

However, at this time, his qi was scattered, his right arm was cut off, and the long sword fell. A heroic righteousness was also frustrated, and he never regained his state.

His remaining left arm groped out of his arms, took out a golden vial, and threw it over: "This is the Qingling Liquid, and I also ask Brother Chen to save the prefect's yamen for the sake of the face of millions of people in Xingqing." ”

At this time, the silver medal headcatcher is positive, a set of lock yuan hooks lock the wind and lock the moon, and nothing can be locked.

Suppressed by the sword light of the Phantom Heart Sword, it was already in danger, and two blood rays had been drawn out of his body.

Pei Zixing obviously understood.

If Shang Yinzhang is killed, it will be his turn to do so.

The Assassin did whatever he wanted, and no one knew what he would do.

If you don't get it right, the prefect yamen will be killed.

I remember the battle when the old man died three months ago, and all the children and wives and concubines in the family were killed, because the blood-eyed assassin did not kill very well.

And the two disciples of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts, it stands to reason that they are protecting the prefect's stand-in, and no matter what, they will fall into a battle to the death as soon as possible.

However, the Assassin only made a slight temptation, and immediately moved away from the study, instead rushing to the left and right wings and backyards to kill.

It is impossible that this assassin could have predicted the prophet, and he had already discovered that the prefect of the study was a stand-in.

At this point, killing Pei Zixing is also unbelievable.

With such a plan known to only three or four people, it is impossible to leak the news.

Since the assassin didn't know that the study target was fake.

The only reason, then, is that in the study, there is a presence that the assassin is extremely afraid of.

so that he did not dare to be presumptuous.

I'd rather rush left and right to kill, but also to draw the attention of the person in the study, so that the other party can chase him out, so as to find an opportunity to attack......

Ironically, this is exactly what I said earlier.

At this moment, Pei Zixing regretted it so much that he wanted to vomit blood.

If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?

It's just right to let the two people of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion guard the prefect, isn't it good to have a few people together?

I thought I had a plan and played a lot of tricks.

Let's mess it up.

Pei Zixing's right arm was cut off at this time, and after being hit by the cruel reality, his mind became sober.

Obviously, I saw the key to breaking the game and understood who was the real savior.

Chen Ping's figure flashed, he went out of the window, stretched out his hand to probe slightly, and caught the golden vial.

He opened the vial and smelled it, only to feel the strange fragrance rushing to his nose, which made people wake up.

It's like drinking a bowl of chilled sour plum soup on a hot dog day, and the pores of the whole body are stretched......

"Good stuff."

Re-capped the bottle and put it in his arms with a smile: "What did Governor Lang say?" Entrusted by people, loyal to people.

You will hit whoever you say, and you will protect whoever you say, as it should be. ”

Although he speaks slowly, he is not slow to shoot at all.

The long sword came out of its sheath, and with a sonorous sound, its body was already like a sweeping spring swallow, cutting through an extremely graceful arc, and rushing straight to the top of the confrontation between Shang Yinzhang and the Phantom Heart Sword.

In mid-air, holding his chest, pulling his back, and stretching his waist......

The curled up body first bent into a reverse bow shape, and suddenly stretched out, and a sword slashed down with the sound of rumbling wind and thunder.

[Set Yin and Yang]

A sword is as light as a weight.

It seems that it is not a stainless steel long sword weighing seven or eight catties, but a huge guillotine that weighs seventy or eighty thousand catties.

Rolling up the fury and wind, he slashed off his head.

The sword roared, the air was squeezed, and the two bodies of the two people who were fighting on the ground sank at the same time, their feet were already sunk into the earth and stones, their faces were beating wildly, and a palpitation was born for no reason.

The silver medal catcher was not only not shocked, but also happy, but also couldn't care about the appearance problem.

Taking advantage of this squeezing and rushing momentum, he protected himself with a single hook, rolled and jumped on the ground, and slipped out of the sword circle with a snort.

Escaped from the Blood-Eyed Assassin's attack.

Three sword marks had already appeared on his body, and the bones were visible.

The strong true qi of the middle stage of the innate body was almost broken, and he couldn't lift it in one breath.

If you continue to fight, you may die on the spot in a few breaths.

"It's so strong."

Just out of danger, Shang Yinzhang's heart was already shocked.

It's not that I'm surprised by the strength of the Blood-Eyed Assassin's Phantom Heart Sword, the other party can get such a big name, and he can assassinate the master of the ground list, and it's normal for him to be able to beat it alone.

However, why is that young disciple of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion so strong?

It's just that under the pressure of the sword wind, he is already out of breath.

It's like the few masters I know in person.

And even more......

If I really take him with a sword, it will be a trivial matter for my lock hook to break on the spot, and I am afraid that all my bones will be shattered. ’

Unlike Shang Zheng's kind of happiness with a little shock, the Blood-Eyed Assassin's Phantom Heart Sword, the Blood-Eyed Mask is even more crimson, and a pair of eyes flicker wildly, anger rises from the heart, and evil is born to the side of the gall.

was shocked by Chen Pingjian's pressure, he knew that he couldn't stop it, and he didn't stop it.

Taking a wild breath, his body shot backwards like a string-pulling puppet.

Like lightning, he rushed to the ground and arrived at the study again.

Things went round and round and went back to square one.

This time, his target was not only the fake prefect, the murderous was extremely fierce, but the main attack was Han Xiaoru.

"Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall, hehe, who does you look down on, you dare to leave the guard target, then I will kill you."

The sword roared and roared, and the sword shadows in the study were heavy, and the blue light shone, and in an instant, he stabbed out countless swords.

is going to kill Han Xiaoru, who is holding a broken sword with a small face, and the fake prefect at the same time.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, so you break in."

Chen Ping was already angry.

The figure swooped down, the toes were on the ground, and the long sword that rumbled and fell, like a light smoke and cold moon, turned into dozens of afterimages.

Pointing at the blade, there is a greedy wolf like a greedy wolf roaring wildly, just like substance.

flashed, and he was already chased to the study.

The speed is more than twice as fast as that of the Blood-Eyed Assassin.

Chen Ping's mind is so clear.

Every step of the way has a deep meaning.

When Zhuo Yunfei first started, he whispered in his ear, but he didn't forget it at all.

Knowing that this assassin of Fengyun Pavilion is actually a hornet's nest.

I can't stab it.

If you really have a chance to kill him, don't kill him.

Otherwise, it may trigger the Soul Chasing Order of Fengyun Pavilion.

What is the Soul Chasing Order, Chen Ping has never heard of it.

As you can probably guess from the name, it is estimated that it is a revenge hunt.

He's just on a conservation mission and gets paid handsomely, that's all.

Now that there are too many enemies, there is no need to build a strong enemy when thinking about priorities.

He endured the heartache of taking less of the robbery points, and decided not to kill the awesome blood-eyed assassin.

If you can force the other party back, you will achieve your goal.

Therefore, he rescued Shang Yinzhang, and the sword intent only affected the two of them from afar, and the main purpose was to separate.

Attacking in a heavy hybrid sword style, I just wanted the Blood-Eyed Assassin to know...... You can't do anything, it's better to leave early.

Chen Ping asked himself, his sword language was clearly and clearly.

Not only the assassin himself, but even Pei Zixing and Shang Yinzhang, who were injured on the side, also understood it.

However, this assassin of Fengyun Pavilion turned out to be confused, and suddenly became fierce, turned around and rushed into the study, and shot at Han Xiaoru.

He also has to kill the "target" he is protecting in order to achieve perfection.

It really doesn't make sense.

Let you live, you don't know how to cherish it.

The blood-eyed assassin's wrist shook the sword, but it was only halfway pierced, his body was cold, his back was like a pinprick, and his heart beat wildly.

He didn't bother to look back, and threw himself to the side, his feet blurred......

The body rotated, and the front stab turned to the back.

Zheng ......

A soft whistle.

The sword roar just sounded.

He felt that the blue wave sword in his hand seemed to be pressed by 10,000 tons of seawater, and he couldn't move, and there were thousands of stars in front of him.

I couldn't see where the other party's sword was at all, only a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

Puff......

A chill in the throat.

"What a fast sword ......"

The blood-eyed assassin's head flew into the sky, and he only had time to let out an exclamation, a trace of despair and remorse in his eyes.

The headless body paused, and fell down with a "bang", stirring up a bit of dust.

……

Ask for a commuter pass.

(End of chapter)