The Royal Palace of the Yue Kingdom.

The clouds of war did not dissipate the solemnity of the palace, and the walls of the city, which were as high as a dozen feet, were as impassable as the sky dome.

Night falls.

A dark shadow emerged from behind the battlement.

The black shadow is dressed in a night suit and wears a black hood that only shows its eyes and nose, and the whole person blends into the night.

His name is Situ Jiexing, and he is a martial arts master who has been famous in Yue for many years, and his light skills of stepping on the snow without a trace are not only as fast as a galloping horse, but also his own physical strength is amazing, and he can travel thousands of miles a day.

He once tried his feet with a BMW from a foreign land, and he actually exhausted the BMW to death, and was known as the "Shenxing Taibao" in the rivers and lakes.

And his current identity is the green dragon envoy of the new overlord of the rivers and lakes of the Yue Kingdom, the Blue Dragon Society.

Situ Jiexing stretched out his head to look down, and in the night, he could vaguely see that the house in the distance was as small as a toy.

He was a little dizzy for a moment.

Situ Jiexing was not afraid of heights, but the thought of what he was going to do tonight made his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

Good for a while.

He let out a breath of air, and then threw the rope on his back.

The shift of the city wall patrol here is a quarter of an hour, and he has to hurry.

About half an hour later.

The first man climbed up, and like him, all in black nightcoats and black-headed hoods.

"You're too slow."

The voice of the person who came up was muffled by the mask, but he could vaguely hear that his voice was an old man.

Situ Jiexing rolled his eyes and said, "Old Mo, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, you have the ability to come next time." ”

"Hehe, one time is enough, and I don't think I'll live long."

Lao Mo said humorously.

Before the words fell, it was the second person, the third ......

Until the seventh man climbed up.

"Today, the eight great grandmasters will visit the palace at night, and they will definitely leave a good story on the rivers and lakes in the coming day, and when the time comes, everyone will become famous all over the world, and it will be in vain."

One of the gruff voices looked at the palace at night, quite high-spirited.

"In the palace, there are many masters, as well as legendary immortal cultivators, don't be careless, our trip is just to spy on intelligence, not to assassinate the emperor."

Situ Juexing lowered his voice and admonished:

"Map everyone should remember that according to the original plan, we and the eight of us will go our separate ways, regardless of whether there is any harvest at that time, and in two hours, we will meet at the original junction point.

Ladies and gentlemen, this mission is a very important task, and the rewards are great, but it also means that the dangers are great, and you must not act rashly. ”

"Okay, who is not an old Jianghu here, if he really wants to lose his life, it will be bad luck."

The rough voice said impatiently.

"I'll go first."

Sou!

His steps were fast and light, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared into the night.

"Everyone, cherish each other."

In the blink of an eye, only the last two of the eight remained.

"Senior Brother Ding, why don't you move?"

One of them asked.

Under the mask, Ding Leru, who was questioned, was mournful, but he still replied with a strong spirit:

"Senior brother, our Changle Sword Sect will only have our two grandmasters left, if we all fold in the palace this time, the Changle Sword Sect will completely decline in the future.

Senior brother, I don't have the idea of cultivating immortals, so it's better to take over my senior brother's position and go home to revitalize the Changle Sword Sect. ”

Ding Le just wants to give himself a big mouth at this time - make you high-profile.

It is said that after he waited for the palace to go down and down to Kyoto that day, he was given an antidote by Yu Xian and happily became a free man.

However, he thought that under the city of Kyoto, the Blue Dragon Society would not be able to reach him, so he opened a martial arts gym, and as his own grandmaster, he quickly opened up all kinds of relationships and settled down.

The Grandmaster's gold-lettered signboard is there.

The business of the martial arts hall is so good that it explodes, and countless rich children begged him to teach him with money, and he moved his mouth every day, and he had already counted the money until his hands cramped.

So he accepted three concubines in one go, and also bought more than 20 handmaidens with beautiful appearances, indulging in the gentle countryside every day, and found the same happiness as martial arts.

Half a month ago.

He was holding his concubine, eating hot pot and singing songs, when his senior brother suddenly came to the door and said that he was needed in the meeting.

No! He doesn't need it!

However, he did not dare to resist at all.

Because the senior brother was followed by six martial arts masters with a deep breath, and the two of the grandmasters he knew alone were both long-established seniors in the rivers and lakes, and they were all in the middle of the congenital stage.

Does he dare to say a word?

Don't dare!

Ding Le's senior brother, the Great Elder of the Changle Sword Sect, heard the words and said:

"The Changle Sword Sect has now joined the rebel army, if we can't succeed, there will be no Changle Sword Sect in the future.

So junior brother, you have to fight with me.

This time, as long as we find out what happened to the emperor, the meeting has promised us that we will be sent to the immortal cultivation world after the matter is completed, and we will all have the opportunity to become immortal cultivators.

At that time, our Changle Sword Sect will not be an ordinary sect, but an immortal sect! ”

Ding Le listened to the sound of his senior brother as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, sighed and said:

"Senior brother, you're already demonic."

"Senior brother, do you want to betray the Blue Dragon Society?"

A fierce glint appeared in the Great Elder's eyes.

Ding Le smiled bitterly: "Back then, I was the senior brother who took care of me all the time, and today is the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the junior brother has to accompany you." ”

"Okay, you and my brother work together, where can we go."

The Great Elder grabbed Ding Le's hand tightly.

Ding Le felt a coldness seeping into his bones.

……

Two hours later.

Rumble!

In the depths of the Great Interior, in the emperor's bedroom, an angry roar came.

"Look for death!"

A white-haired old man with a dead breath walked out of the room, still holding a bloody human head in his hand, and he didn't bat his eyes, as if he had been plucked alive.

Boom boom!

Heavy footsteps came, and soon the Praetorian Guards gathered over when they heard the sound, and when they saw the old man, they all knelt down.

"Your Excellency!"

"A few rats have come in, grab them, and leave not a single one!"

The head fell heavily in front of the Praetorian Guard captain, and the old man's voice did not carry a trace of emotion.

"There are eight people in total, three of them have run, and one less will take your head."

"Yes!"

The lieutenant stood up and waved his hand, and the eyes of the Praetorian Guards behind him flashed with blood.

"Kill or kill!"

……

"Senior brother, run!"

"Monster, I'll fight with you!"

Ding Le's ears seemed to be resounding with the roar of his senior brother, and as soon as the tears fell, they were blown away by the strong wind, and he didn't dare to stay at all.

On his chest was a cyan talisman, which was the spirit talisman that his senior brother had attached to him before he died.

With this immortal cultivator's spirit rune, his body seemed to have lost weight, and his speed increased greatly for a while.

However, the Praetorian Guards were in hot pursuit, they were far inferior to their own speed, but every time they threw them off, they were quickly overtaken.

About a stick of incense later.

Ding Le suddenly felt the weight of his footsteps, and when he looked down, the runes on the spirit rune on his chest flashed with sparks, and it seemed that they would burn into ashes in the next moment.

"No, if you continue like this, you will be caught up sooner or later."

At the last moment, Ding Le paused and looked up.

Three big characters come into view.

Fu Wangfu!