Invisible righteousness emanated from the shattered bodies beneath the two terrifying swords, piercing through the assassins who had participated in the encirclement.

Su Amu slowly scanned his surroundings, glaring at each pair of eyes hidden behind a black mask.

For some reason, each Assassin instinctively avoided making eye contact with Suamu.

I wanted to do it, but I couldn't do it for some reason. It was as if a movement, a flicker, an extra breath would immediately be flattened by Su Amu's compelling momentum.

To say that this group of more than 30 assassins captured Su Amu, it is better to say that Su Amu used his momentum to contain more than 30 soulless swords.

Suamu's gaze finally stopped at the hands of the Assassin leader, and his dear friend pulled the sweaty and bloody head.

His best friend was laughing.

So Su Amu also smiled.

"Du Qing. Suamu spoke.

Du Qing, who was perched on a five-zhang tall tree, was shocked.

"You're there. Su Amu's hands holding the sword in his hand suddenly became huge.

Du Qing had no choice but to nod, but he didn't want to answer.

"Then Gongzi Yu is not afraid that King Rong and King Liang will turn their faces?" Su Amu opened his mouth and smiled. "I'm not a man to be slaughtered... The Rong people grew up on horseback, experienced fighting and war... Do you want to see a sword technique that is more fierce than Shanla Khan?"

Before Du Qing could react, the sword in his hand had already been painted with an explosive red.

What kind of swordsmanship is that?

No, that's not what swordsmanship can describe.

Even though he couldn't break free from the shackles of the sword net, Su Amu and the sword in his hand had already cut through the scope of human beings, slaughtering wildly in all directions.

One-sided brutal massacres.

Unstoppable.

All the Assassins stood like still statues as Suamu unleashed the crushing slaughter, their feet rooted, their swords rusty, and their hands crawling vines. Let the red slash of the sword in his hand slash at him, and then slash everything.

No screams, no panic, no breathlessness.

Su Amu turned into a ghost of the sword, and a sad and sad wind blew in the dense forest.

Burst, burst. Or burst.

Du Qing, who was lying on the top of the tree far away, watched everything and was dumbfounded. His eyes grew moist and his hairs stood on end.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Du Qing would never have believed that there was such a heroic sword and such a moving posture in this world.

The ground was littered with the broken corpses of the Assassins, and the branches of the trunks were dangling inexplicable pieces of flesh and blood, echoing in the wind.

But Suamu didn't stop. With his eyes closed and a contented smile on his face, he swung his sword wildly in the taut net, continuing to fight his imaginary foe.

Du Qing also closed his eyes.

He saw it.

"We ...... We're not going to get there. ”

Su Amu finally knelt down, and the sword in his hand rested diagonally on the ground. The poison of the arrow has long eroded and rotted into the bones, and it is a miracle to endure for a moment.

The Assassins were scattered, leaving only the leader of the Assassins, who was standing upright with the head of Shanla Khan.

The leader of the assassins had long since lost his eyes, his consciousness was shattered and destroyed, and in his limited memory, only the cry of a ghost remained.

Du Qing fell.

Look at his worst enemy in life. Most respected people.

Pulling out the short sword hanging on his back, Du Qing wanted to cut through the knife net that trapped Su Amu, but the knife net had already penetrated deep into the flesh and bones.

Du Qing was so shocked that he was in a trance.

The hero is unfinished.

"Let's go, Du Qing. Su Amu closed his eyes, his breath decaying.

How can Du Qing go.

"If you want to make a contribution, now is your chance. Su Amu lowered his head, his voice getting weaker and weaker. "It's just that Gongziyu's temperament... I was just a woman with him, but he didn't care about the relationship before Rong Liang and forced my life... If you take my head, I want you to take his head too... In exchange for the overall situation, you may accept it?"

Du Qing looked at his right palm, which was damaged by his veins.

"You are from Luoyi, and you have only an employment relationship with Gongziyu. Su Amu burst into tears: "I know your ambition, I can see it very clearly from your eyes... Since you have the ambition to fulfill my request, I will introduce you to my father and make you the king of Qin Rong, the confidant of the conqueror of the Central Plains in the future. ”

"I have a token around my waist, and there is a letter in the bag next to the token, and I mentioned you in the letter, as long as Gongziyu is dead, you can take the token and the letter to my father, and you will be able to occupy an important position, above one person, and no longer suffer from that villain... I ask you, will you go or not!" Su Amu shook his body, shouted angrily, and then stopped talking.

Stop talking.

No more talking.

Dawn was breaking, and the archers in ambush outside the forest were ready for a furious fire attack.

"Goodbye. ”

Du Qing squatted down and took the sword from Su Amu's desperately clenched hand.

With a slash, Su Amu's head fell to the ground.

The heads of Shanla Khan and Suamu were placed side by side on a few sides in the prince's hall.

"Well done! Well done! Well done...... Aiqing's skills are still trustworthy!" Gongziyu laughed, incomparably warm.

Gongziyu affectionately hugged and brought back the two heads, not noticing that Du Qing was carrying an unfamiliar sword on his back.

Du Qingmulan accepted the hug, and then quietly returned to where he should go. One of the many royal killers.

Gongziyu looked at Su Amu's severed head with considerable relief.

"Hahaha, you bastard who doesn't know the times, dare to rob me of a woman, compare cards, no matter whose son you are, it is a dead word in front of my son-in-law!"

"Someone!"

"Yes!" the two eunuchs bowed.

"Take it outside the city wall and give it to the dogs!" Gongzi Yu kicked Su Amu in the head again.

The eunuch received the order, grabbed Su Amu's long hair, and walked out of the hall with his head shaken.

Clapping his hands and in good spirits, Gongziyu immediately ordered, and the team of envoys to Liangguo began to prepare everything.

In addition to bribing dozens of ministers of the Liang Kingdom, the head of Shanla Khan was properly preserved by the lime and placed in a gold box as a sign of loyalty to the Liang Kingdom. It's a great deal to start with.

What's more, a map of the governor essentially cedes a huge territory in exchange for peace that can be maintained for an unknown amount of time.

Du Qing silently looked at the bottom of his eyes.

No one knew that Du Qing's hand was already able to grasp the hilt of the sword.

Although the muscles and veins have not healed, although every time I clench it, I withdraw my heart in pain. But so what?

Even Du Qing was secretly surprised.

Maybe that's what it's called, finding a reason to get stronger.

Du Qing began to practice swords frantically.

His swordsmanship was still as vicious as a snake, his body was as fast as usual, and his eyes were cold and merciless.

But Du Qing's sword quality was very different from the past.

The so-called sword of sacrificing one's body is not focused on "sacrificing", but on "body".

It's just that Du Qing didn't have such an understanding in the past.