Shanla Khan wants to assassinate Gongzi Yu.

Su Amu agreed with his idea, the blood feud of more than seventy people in the mansion, Su Amu also wanted to kill Gongzi Yu.

It's night.

"Gongziyu is so pressing, we have to kill him quickly. "Shanla Khan. "Otherwise, it will be harmful to His Highness's life and the king's attack on the Central Plains. ”

"Big things aren't far off. Suamu unveiled the carpet.

Under the carpet was a thick plank with a plan of the layout of the Cool Palace, as well as all the routes that the forbidden army might patrol.

Gongzi Yu was suspicious of politics, and every two to three months, he would change the leader of the Praetorian Guard in the palace, and even organize additional patrols at will to transfer the route of the Praetorian Guard's patrol. Not only to ensure the loyalty of the Praetorian Guard, but also to confuse the self-righteous information of potential Assassins.

But that's not the point. Gongziyu is in the palace after all, as long as this is certain, there is a chance to assassinate.

What Su Amu was most worried about was the two personal guards who were engraved within seven steps of Gongzi Yu to protect safety.

These two personal guards are all from Liangguo, and they are both famous wrestlers, the chief can kill war horses with his bare hands, and Fan Yu can smash stubborn stones with the bottom of his palm. The two wrestlers are loyal to winning the government.

If Suamu and Shanla Khan could not succeed in assassinating the king as quickly as possible, they would definitely be stopped by them, and the rest of the Praetorian Guard would have time to reach the protector.

But since that day he had seen Shanla Khan's hidden and powerful swordsmanship, Su Amu had no doubts. It is only a matter of time before Gongzi Yu donates his head. As for the part after the successful assassination, it didn't matter at all, these two men had no intention of getting out of the cool palace alive.

Su Amu and Shanla Khan crouched beside the large plank, holding branches and pointing, concentrating on discussing which way to infiltrate the Cool Palace would be easier to avoid the latest Praetorian Guard route, while Gao Yuanli listened quietly beside the two of them, longing for it.

Tomorrow's rooster cries is the moment when Shanla Khan and Suamu embark on their journey.

Shanlahan stood up.

"What's the matter?" Su Amu frowned.

"There's a murderous aura. Shanla Khan drew his sword decisively, and he felt a murderous aura coming from all directions.

There was no sound of horses. Instead, there is a more dangerous catwalk.

The killer's unique life-seeking rhythm.

"How many?" Su Amu whispered, drawing his long sword.

"More than 30 people, maybe 50 people. Shanla Khan smiled bitterly. And all of them are masters.

Su Amu's eyes widened, this number was not a joke.

can mobilize this terrible number, none other than Gongzi Yu.

"You can't stay in the house. Su Amu frowned and looked at the carpet.

"Then rush out. Shanla Khan kicked the door open.

Two men rushed out of the side door of the mansion and headed straight for the stables.

Not surprisingly, in front of the stables, he encountered an assassin who no longer had to hide his motives.

There were about ten assassins, all dressed in black, revealing only a pair of overly excited eyes and bright swords.

"Grab the horse!" Shanla Khan shouted, taking the initiative to rush to meet the assassin, and the sword was overbearing.

"Be careful!" Su Amu rushed towards the war horse he had raised for many years, expecting to use his speed to get rid of the pursuit.

Ten assassins shot meteors, and the cold light of quenching poison rained down on Shanla Khan, and Shanla Khan's sword body was rolled, and the poison darts were scattered one after another, and he was already killed with the assassins in no time.

Shanlahan's mental concentration converged to the top. If you can't kill one way quickly, and the Assassins from the other directions arrive, it will be a defeat with no life.

Relying on his strength, every move of Shanla Khan is unstoppable, brushing the momentum of the wind and sweeping the fallen leaves.

The four Assassins bore the brunt of the attack, their sword-wielding hands cracking in a frenzy, and then falling to the ground. The remaining six Assassins quickly switched shapes, dodging Shanla Khan's furious sword moves, and instead used their small swords to drag the big sword.

But what a character Shanla Khan was, suddenly his body suddenly broke through the formation, his wrist sank and stretched, and he changed from a straight slash to a flat stab, and immediately sent the Yan Feng Sword into the heart of an assassin. When the sword was drawn, taking advantage of the chaos of the blood flowers, Shanla Khan slashed majestically, like a white-fronted tiger slamming around.

The Assassins were horrified and eagerly threw poison darts to protect themselves, but two more Assassins were slashed by the force of their swords.

"Brother Jing get on the horse!" Su Amu shouted, already riding his war horse to this side.

Flutter flutter.

An unknown number of poisoned arrows roared towards Suamu from the upper left.

Su Amu brazenly raised his sword to block, but he couldn't get out of the way. I saw more than a dozen poisonous arrows turning Su Amu's horse into a hedgehog.

The war horse neighed and fell.

"Damn!" Su Amu hated, staggering and struggling to get up from the ground.

All the Assassins arrived one after another, joining the two men, including the black-clad archers with short bows and poisoned arrows.

"Into the woods!" Shanla Khan rushed over, pulling up Su Amu, who had injured his leg, and rushed into the forest.

The terrible battlefield turns into a dangerous jungle, and the situation begins to change somewhat.