The wedding banquet was over, and when Huang Ji came out of the Zhao family's compound, it was already late. The moon has risen in the sky, but there will be a few dark clouds in the sky from time to time tonight, the moonlight is always hidden, and the night path that Huang Ji walked is dark and bright, bright and dark. Although today is an auspicious day, but from the Zhao Mansion to Huang Ji's intended destination, the lights on the road are not very bright, and when the two pillars of incense are walked forward, the lights on the street are basically extinguished, not to mention the number of pedestrians, so to speak, continue to move forward, basically only Huang Ji is walking on the street alone.

Huang Ji made an appointment tonight to treat a girl from a civilian family, but this girl's residence is located in a relatively remote area of Bianliang City, which is a relatively poor place. But these places are often also the areas under the jurisdiction of the county government, so generally what happens in this area, the people in Bianliang City should be accustomed to it. However, there can be such a remote area in the extremely prosperous Bianliang City, which is indeed a little puzzling, especially at night, there are no pedestrians and night markets here, if there are a few more gloomy winds, you can even call this place a "ghost market".

And tonight, Huang Ji walked on this "ghost street", and basically couldn't hear any people's breath around, and only the sound of the evening breeze "sizzling" came from his ears. The civilian girl who needs treatment is named Xiao Yun, she has a grandfather who depends on her own at home, because Huang Ji has also helped their family a lot, so this time after Xiao Yun got sick, she also looked for Huang Ji to see a doctor, after all, they are old acquaintances with each other, and it is also convenient to ask for some things. It's just that the location of this Xiao Yun's house is a remote place in Bianliang. It is indeed a little far from the "Huang's Medicine Workshop" in Jixing District of Dongcheng, and Huang Ji has to walk a long way every time.

Huang Ji continued to rush on the street, because he had some wedding wine at Zhao's house today. Therefore, Huang Ji's face was also rarely a little drunk. While hurrying on the road, he said to himself: "I didn't expect Miss Xiaoyun's house to go so far, hey, I don't know that Weishenme She asked me to treat her at night, in fact, there is time during the day today...... The wedding of the Zichuan brothers, I had a banquet, but fortunately, there is still time. You should be able to get to Miss Xiaoyun's house on time. If the situation is not serious, maybe I can go back sooner......"

Huang Ji was walking, and there was really a cool breeze blowing in front of him. The cool breeze is getting stronger. In Huang Ji's view, it is almost like the yin wind on a ghost street, and there are no pedestrians on the street, giving people a sense of fear in the dark night. Huang Ji is no exception. Although he has never been afraid of ghosts. And after drinking a little wine, it strengthens my courage, but walking on this deserted street at night is a person who will feel a trace of horror.

The yin wind kept blowing the white shirt and sleeved robe on Huang Ji's body, and the hair and temples on his head were also blown to sway in two places, Huang Ji couldn't help but say: "What's going on tonight, such a strong wind? Isn't today an auspicious day for marriage, it's a little unlucky......, isn't it?" Huang Ji couldn't help but laugh at himself.

However, Huang Ji didn't pay much attention to this gloomy environment, he still carried the medicine box on his back and accelerated his pace as always. Towards the direction of the destination......

Finally, after a short time, this remote area of Bianliang City. A row of bungalows appeared in front of Huang Ji's eyes. "That's it......" Huang Ji looked ahead and said to himself, "Really, it's obviously in the city, but it's so desolate here, the imperial court should also take care of it, there is not even a decent shop......"

As he spoke, Huang Ji walked towards the house in front of him - it seemed that the one in front should be Miss Xiaoyun's home.

However, when Huang Ji came to this point, he should have quickened his pace, but Huang Ji slowed down. Huang Ji slowly paced forward a few steps, and Zuihou even stopped. He seemed to sense that something was wrong, so he looked around for a moment, and then continued to whisper: "It's strange, although it's late now, it's not so bad that the whole family is sleeping, why are all the lights in this row of houses turned off...... Didn't Miss Xiaoyun come to me for treatment, why is her house also dark?"

While Huang Ji was in doubt, suddenly there seemed to be some movement in Miss Xiaoyun's house.

"Huh?" the keen Huang Ji sensed it, his eyes staring at the door in front of the house.

Sure enough, there was a slight noise from the door, and although the yin wind was blowing outside now, Huang Ji could still hear it clearly.

"Could it be that there are other people in Miss Xiaoyun's family?" Huang Ji couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Gradually, the door was opened, and now I knew that there was someone else. However, the scene in front of him stunned Huang Ji - the people who came out of the door were actually several masked black-clothed people.

As a small Yun girl of ordinary people, how could there be these black-clothed assassins in the house, seeing the scene in front of him, Huang Ji couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and a trace of unpleasant premonition suddenly welled up in his heart.

Those black-clothed assassins were originally very calm, but after seeing Huang Ji who suddenly appeared in front of the house, their eyes immediately became serious.

Huang Ji thought to himself, something must have happened to Miss Xiao Yun. The more Huang Ji thought about it, the more frightened he became, so he asked loudly to the black-clothed assassins opposite, "Who are your Excellency, and why do you appear in the homes of ordinary people in night clothes in the middle of the night?"

When those black-clothed assassins saw Huang Ji, they seemed to recognize him, and only one of them exclaimed, "Huang Ji?"

"Strange, that person actually knows me?" Huang Ji heard the other party's shout, first shocked in his heart, and then tried to calm his mood first, "No, I am already the 'Bianliang Doctor' of Bianliang City, and there are too many people who know me to count, but ...... Who are these black-clad assassins?"

Another black-clad assassin saw this, and asked a man beside him who resembled a leader, "What is going on, my lord?"

The leader snorted lightly, and then said, "Hmph, I didn't expect the operation to be so covert, and it still made people discover ......."

"So what now, do you want to kill him?" the man continued.

"What do you say? He Huang Ji is just a person, since he sent it to the door himself. Then cut the grass and eradicate the roots—" As he spoke, the leader glared at him, and then ordered his men to prepare to kill Huang Ji, who suddenly appeared.

Huang Ji didn't have time to continue asking. The black-clad assassins all drew their short swords and rushed towards them, as if to kill them. Huang Ji didn't think much about it, and took advantage of the folding fan on his waist to deal with it.

One of the black-clothed assassins stepped forward, and the short sword in his hand was immediately released, and the cold light flashed, and the blade of the sword went straight to Huang Ji's throat. Huang Ji didn't fight back immediately. He just gently turned sideways and dodged it.

However, these black-clad assassins seemed to be well-trained, and they made quick moves, only to see that they had just dodged the first person. Before he could stand firmly, the second black-clothed assassin had already swung his short sword and came towards his chest impartially, with great speed.

Huang Ji tiptoed on his right foot. The whole person turned over. After dodging this blow again, Huang Ji took more than a dozen steps back.

Huang Ji stood firm, his eyes staring at the black-clothed assassin in front of him who showed no mercy. This time, Huang Ji saw clearly, almost all of these black-clothed assassins made a fatal move, it seems that they really want to kill themselves, in other words, they have indeed done something unseemly.

Thinking of this, Huang Ji was even more worried about Miss Xiaoyun's family. So Huang Ji frowned. Holding the folding fan tightly in his right hand, his firm eyes seemed to see that Huang Ji had to solve these miscellaneous things as soon as possible. Then figure out what's really going on please.

However, before Huang Ji could think about anything else, several black-clothed assassins had already performed light skills and rushed in their own directions.

A short sword slashed to his chest, Huang Ji's eyes froze, and the folding fan in his right hand was separated from his chest, and the handle of the fan blocked the sword first. Immediately, Huang Ji's folding fan opened forcefully, deviating the sword path of the black-clothed assassin, and then Huang Ji's folding fan moved forward forcefully, and an internal force directly hit the black-clothed assassin's chest. The black-clothed assassin felt a dull pain in his chest, and then he took several steps back.

Huang Ji saw it and wanted to rush up and slap that person away, but at this time, another black-clothed assassin attacked from the side. Huang Ji saw it, so he had to accept this trick first, and the whole person retreated back.

But those black-clothed assassins didn't give Huang Ji much time this time, only to see two people facing Huang Ji who was retreating left and right, wanting to flank him. And behind Huang Ji, another black-clothed assassin had already circled behind Huang Ji at a speed ahead of him, ready to stab straight away with a sword.

Huang Ji saw it, his feet were on his tiptoes, and the whole person turned over in mid-air, avoiding the ambusher behind him first. And the moment Huang Ji turned over, the two black-clothed assassins on the left and right also jumped up. Huang Ji saw the opportunity, and took advantage of the fact that the two people on the left and right had just flipped into the air, and without sufficient preparations, Huang Ji turned sideways and kicked hard with both feet, one left and one right.

Before the two black-clothed assassins could turn around, they took the first step in their chests and hit Huang Ji's left and right feet, and then screamed softly twice and fell to the ground one after another.

After subduing the two first, Huang Ji turned over and fell. However, before he could fully land, the black-clad assassin behind him before rushed towards him with a short sword in front of him. Huang Ji hasn't balanced it yet, so there's no way to completely dodge it for the time being. After thinking about it, Huang Ji raised the folding fan, and the fan was facing the blade of the black-clothed assassin, and he added a deep internal force to the fan.

Sure enough, although the blade of the black-clothed assassin's sword was pierced on the fan surface of the folding fan, due to the internal force exerted by Huang Ji, the fan made of paper was not pierced, but was like a shield, which really blocked the sword. But after all, it is only a fan, and it can't be resisted for a long time, Huang Ji blocked it with a folding fan, and kept slashing backwards after landing on the ground.

The black-clothed assassin held his sword, and just kept forcing Huang Ji to retreat step by step, and behind the black-clothed assassin, the rest of the black-clothed assassins also used light skills to follow, as if they wanted to work together to kill Huang Ji.

Huang Ji saw that he was determined, and continued to block the fan with his right hand, and suddenly slapped his left hand towards the back of the folding fan. In an instant, he felt a powerful force, and the black-clothed assassin who had been resisting with the blade of his sword suddenly felt a rebound force strong enough to shock himself, and then with a scream of "ah-", the whole person was shocked by Huang Ji and flew away, and then fell heavily to the ground, apparently suffering a lot of internal injuries.

Due to the strong rebound force, Huang Ji himself continued to retreat a lot. However, the rest of the black-clad assassins did not retreat because of this, but rushed forward like crazy. It seems that he will not give up if he does not take Huang Ji's life.

Huang Ji's eyes were certain, his left foot was pushed back, and the whole person instantly stood firm. Just stood firm for a moment. A black-clad assassin had already rushed forward with his sword raised. Huang Ji saw that he was determined, and folded the blade of the black-clothed assassin's sword, and then a small reincarnation, and the handle of the fan was a little harder on the wrist of the black-clothed assassin. The black-clothed assassin subconsciously let go of his right hand raising his sword due to the pain, and then let out a cry of pain, and the short sword in his hand naturally fell to the ground. Huang Ji saw it. Turning around, he kicked the black-clad assassin to the ground with one move.

Subdue one, and the rest of the black-clad assassins followed. Several blades flashed with cold light. They all rowed towards Huang Ji's eyebrows. Huang Ji was not afraid, his eyes were like a sharp horned eagle, his right hand gathered his internal force, and the internal force gathered in the folding fan in his hand. "Lingyun Slash" is out. I saw Huang Ji's right hand transmitting the internal force to the folding fan in his hand. His right hand and folding fan are like a shining silver knife with a quick slash. Huang Ji must be a god, and the "silver knife" with a fan in his hand quickly slashed towards the crowd in front of him.

A few sword blades were coming, and Huang Ji's "Silver Knife" internal force took over several sword blades left and right. It's not over, Huang Ji saw the black-clothed assassins who rushed to the front and showed their flaws, and the "hand fan silver knife" slashed directly into the chests of several people. All I heard was a desolate scream. The black-clothed assassins at the front had painful expressions in their eyes, and then fell straight down from mid-air. There was a serious wound to his chest, and from time to time blood was pouring out.

However, Huang Ji did not stop, since these black-clothed assassins did not show mercy to their subordinates, there was no need to be merciful to themselves and leave them a way to live. Huang Ji strengthened the internal force of his right hand, and accelerated the speed of the "hand fan silver knife" in his right hand, accompanied by the sharp knife whistle in the air, the silver knife light kept flashing, and the black-clothed assassin behind had to temporarily take a few steps back in order to prevent being "hand blade" by Huang Ji's move, and they all used the short swords in their hands to resist one by one.

The speed of Huang Ji's right hand "swinging the knife" is indeed fast, he is alone, and he keeps swinging forward, and the few black-clothed assassins behind him used their swords to resist and couldn't find a chance to fight back, only to see Huang Ji alone forced all the remaining black-clothed assassins to retreat step by step. Huang Ji's speed is getting faster and faster, and his power is not reduced at all, under the black night sky, all he can see is the countless knife light and layers of sparks left by Huang Ji's "hand knife" on the blades of the black-clothed assassins, and the sound of metal friction is also continuous, like a ghost roaring in the dark night, which makes people feel chilling.

The black-clothed assassin who was forced to retreat had no choice, so he joined forces to block forward, temporarily setting aside Huang Ji's "Blade Silver Knife", and then took advantage of the time when everyone hurriedly took more than ten steps back, basically returning to the starting point where Huang Ji had not been repulsed before. All the black-clothed assassins retreated in front of the black-clothed leader, and then everyone stood in a line, as if they were going to put on a jianzhen to deal with Huang Ji.

However, Huang Ji didn't seem to want to give those black-clothed assassins a chance, he personally took the folding fan in his right hand for the time being, and then his left hand should be up, and his left and right hands seemed to be about to react.

Those black-clothed assassins didn't know what tricks Huang Ji would make this time, seeing that Huang Ji had already collected the folding fan, everyone shouted in unison, raised their swords one after another, and walked towards Huang Ji's body with light skills again.

Seeing this, Huang Ji's expression did not change much, his whole person was in a half-squatting posture, and his left and right hands were pushed back in a few cycles, and the internal force around his body suddenly gathered, and it seemed that an internal force that was several times stronger than just now gathered beside Huang Ji.

Those black-clothed assassins didn't know about Huang Ji's actions, they knew that Huang Ji's internal strength was deep, in order to prevent them from being caught off guard like just now, two black-clothed assassins added an internal force behind the black-clothed assassin at the front, thinking that this time Huang Ji used any swift moves, it would be impossible to repel everyone with one move.

However, this time Huang Ji did not use any extremely fast moves, on the contrary, the speed of this move was not fast, but it seemed to gather a very strong internal force, and every time Huang Ji pushed his palm, it seemed that an extremely strong palm wind came out.

The black-clothed assassins only realized that something was wrong this time, but it seemed a little too late to retreat now, and they rushed towards Huang Ji quite quickly.

Huang Ji's two palms pushed, and suddenly his eyes were certain, and the two palms burst out with a strong palm force at some point. I saw a golden palm halo several feet high fly out of my palms, and the palm halo was like an iron wall, pressing towards the black-clothed assassins face to face.

"Ahh

The golden palm is faint, that is, it is known that this is the "King Kong Palm" of Shaolin Temple, in the past, when the "Drunken Immortal Building" dealt with Nangong Zhun, Huang Ji had used it, but at that time, it was only one hand with less than forty percent of the strength, this time it was almost ten percent of the strength of the two hands, and the palm halo was several zhang high, and the black-clothed assassins on the left and right were directly knocked away with one palm, which shows the depth of Huang Ji's internal strength.

The black-clothed leader in the back also felt the attack of a powerful palm force, so he also took out the internal force of both palms and took it up. However, the internal strength of Huang Ji's "King Kong Palm" was quite strong, and the black-clothed leader himself seemed to be unable to completely resist it with the strength of one person, and the whole person was shocked back dozens of steps.

"Uhh

After a while, the palm power of King Kong's palm gradually receded, and the black-clothed leader gradually stood firm. The mask was torn, and the whole person's face could not be covered.

Huang Ji looked up and looked forward after casting the Vajra palm on the opposite side. However, Huang Ji's eyes widened...... (To be continued......)