Chapter 1: The Gathering of Storms

In 1104 AD, Song Huizong Zhao Ji ascended the throne for four years, and his national strength was declining day by day, but the Great Liao was looking at the Song Dynasty, and the Jin State quickly stubbornly became the Great Song Dynasty in danger. Song Huizong and Zhao Ji were worried, and the Manchu Dynasty was helpless.

On this day, Zhao Ji had no intention of going to court and got out of the court meeting early, and took Gao Zi Yi Gao's father-in-law and five Ouchi masters out of the palace. / When he arrived at Huadu Street, the most prosperous street in the capital, Gao Ziyi was very scared when he watched people coming and going, and whispered: "Your Majesty, there are dragons and snakes mixed here, why don't you go back?" Zhao Ji looked up at the sky as if he were ignorant, and said: "The sky is clear and cloudless." He looked at the prosperous scene around him and sighed: "The common people live and work in peace and contentment, but how do they know the bitterness of me!"

Gao Ziyi said: "The emperor worries about the country and the people, which is the blessing of all the people." Your Majesty, let's go back! Maybe the people of the DPRK and China have a good plan?"

Zhao Ji stopped and said, "Hugh wants to mention it to me, thinking of it, I am angry that there is no one available in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty." Gao Ziyi said: "The emperor is angry, and the old slave doesn't mention it." Zhao Ji ignored it. At this time, the pedestrians on the side rushed forward, and the five guards only said that if someone wanted to be unfavorable to the emperor, they would draw their swords to protect them, and Zhao Ji said: "Don't panic." The crowd of people rushing over did not disadvantage Zhao Ji, and the guards were relieved. Zhao Ji was curious and walked forward, and the five guards held the hilt of their swords to protect Zhao Ji forward、、、

It turned out that the Keju competition was about to be held here, the most popular sports competition in the Tang and Song dynasties. Zhao Ji swept away the melancholy and walked into the arena. The guards in the arena had already had an extra gold medal in their hands before they could stop it, and when they looked at the word 'Imperial Front', how dare the doorman open their minds, so they had to let Gao Ziyi and the other six people swagger in.

On the field, the game was wonderful, and Zhao Ji was very happy to watch. One of them, a tall thin man and a black strong sweat, played extremely well, and the two of them could be described as chess opponents, and Zhao Ji applauded. Seeing the tall and thin man in the backcourt kick the ball out with a move of 'salted fish turning over' and seeing the goal, Zhao Ji couldn't help but cheer. At this moment, the black strong man somehow got to the front of the ball, kicked the ball back with a volley, and before the players could react, the ball had entered the bull's-eye, and the black strong man's side won. Zhao Ji was very sorry, and the crowd watching the game was a little happy and sad, because they all bet on the game. After the ball game, the crowd was about to disperse, and Zhao Ji got up and wanted to go back to the palace. "Be careful" shot a short arrow from the crowd and hit Zhao Ji's throat before Zhao Ji could react, the sword flashed, and one of the guards next to him took out his sword and swung the short arrow out. Zhao Ji was shocked into a cold sweat, and thanks to this reminder, Zhao Ji saved his life.

Gao Ziyi's face turned pale, and he shouted "escort" and stood up in front of Zhao Ji. The guards had already drawn their swords to protect Zhao Ji, and the sudden change caused chaos, and ordinary people only cared about fleeing for their lives, who cared if the Son of Heaven was not the Son of Heaven. Blood splattered, and dozens of assassins rushed out of the crowd to kill people on sight, and twenty or thirty people died in an instant. If the venue is large, those who can escape have fled without a trace.

The five guards have already exchanged hands with the assassins, the swords and swords, the five guards are all first-class masters, ordinary guards are hundreds of people are not opponents, but today's assassins are also masters. After a few moves, the five guards failed to kill the enemy, but injured two people, and several people were trapped and couldn't get out. The assassins did not entangle, and swung their knives at Zhao Ji, Gao Ziyi stepped forward to protect Zhao Ji, but was kicked and fell off the corridor and fainted. Li Qingshan, the head of the guard, shouted loudly, and made a move to 'sweep away a thousand troops' and forced the three assassins to take two steps back to save them. Seeing that it was almost a foot away, the knife flashed, and Li Qingshan couldn't dodge, and a knife had been cut on his chest, although it was not strict, but it was also bleeding and painful. The assassin leader stopped in the middle, Li Qingshan gritted his teeth and swung his sword straight at the assassin leader, and the assassin leader sneered and raised his sword to separate. Li Qingshan's mouth was numb, and he was shocked back by a force of strength and took three steps before he could stand firm. Obviously, this person's martial arts are unfathomable, although Li Qingshan knows that he is invincible to the other party, but now he has to fight desperately against the leader of the assassins.

Before the Assassin leader could make a move, the other Assassins had already entangled him. Li Qingshan even used a few tricks to kill the encirclement. The other four were in worse condition than Li Qingshan, two were seriously injured, and the other two had fallen to the ground and were not known for their deaths. The leader of the assassins quickly drew his sword and stabbed at Song Huizong, Song Huizong's heart was cold, his eyes were closed, and he said: "My life is resting!" Suddenly, his body fell backwards and fell to the ground, and his body was overwhelmed by a huge object, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a big black man playing football.

It turned out that the tall man who was playing the ball at this moment of life and death had the wit to kick the ball next to him towards the Assassin Leader, although the attack power of this ball was not strong, but it played a disturbing effect on the sudden attack of the Assassin Leader. At this moment, the big black man had been given time to save Song Huizong, although Song Huizong's life was saved, but his heart trembled with fright, his face was pale, and his hands and feet were weak. The leader of the assassins stabbed one sword into the air, and the second sword leaped into the air and stabbed straight down. The big black man was agile and rolled around Song Huizong to avoid this sword, but the assassin leader was so skilled in martial arts that he had already changed his moves with a flip of his wrist in mid-air, stabbing at the two of them like a shadow.

A big black man, I saw his palm slap on the ground, jumped up from the ground with his strength, staggered his palms, and slapped the opponent's wrist. The leader of the assassins was shocked to realize that this was Shaolin's powerful King Kong palm, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy for a while, so he retracted his sword sharply, and slapped his left palm to change his move. The two fought each other for more than ten moves, and the assassin leader had the upper hand, and when the big black man's moves became old, the assassin leader realized that the big black man's powerful Vajra palm was not pure. I was very angry in my heart, and I had no worries in my heart, and I was pressing, and suddenly the black man was in danger. The thin and tall man saw that the situation was not good, and he had the idea of running for his life, but now he was saving the emperor, if he succeeded, he would be prosperous and rich in the future, and he was really unwilling to give up this great opportunity.

This person made up his mind extremely treacherously, and shouted: "Brother Han, don't worry, I'll help you 、、、" ran to Song Huizong's side, picked up Song Huizong and fled. The leader of the assassins was in a hurry, and he flew up and kicked the big black man over, and he didn't care about the life or death of the big black man, so he turned around and chased after Zhao Ji. The other assassins were no longer entangled with Li Qingshan and the others, and all pursued Song Huizong.

The tall and thin man carried Song Huizong on his back, and only ran a few dozen steps before he was surrounded by assassins, and there was no way out. The tall and thin man looked at the steel knives in the hands of the assassins around him, his legs went limp, and he almost knelt down. Li Qingshan wanted to save the driver, but he had already been stabbed several times and was already unstable on his feet.

The assassins raised their knives and slashed at Song Huizong and the others, seeing that they died under the knife. "Immeasurable Immortal Venerable" shouted loudly and piercingly, shocking people's hearts, and everyone's hearts were stinging, and this knife couldn't cut it. The leader of the assassins was shocked, and shouted with all his strength: "Kill the point, the wind is tight, and the wind is tight." This call will awaken the crowd before it is too late. A strong wind came down from the air, and everyone couldn't help but take two steps back. At this time, a silver-haired young Taoist priest floated down in the air, holding the dust, and thousands of soft silks flew with the wind, like a fairy descending to earth. The leader of the assassins said, "Who's coming? ”

The Taoist priest said: "Immeasurable Immortal Venerable, poor Dao Tianjizi, please stop here." The leader of the assassins trembled in his heart: "Tianjizi, is not Tianjizi, who is known as the immortal saint in Kunlun Mountain, this person is rumored to be eighty years old but his appearance is only in his thirties, and his martial arts are invincible in the world." And the temper is weird, this is just a rumor in the rivers and lakes, and those who really see its true face have all died at the hands of Tianjizi. But this old monster has been in the Western Regions, why did he come to the capital?" Although he had doubts in his heart, he looked at the costume of this Taoist priest carefully and believed it a little.