Chapter 2: The Gathering of Storms (2)

The current situation has been retreated by the unruly Assassin Leader, and the Assassin Leader believes that he is also the best master in the world in martial arts, and he relies on many to win. Your side doesn't necessarily lose. Thinking of this, he hugged his fists and said: "Seniors Immortal Wind Dao Bone, we are very respectful. But today's affairs also ask the seniors to raise their noble hands, and his prosperity and wealth are indispensable to the shares of his predecessors. ”

Tianjizi smiled coldly, "Just a few of you can achieve great things, and you dare to make wild promises." Glory and wealth are just passing clouds, how can this immeasurable immortal venerable be moved. Or listen to the deity's advice, and stop here. When the deity is in a good mood, you can roll as far as you can. The leader of the Assassins said, "In that case, we will have to wait."

"Brothers, all together. The leader of the assassins gave the order, and everyone attacked Tianjizi at the same time. Tianjizi sneered: "Since this is the case, the deity is not welcome. "The dust has rolled up several long knives, and the dust is like a long snake shuttling through the crowd and hitting the enemy's vital point, and five or six people fell in an instant, and they were already angry after two screams. The rest of the Assassins were terrified, but not one flinched. Tianjizi's martial arts were too high, and the assassins fell one after another, and after ten moves, only the leader of the assassins was left behind. Song Huizong had long forgotten the fear just now, and couldn't help but applaud Tianjizi's martial arts. The leader of the assassins, the longsword, stabbed the mad onslaught.

The heavenly machine is flying in the dust, and the shadows of the palms are flying, and after five moves, the assassin leader has already hung colors in many places. Realizing that his action had failed, the Assassin leader leaped backwards, turned around and tried to use eight steps to escape. Tianjizi said: "I asked you to go before, but you didn't go first, but now you want to go, but you don't want to go." Then he stopped in front of the Assassin leader, who hurriedly raised his sword and attacked again. The heavenly machine swept the dust and wrapped the long sword in the hand of the assassin leader, but the assassin leader could not return the sword with enough internal strength. Tianjizi pulled the dust and pulled the long sword over. The leader of the assassins took off his sword, and his body involuntarily swooped forward two steps. The sword light flashed, the neck was cold, and blood spilled out. The Heavenly Machine slashed the sword he had snatched down, and the leader of the assassins was slain with a single sword.

The surroundings have returned to calm, and Gao Ziyi and the big black man have both woken up one after another. Tianjizi threw away the long sword, thrust the dust into his waist, walked to Zhao Ji, knelt down, and said: "The emperor was frightened by the late rescue of the mountain people, and I ask the emperor for forgiveness." ”

Song Huizong had already woken up from the fright, and he couldn't take care of his whole body, so he hurriedly helped Tianjizi up and said, "Dao Chief, hurry up and be polite." The Taoist is my great benefactor! The Taoist saved my life, and I am too late to be grateful, so how can I blame him" Tianjizi replied: "Thank you for your kindness." Song Huizong looked at Tianjizi carefully, but saw that Tianjizi was dressed in white like snow, and there was no dust on his whole body. couldn't help but praise: "Dao Chief, it's really powerful and good martial arts, immortal wind and dao bones, it's really an immortal!" Tianjizi was very happy to hear the emperor's praise. He saluted the emperor and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Rong Majesty praised, the mountain people are really ashamed." It is really a blessing from the cultivation of the ninth generation. ”

Gao Ziyi woke up, didn't care about the pain in his body, and crawled in front of Song Huizong, knelt down towards Song Huizong, and kowtowed violently and begged for forgiveness. At this time, the big black man and the thin man also knelt down, and kept kowtowing and begging. Although Song Huizong was angry in his heart, it was inconvenient to blame Gao Ziyi, so he sighed coldly and said, "Get up." Although I died nine times this time, I can't blame you. Gao Ziyi finally let go of the heart that the emperor didn't kill himself, and kowtowed a few more times before he got up and stood aside. The black man and the thin man who had the grace to save Song Huizong, Song Huizong couldn't blame them and let them get up. When Song Huizong asked the names of the two, he knew that the thin and tall man was named Gao Yu, and he had the same surname as Gao Ziyi, and Gao Ziyi couldn't help but smile kindly at Gao Yu. And another big black man is named Han Shizhong.

A faint king, a big traitor, a big loyal minister and a big devil, all coincidentally gathered together, it can really be described as a meeting of the storm. What will happen between them? For more information, see the next chapter.

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