An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

The white tiger behind Zhao Jue was the first to smell the strange smell. Fortunately, he had been in contact with firearms before, so he could identify it at once.

This is sulfur!

His eyes widened unconsciously, and he turned around and shouted: "The boat is full of gunpowder, take General Liu and run!"

Before he finished speaking, black, round balls flew in front of him one after another, hitting the deck with a "bang bang" sound, and there was a flash of sparks.

Zhao Jue turned around and recognized it at a glance. This is a bomb! He was sweating all over. He had seen the power of this thing with his own eyes. If he didn't run, he would definitely die!

Without any more time to hesitate, he turned around and shouted: "Suzaku, help me block the hidden weapon, quick! I have to take General Liu ashore first, you and Baihu should catch up as soon as possible! There is a bomb on the boat!"

Suzaku at the stern was also startled when he heard this, and simply dropped the work at hand, flew to the bow of the boat, and the true energy on his body rose up, and the fiery red true energy almost dyed half of the sky red.

"You go first!" Zhuque turned around and gave instructions, while outputting the diffuse true energy to block the flying hidden weapon.

Seeing this, Zhao Jue did not hesitate. He grabbed Liu Zhiyuan's collar with his hand, and the true energy was circulated to the extreme, chasing the stars and catching the moon, and he took Liu Zhiyuan out with his toes.

After saying "you be careful", he touched the water with his toes and rushed out again. I have to complain that Liu Zhiyuan is really heavy. Zhao Jue carried him with one hand, and his hands and feet became heavy several times in a row, and he almost fell into the river.

Fortunately, he had a long breath of true energy and took a breath of true energy in time to stabilize his body, but when he landed on the shore, his boots were already mostly wet.

"Old Liu! Lose some weight, your three highs will kill you sooner or later!" Zhao Jue gently advised, shaking his slightly sore hands.

Liu Zhiyuan didn't know what the "three highs" were. He just thought it was a difficult to cure disease like typhoid fever. It happened that the doctor also told him to lose weight as much as possible.

So he smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, brother, after entering Beijing this time, I will definitely listen to you and lose weight!"

Seeing that Zhao Jue was unmoved, he was about to continue to make a promise, but Zhao Jue raised his hand to stop him, "Don't talk, there are people!"

After guarding him behind him, Zhao Jue slowly clenched his long knife and stared at the distance with his eyes fixed. The river wind blew through the lush trees, but there was a group of leaves that did not move, and at the same time, there were a few "rustling" sounds behind him.

"Heh."

The true energy rose instantly, Zhao turned sideways and threw more than a dozen hidden weapons behind him, turned around and slashed a knife in front of him.

"Pah Pah"

"Dang"

The sound came from the front and the back at the same time. Without waiting for the sound to subside, Zhao rushed forward with a knife. The knife he just slashed had already tested the cultivation level of the person in front of him. He was at most fifth-grade, so of course he had to pick the weak persimmon.

The black-clothed masked man was repelled by the knife, and before he could stabilize his body, he saw a flash of residual shadow, followed by a sharp knife light, and then he lost consciousness.

A head flew high, and blood splattered.

The black-clothed man on the other side saw his companion being killed, and sadness flashed in his eyes. But seeing Liu Zhiyuan standing there in a daze, he hurriedly stepped heavily on his heels to stabilize his body, and rushed towards Liu Zhiyuan instead of retreating.

"Slow down!"

The voice came from nowhere, and the black-clothed man paused. Before he could come to his senses, the knife light had flashed in front of him. The black-clad man came to his senses and saw the headless body falling forward.

Another head flew high.

When Zhao Jue appeared again, he held the blood-stained long knife, gently exerted force on his wrist, shook off the blood on the knife, and calmly sheathed the knife.

Puzzled, he asked Liu Zhiyuan: "How many enemies do you have? I am tired of killing them one after another!"

"Not many." Liu Zhiyuan scratched his head awkwardly.

He counted on his fingers for a long time, and finally said uncertainly: "There are only seventeen or eighteen families, anyway, I don't remember clearly."

Awesome! Zhao Jue couldn't think of anything else except these two words.

Seventeen or eighteen families! It seems that this trip to Beijing is destined to be exhausting. There are too many people. Even if there are six people from one family, it is almost a hundred people. A hundred people chasing and assassinating, let alone people, even donkeys will be exhausted to death!

This is still an underestimation. If Liu Zhiyuan counted a few less families...

Three rounds of assassination a day is not a dream!

Fortunately, no junior master has taken action yet. They are all low-ranking ones. They can still catch their breath and rest, so they won't be too tired. But what if there is a junior master later...

"Pfft! Think positively!" Zhao decisively stopped his reverie and said angrily.

Just as he was about to turn his head to see the situation on the river, there was a subtle sound next to him, and several flying knives broke through the air. Fortunately, Zhao did not relax his vigilance. His hand was always on the hilt of the knife, so he could react in time and take action.

He drew his knife to knock down the flying hidden weapon, but this time he didn't dare to go up and kill again, because the subtle sounds he heard in his ears were not just one or two, but four or five, and even in the sound of the hidden weapon flying, there were a few faint "rustling" sounds.

Obviously, there are many people, and their assassination skills are much higher than the previous two.

"Finally, it's a bit interesting."

He pushed the knife to knock down the hidden weapon, grabbed Liu Zhiyuan's collar and kept moving, so as not to fall into a situation where there are enemies on all sides. After all, these people have some professional qualities, and if they continue to deal with it carelessly like before, accidents are likely to happen.

As Zhao Jue kept changing positions, the assassin seemed to have seen his purpose and kept throwing out hidden weapons, trying to force him into a position where he could be easily controlled.

Unfortunately, their skills were not good enough, and Zhao Jue had anticipated it. Sometimes he increased his speed to avoid hidden weapons, and sometimes he waved his sword to block them. The rhythm was not disrupted from beginning to end.

So that they could not achieve their goal, and were overwhelmed and flustered by the hidden weapons that Zhao Jue shot back from time to time.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Several explosions sounded behind them, and blazing flames shot up into the sky, illuminating both sides of the river. Zhao Jue and the assassin in the dark stopped at the same time and looked at the river.

The boat was blown apart, leaving only pieces of wood floating on the river. There was no living person in the blazing fire and billowing smoke.

Seeing this, Zhao Jue's face changed drastically. If Zhuque and Baihu died in the explosion, no, let alone died in the explosion, even if they were injured, it would be difficult to deal with them next.

I am only a first-rank official, and it is simply a fantasy to want to escort Liu Zhiyuan alone through the assassinations!

He frowned and murmured, "Didn't Lu Wenyu say that the young master was not afraid of these things? Why can't I see them? Could it be that they..."

Thinking of this, Zhao Jue was almost scared to sweat. He swallowed his saliva and comforted himself: "Think of it, think of it. Maybe it's too hot and he just wants to swim..."

At this time, the billowing smoke was torn into two holes, and two figures flew to the shore. From a distance, the two people looked calm and had no injuries on their bodies.

Zhao Jue then let out a long breath.

"The grand master is the grand master, he is really principled and never lies about big things!"