In the Blade

In the crowd, a short man carrying a package was chewing a string of candied haws, looking very inconspicuous.

As people came and went, no one thought there was anything wrong with the man. Although the package was a bit eye-catching, people only regarded him as a vendor who came to set up a stall - after all, their sight could not penetrate the cloth bag, and they could not see the round shield wrapped under the coarse cloth, which was still covered with some old blood stains.

This was also the effect the short man wanted. Since he wanted to assassinate, he had to hide in the crowd.

But the question was, could he really do it?

Thinking of the target of this assassination, the short man had a headache. After all, this was not the first time he had met the other party - the last time was in Yizhou City. The old man named Qian Yu wanted to avenge the murder of his son and put down the rebellion in Yizhou. As for the process of putting down the rebellion, it was not complicated. There was no need to mobilize any large army. He only needed to kill the two evil spirits among the rebels.

Of course, if they want to kill someone, it is definitely not a good idea to fight head-on. When two evil spirits fight each other with both preparations, it is actually difficult to kill them without any injuries. As for the reason, of course, people will run away if they cannot win, and fight desperately if they cannot run away. A evil spirit who is willing to fight desperately can seriously injure another evil spirit.

So Qian Yu came out. This old man said that he inherited the secret method of Dayu in the past and knew how to make the two evil spirits become trash that can be killed at will.

Then everything was over.

They failed to kill the evil spirit called Du Chengfeng. Instead, their benefactor, the Prime Minister Jia Wen, was killed by Du Chengfeng who rode over on horseback on the first day of his ascension to the throne.

No one knows why this man called Du Chengfeng did this. The way he rushed thousands of miles was like a lunatic - but in any case, this lunatic still killed Prime Minister Jia Wen.

"Once Jia Wen dies, we remnants will naturally be liquidated, so whether for revenge or to deter those enemies, we have to kill Du Chengfeng."

The short man still remembers that the old man named Qian Yu said this.

That's the truth, but how to do it is another matter. At least in the short man's opinion, the power under their hands may not be able to take down Du Chengfeng-but God knows where Qian Yu got the foreign aid, and it is still an extremely powerful foreign aid.

"So... it should work?"

The short man thought so.

But immediately, he stood up.

Du Chengfeng in the distance began to move, and his steps were obviously faster than before. Obviously, this master with a murderous aura finally noticed something-this is why the short man felt that this assassination was not very reliable, just because in the eyes of the master with a murderous aura, another master with a murderous aura, even if he hides his tracks, is as conspicuous as a beacon.

The temperament of killing people, and the faint murderous aura surrounding him, these are things that cannot be hidden.

So since we have to play it openly, let's do it openly.

As the short man's footsteps moved forward, the crowd around him gradually became sparse, and after the crowd completely faded, the tigers and wolves hidden in the crowd revealed their true appearance.

There was a mad monk with a long soul-stealing stick, a swordsman with a scimitar and an evil look on his face, and a man who looked like a simple farmer with a boring rake. These three people, like the short man, were all martial arts masters who were originally collected in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Beside them, there were four other well-dressed men, holding cloth bags of varying lengths in their arms. Just looking at the iron color faintly revealed under the round-collared robes, they were all wearing armor.

Including the short man, there were a total of eight people.

In front of them, in the empty alley, there was only one person and one horse.

The alley was not very wide, with thick brick walls of those deep courtyards on both sides. Although it was no problem for pedestrians, if two people wanted to fight inside, it would be difficult for them to move side by side.

"He found a good place for himself."

The crazy monk Jing'an, who was carrying the soul-stealing long stick, couldn't help laughing.

"So, who among us will go first?"

"Don't be silly, everyone will go together."

The man carrying the boring rake swung his weapon, and the walls on both sides of the alley were blasted into broken bricks and stones.

For ordinary people, it may be useful to use the advantages of the terrain to resist the pursuit.

But for the masters with murderous aura, a little advantage of the terrain is not worth mentioning.

"Do it!"

The man using the boring rake rushed up first, and the boring rake in his hand blew a cruel strong wind.

After him, the swordsman holding the scimitar drew his sword out of the sheath, and the dark purple scimitar was far more evil than the swordsman's face. The crazy monk Jing'an, who was carrying the soul-stealing stick, had already disassembled the stick into a nine-section whip with a larger attack range.

At the same time, the short man also opened the package and took out the blood-stained steel round shield.

"Wait?"

The short man, who was about to rush up to fight, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

They rushed up, but why didn't the foreign aids move? Didn't they agree to fight together? Why were they the only ones left?

"You..."

The short man turned his head subconsciously.

Then, his voice choked in his throat.

The four seemingly ordinary but extremely powerful family generals had fallen to the ground at some point. Two swords, a long-handled sword, and a long iron rod, which were supposed to be used to kill Du Chengfeng, were now nailed to the chests of those family generals.

A burly man with a height of nearly seven feet was squatting on the ground, crushing the head of the last family general.

It was as easy as crushing a walnut.

"Hush."

Just when the short man was about to shout something, the burly man squatting on the ground suddenly raised his head and made a gesture to silence him.

"Don't make a sound, you should go over there and fight him."

"You..."

How could the short man not make a sound in shock?

You know, the eight of them were all ready for battle just now, but none of them noticed when this strange burly man came behind them!

He is a master! A master far better than them!

"Hah!"

The short man's reaction has never been so fast. He almost immediately put up his shield. Surrounded by the heavy evil spirit, it only took a moment to condense into an indestructible wall of sighs!

Even if the evil spirit was released, it would not be possible to break his defense. The short man had such confidence.

But in his sight, the big hand like a palm leaf fan still broke his shield, cut his throat, and used his weapon to slam his head into the ground.

"Hey! The hand was too fast!"

Looking at the corpse on the ground, the burly man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Doesn't this mean that I killed five people?"

The previous one was yesterday's update. This is the first update today. I will continue to write the second update. It's getting late. Everyone go to bed first and read it in the morning.

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