Realm of Power

In a spacious office, Mo Sang, the leader of the Dark Assassination, looked at the figure who was knocked out on the screen with his old eyes. He suddenly stood up with a look of disbelief on his face. Several top executives of the Dark Assassination next to him were also in an uproar.

"It's so fast, I didn't even see clearly what was going on!" A stout middle-aged man sighed with emotion.

"It was indeed ridiculously fast, and that was Zhang Linfeng from the Heavenly Temple. A monster who had been practicing in the Heavenly Temple for fifteen years. It is said that he used a sword to kill the war-mad mercenary Lucius and his men who tried to break into the Heavenly Temple. One hundred and forty-three people, one battle to become a god, even if we are assassinating, there will definitely be no more than five masters who can fight at close range. I didn’t expect that this time we would come together with the Imperial Bank."

A blond man in charge of intelligence raised the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose with his hand. His eyes were so bright that they stared at Du Yu on the screen, full of curiosity and passion. Who would have thought that, The one who is really ridiculously strong is the target who seems to need protection. Why the leader would spend such a price to rescue this student, the leader has never revealed.

Such a master, just based on martial arts skills, is afraid that he will be able to enter the top three in secret assassination.

Of course, in this era of hot weapons, the power of personal martial arts has been greatly reduced. It is not surprising that someone who can defeat Zhang Linfeng can kill several of Poison Wolf's men. What puzzles the blond man is what Du Yu wants to do. , it is not a good thing to be too sharp at this time. Now the seven royal families are mobilizing all their forces. Investigate the details of this Du Yu. If it is you, you should pretend to be as weak as possible. Exposing your strength too early will only make you more of a target. You may even be besieged as soon as you land on the island. As long as you get on Robensa On Mu Island, life and death are destiny. Even if this person is the assassin, the other seven royal families will think of other ways.

"Xilia, we and the Imperial Bank are allies this time. I don't want everyone to start fighting with each other before we really start. Send someone to appease each other." The old man Mosang stood firm. He was also surprised in his heart. He was mistaken. He didn't expect a student to be so strong. After reviewing the information about this student on the table, Mo Li raised his head and said to the blond man, "There is also information on Du Yu that needs to be re-investigated. Why did he do this?" He is of royal blood, why is there no evidence in the investigation? What’s going on!”

"Yes, my subordinate will go and investigate again immediately." A trace of embarrassment appeared on the blond man's face, he stood up and left.

"Everything you have seen today, especially the matter about Zhang Linfeng being beaten out, must be kept strictly confidential. I believe that the Imperial Bank will not tell such a shameful thing. Otherwise, once the seven royal families have Be careful, we will be in trouble!" Mo Sang, with a serious face, waved to the others. Everyone nodded in agreement. One of his subordinates hesitated and said, "Sir, at the airport. At that time, the target had a confrontation with Lord Jehovah's bodyguard Garcia. It was Lord Jehovah himself who intervened, so no further conflict broke out. However, the target was not timid to face a professional mercenary like Garcia. He was still in the Seven Royal Family. There are rumors that the target is the dark chess that we have cultivated for many years, in order to seize the secret treasure of the first emperor, saying that we are stealing it! "

"What a headache, what on earth does he want to do!"

The old man Mo Sang took a deep breath and rubbed his temples with a hint of sadness. He had already made Ansa passive by forcing it in, but the other party was still so sharp that he almost shouted at everyone, Come and beat me! Can't you just go through the process honestly? As long as you finally land on the island, everything will be over. In fact, the seven royal families don't know at all that they don't value this young student as they think they do. They are just executing an assassin. The secret order passed down from generation to generation, this is the secret order that every generation of assassin leaders are confused and full of speculations. His Majesty, the first emperor of Falcon, ordered to save a young man three hundred years later. It is absurd to say it, but it comes from The emperor's secret order must be carried out no matter how absurd it is!

And only the leader of the Dark Thorn knew that when the first-generation emperor passed down this secret order, he also pointed out that this young man was the future master of the Dark Thorn and would lead the Dark Thorn to new opportunities. The emperor's mysterious and mysterious secret order made all generations of Dark Thorns The assassin leader swore to abide by it. Of course, in fact, just such an unknown secret order would not make An assassin wait with all his heart for three hundred years.

The only thing that can make An assassin die is the interest, which is enough to make An assassin abide by his oath.

The first emperor of Falcon, who knew people's hearts well, came up with something that was enough to make all the assassin leaders of the past generations excited. It was a set of techniques that evolved from the legendary abandoned sword stone of Tianmiao. It had always been just The assassin leader who gave people despicable assassination skills, relied on this skill to become one of the few masters in the mainland, a true martial arts master, but this set of skills has a fatal weakness

That is, before the age of thirty, a person's martial arts will advance rapidly. After the age of thirty, the practitioner's life will decline rapidly, but it is impossible to stop. As long as this set of exercises is practiced, the practitioner's life will decline rapidly. Oneself become a vortex that unconsciously absorbs life force. The skills that others need fifty years to possess can be possessed by practitioners at the age of thirty, just because they have spent the other twenty years of their lives. The force is compressed and absorbed into the body, but the vitality is limited. If it exceeds the limit of vitality, it will begin to consume its own vitality rapidly. Just like Mo Sang in front of him, he looks to be over sixty years old. In fact, Mo Li's Their real age is only forty-one. If they were standing together, who would think that the pale-haired Mo Sang and the middle-aged Jehovah are the same age!

At this moment, the door opened, and a middle-level assassin walked in hurriedly, reporting, "Sir, the target wants to see you."

"Take him to the secret room hall"

The old man Mo Sang hesitated for a moment. No assassin leader who practices this secret technique can live beyond the age of fifty. This has been a pain in the back for all generations of assassins. He doesn't want to die either. He wants to live. All assassin leaders in the past have been To die suddenly and suddenly is like being sucked out of life force. A person who was originally only in his forties is actually an old man in his nineties. Therefore, the moment he chooses to become the leader of the assassination, it is equivalent to choosing death.

Dark Thorn was crazy, twisted, and cruel in the empire era. A person who reached the pinnacle of martial arts and then quickly watched himself aging rapidly day by day could not be normal in his heart, so Dark Thorn was infamous. But Hidden Thorn still abides by his three-hundred-year oath, because They hope that one day they will be able to get rid of the curse. However, in the Mosang generation three hundred years later, with the increasing advancement of science and technology, modern science is still helpless to deal with the decline of their own bodies. Regarding this statement three hundred years ago, , Mo Sang no longer believed it.

Such a secret technique should not appear in this world. He has entered the late stage of death and can smell the approaching death every day. Only by staying around Robbensam Island can such death be avoided. It came slowly. This was also the reason why Hidden Assassin chose to use the area around Robensam Island as his base camp in the later stages. He was just carrying out his duty to abide by his orders, so he did not tell anyone about it.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart. Could it be that this young man really had a special ability that could prevent him from aging rapidly?

Impossible. Only the practitioners know how terrifying this set of exercises is.

It’s so outrageous that it shouldn’t appear in this world at all.

But thinking about the opponent's casual move to defeat Zhang Linfeng of Feitian Temple, which seemed to be swift and yet somewhat familiar, the old man Mo Sang couldn't help but be moved in his heart.

Zhang Linfeng was hailed as a martial arts wizard when he was fifteen years old and the most outstanding outsider of Tianmiao. Although he is only thirty years old now, it is said that he is only one step away from the grand master level. This time he comes to represent Tianmiao. Even the seven royal families did not dare to neglect him. Mo Sang believed that at his peak, it would be difficult to defeat Zhang Linfeng with one move. Not to mention now, he could suppress Zhang Linfeng in the first ten minutes. He was beating Zhang Linfeng, and he was afraid that he would be beaten by Zhang Linfeng in the next ten minutes. This was because the strongest test of the abandoned sword stone technique in Tianmiao was too harsh, and it had driven countless martial arts geniuses crazy for more than two hundred years. The temple announced that it has abandoned the test of the Abandoned Sword Stone. The Abandoned Sword Stone has become more of a viewing point. Instead, it secretly points out that the improved skills passed down from generation to generation do not need to undergo a perverted test like the Abandoned Sword Stone.

As long as you practice it, you can master it, and its power even exceeds that of the Tianmiao orthodoxy, but the side effects are too great and unbearable... Could it be that this young man has practiced the same technique! The old man Mo Sang's heart was a little excited. The unexpected royal bloodline, the unexpected skills of the same clan... What secrets does this young man have?

The assassin's secret room hall is not a secret room in the true sense. As time progresses, so does the assassin. Especially in the decades after the collapse of the empire, with the changes in the world structure, the intelligence system of the assassin has greatly improved. Some parts were cut off or stood on their own. The dark thorn that was known as the shadow of the empire in the past has long been a historical term. Now the dark thorn has become a famous name on the mainland. The mercenary organization, the huge floor-to-ceiling glass is transparent and bright, and the golden sunlight at dusk shines from the distant sea level. The indoor layout is not complicated. The huge light screen full of technology turns the surrounding walls into virtual ones. In the palace, there are more than a dozen oil portraits of blessed people hanging on the walls of the room. Their clothes range from the imperial era to modern times. They are portraits that secretly assassinate the leaders of past dynasties.

"Sure enough, the source of the depleted spiritual energy I felt in the training room should come from this person. It seems that I should have passed on a certain skill to Dark Thorn in the first place to ensure that Dark Thorn was able to deal with this person. The degree of execution of orders” Du Yu’s His eyes fell on the old man who walked into the secret room door in front of him. The tall and thin old man stood tall with his hands behind his back. His sharp eyes like knives looked at him through the narrowed slits of his eyes. He exuded some kind of indescribable domineering and aura. The evil spirit is chilling to see.

Du Yu met his gaze without any hesitation, a smile full of deep meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You are the assassination leader of this generation?"

"Haha, it turns out that a hero comes from a boy!"

The old man was Mo Sang. In response to the other party's challenging words, he smiled instead of getting angry, "Although I have seen thousands of people, I have only seen a person like you who suddenly looks like a dragon or a fierce tiger. Originally, I still I thought you were a reckless person, but the moment I saw you just now, I knew that I "You are mistaken. You just wanted to see me in the first place, so you made such a big fuss." "Tell me, why do you want to see me? If you can't give me an answer that satisfies me, even if I order the assassination Even if I save you, I will also order you to be disposed of, this involves the dignity of the assassin!"

The corners of the old man Mo Sang's mouth turned up slightly. On the surface, there was no movement at all, but an inexplicable aura rose to its peak in an instant, and his murderous aura surged. As the words fell, heavy energy surged through Mo Sang's body like waves, like It was a sickle, like a sharp blade. There was a whining sound in the originally sealed chamber space, and there was a slight tearing sound in the air.

Several pages of documents on the table were picked up by the wind and exploded in the air. Countless scraps of paper were flying in the sky. A bench had its legs cut off and turned into pieces before it fell.

"I bet you can't last a minute in this state. If it lasts more than a minute, I can help you collect the body tomorrow morning!" Du Yu laughed out loud, a pair of tiger eyes shot out a sharp divine light, Yuanting looked proud. Standing upright, he said calmly. The sudden explosion of spiritual energy on the other party confirmed his guess. He was the one who found the person himself. The nearly exhausted spiritual energy on the other party had turned dark black, which was the feeling of losing vitality.

He felt a spiritual energy shaking in the training room, which was left by someone who had been practicing in the forging room for many years.

But this aura is different from other auras. The source of this aura is like a candle in the wind. It is completely supported by life force and may be extinguished at any time with the same weakness. This is the forging collection room of Dark Thorn. Luo Musheng's status is The Dark Thorn should not be low, but even Luo Musheng did not dare to touch the things in the forging collection, which shows that this collection room is most likely owned by the Dark Thorn leader himself, and only the Dark Thorn leader is qualified to enter here.

The leader of the Dark Assassination is a spiritual energy practitioner, which is enough to surprise Du Yu. Is this also the backup he left behind? But that's right. If there is no means to make the assassin obey, who will take such an order seriously in three hundred years? Since it is his back-up, then there must be other valuable ones. Something, I must see this assassin leader

But think about it, it is not easy to meet the leader of the assassination, so Du Yu quickly found a reason to make the other party agree to meet him.

For example, defeat the middle-aged man who looks like an immortal with one move.

Although he did not know the identity of the middle-aged man, Du Yu immediately smelled the breath of a Tianmiao cultivator from the aura emanating from him. However, compared to the original Tianmiao high priest, this middle-aged man was still It's far behind, otherwise this middle-aged man wouldn't be able to leave the Holy Mountain of Tianmiao. But as long as he is from the Tianmiao family, he is a scumbag in front of Du Yu. The high priest of Tianmiao was not good at the beginning, and this one in front of him is even worse. ,

Just relying on the mobilization of spiritual energy, Du Yu used the long sword as a medium to immediately control the spiritual energy in the opponent's body, and then caused the spiritual energy in the opponent's body that had been cultivated in the Tianmiao for many years to run out of control, catching the middle-aged man off guard. , was so frightened that he was at a loss, and his body was like a sharp knife. Facing Du Yu's huge impact, he had no room for resistance at all, and was directly knocked out.

However, Du Yu has no intention of destroying the other party. He just disrupts the other party's aura and meridians. He can recover after cultivating for a period of time.

"How did you know!"

After hearing Du Yu's words, the old man Mo Sang swayed, and the whistling wind in the secret room suddenly disappeared. The evil sharp eyes finally showed surprise, and his face turned pale. The most vulnerable place in his heart was here. The other party actually knew that he would be punished for going too far. He mobilized his strength and died... This has aroused his murderous intention. If the outside world knew that he, the assassination leader, had arrived in Fengzhu At the age of his old age, his so-called strength is already strong on the outside and strong on the inside. He can only maintain his peak state for less than a minute. Those seven royal families who have scruples about the hidden thorn will definitely join forces to uproot the hidden thorn without hesitation. , the secret assassination for so many years has offended countless people, not to mention keeping the emperor's secret, which made the seven royal families hate each other to the core.

"I remember that there is a sentence in the inheritance code of the assassin leader, the cat only has its owner in its eyes!" Du Yu naturally curled his lips and looked at the oil painting behind the old man Mo Sang.

Without looking at Mo Sang's extremely shocked old face, he walked straight towards the oil painting in the middle.

It was an authentic work handed down from the imperial era. Just the frame was inlaid with hundreds of diamonds, full of the luxury and jewelery of that era.

They were two bright and flower-like women in palace attire. The eldest was between twenty-seven and eighty-year-old, with slightly wavy hair, crescent-like dark eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, and a pretty nose. The flawless face is so She is so beautiful, her skin is as crystal clear as snow jade exposed outside her palace attire, she is leaning on a bench, her figure is as graceful as a Luo Shen emerging from the water, but the more you look at her, the more you feel her indescribable beauty. The more dazzling and eerie it becomes. The other is a girl holding a white Persian cat. She is only 17 or 18 years old. She has a gorgeous appearance. Standing next to her gives people an out-of-place coldness. She is the portrait of the two girls of the big master and the little master. , Du Yu stretched out his hand towards the oil painting,

He personally ordered this painting to be painted by an imperial painter, and it has been hanging in the lobby of the Dark Assassin headquarters. Except for the bosses and himself, almost no one knows the real secret of this painting.

In front of the finger is the girl's high chest in the portrait.

"How dare you!"

Such an obscene move made even the old man Mo Sang glare with angry eyes and reach out his hand angrily. A strange light flashed through Du Yu's eyes. Mo Sang's whole body was shocked. He wanted to move, but suddenly found that he couldn't move his whole body. , Mo Sang's heart immediately ached, and the look he looked at Du Yu contained anger. What's going on! What's wrong with my body? Could it be that the performance just now caused a backlash?

Du Yu's hand fell on the portrait, and his whole person seemed to change instantly.

On his body, a fierce momentum suddenly burst out, surrounding the surroundings, and there was a muffled roar echoing in the secret room. The position where the finger fell was not the girl's chest, but the white golden cat close to the girl's chest. As if by magic, the right eye of the golden cat made a "click" sound and was pressed into the painting like a button.

With the sound of the mechanical spring clicking, a scroll popped out from the deep cat's eye position.

"What's going on?"

Mo Sang was completely confused. As the leader of the assassination, of course he knew that there was a secret saying passed down through the generations that only the owner is in a cat's eyes. However, except for the first-generation masters, almost no one knew about this meaningless statement. The meaning of this sentence, and this seemingly proverbial code phrase itself, is not particularly special, but I didn’t expect that the real secret is here!

The old man Mo Sang felt that he was going crazy today. This young man who was full of mystery made him feel at a loss.

"The first generation emperor left his portrait and a secret order in it as a certificate to ensure that when the royal family split, the orthodox side could get the full assistance of the assassins." Du Yu said with a wry smile on his lips. This was In order to deal with the back-up of descendants competing for kingship, no one can guarantee their descendants. There will be no endgame in the struggle for royal power. According to the revelation of the Qing royal family's secret order hidden in the Guangming Palace, Du Yu created this secret order hidden in the cat's eye. In fact, it is orthodox proof. If there is civil strife in the royal family, who can secretly reveal If you take out this emperor's secret order from the portrait in the assassin's headquarters, you can get the support of the assassin.

But what makes Du Yu happy is that this portrait is complete

The Persian cat has been lying peacefully in the little master's arms for three hundred years, and there is no sign that the secret order in the cat's eyes has been taken out. This shows that the struggle for royal power among his descendants should still be controlled within a certain range, and has not exploded to the point where the secret order is really needed to cleanse everything. to the extent,

Du Yu stretched out his hand and took out the scroll from the cat's eye. Three hundred years of time could hardly be seen on the scroll. It seemed that it was well preserved in the oil painting. First, he took out the letter with his falcon ring. The cloth cover of the seal, and then slowly unfolded the portrait of the emperor. Looking at himself from three hundred years later, Du Yu took a deep breath. What should he say in regards to the greetings from three hundred years later!

"This is the heraldic ring of an emperor!"

The old man Mo Sang's eyes immediately fell on the heraldic ring shaped like a falcon spreading its wings. His face turned pale and he took a few steps back in shock. The number of heraldic rings of an emperor was extremely rare. As a magical item used by the emperor to mobilize the army at that time, it had the highest status. After the death of the first emperor of Falcon, it is said that they were all buried in the tomb.

Even though the current Falcon Royal Family is gone, now it suddenly appears in front of him

Seeing this ring, the old man Mo Sang was able to guess who was in the painting. Who else could the owner of the dark thorn be besides the first emperor himself?

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I can save you!"

Du Yu spread out the portrait in his hand, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze. The emperor in the portrait was wearing armor, the armor was cold, wearing the most famous imperial crown of the empire, and wearing a red cloak, standing on the royal palace, the empire hunter The eagle flag fluttered above the head, and on both sides were the scenes of the legendary ministers of the empire kneeling on one knee.

The picture is very majestic and must have been painted by a palace master.

Du Yu had already gasped when he saw the emperor's appearance in his hand. The emperor's appearance was his own, lifelike and exactly the same.

Yes, that’s what I look like now, not Falcon Dustin’s appearance

"I'll go, what's going on!" Du Yu couldn't help but cursed, who is cheating me!

"Oh my God, His Majesty the Emperor!" Next to him was the voice of Mo Sang kneeling on the ground.