Chapter 52 – Chrysanthemums, Ancient Swords and Wine (2)

Fingers gouging at the gaps in the temple’s flying eaves, Fan Xian’s body swung lightly upwards, toes stepping on the outside of the wooden railing that would protrude a few inches, his body suddenly pulling himself up, a few verticals and a few merges, a perfect and incomparable combination of a superb stance and small maneuvers, in the blink of an eye, however, he had already climbed up to the tallest floor of the Suspended Temple.

The situation on the lower hill has been stabilized, the fire has been extinguished, and those powerful nobles of the Qing country is always a long experience of war ruthless role, a little chaos, will calm down, in a few arrangements under the arrangement of the Grand Master in addition to the guards set up another layer of defense, be sure to ensure that the safety of the Temple of the Hanging Sky. At this moment, the crowd anxiously looked up, just in time to see Fan Xian’s figure swept to the top floor like a bolt of lightning, no one thought that Fan Tiji’s skill was so powerful that he could not help but let out a gasp in unison.

Fan Xian’s right hand was firmly gripping the eaves below the penthouse with one hand, his left leg was slightly bent, and his left hand was placed on the handle of the black dagger hidden in his boot, which fluttered slightly in the mountain wind. The penthouse was quiet, but he didn’t dare to just venture in like this, calling out to the top, “Minister Fan Xian.”

Someone in the penthouse seemed to say something, and Fan Xian squinted and watched the countless chilly lights gradually converge in the penthouse wrapped in that layer of wind-transparent window floors, and only then did he let go of his heart. Someone inside said, “Come in.”

With a creak, the wooden window was pushed open.

Fan Xian didn’t dare to be slow, and as soon as the muscles in his waist and abdomen tightened, his entire body popped up, gently and gently diving into the top floor of the temple with the mountain wind for fear of startling the Holy Driver. Feet on the ground, he looked at the corner of the eyes of the guards as if the enemy slowly back a step, know that his earlier if he did not notify the intrusion in, I’m afraid to meet their own, is countless of cold knife splitting face to face.

Sweeping his eyes in the building, he did not see the expected assassination incident, he was slightly relieved in his heart. Then he saw the figure of the Empress Dowager flickering away at the corridor, his most worried Wan Er was supporting the old man, and that mysterious and unpredictable Eunuch Hong was walking at the end with his hands in his sleeves and his body hunched over.

There was a fire below, and the Empress Dowager and the ladies of the palace had retreated first.

“Why are you here?”

A voice that was subdued in its majesty rang out, and Fan Xian froze before reacting, turning around, saluting the middle-aged man beside the square fence on his left, and calmly saying, “The fire below should be man-made. I am concerned about His Majesty’s safety.”

His Majesty, the Emperor of the Kingdom of Qing, wore a bright yellow but obviously more casual style of clothing today, and with his hands behind his back, he looked out over the fence. The terrain here is very high, a glance at the countless rivers and mountains in the eyes, full of yellow chrysanthemums permeated with a sense of killing. The emperor does not seem to worry much about his own safety, his eyes calmly looking at this piece of their own mountains and rivers, seems to be for the temple under those as the enemy of the officials showed a hint of ridicule.

At this time in the building of the Empress Dowager and the ladies have left, at the third floor, and upstairs to meet the guards synthesized one, carefully retreat to the downstairs. On top of the top floor of the airy temple, in addition to His Majesty the Emperor, who was unusually calm, there were also the three royal men, the Crown Prince, the First Prince, and the Third Prince, more than a dozen palace guards with swords, and four or five accompanying small eunuchs.

With a sweep of his gaze, Fan Xian saw the defense force in the building clearly, and a hint of worry could not help but flash between his brows. The fire downstairs was obviously fishy, only to be extinguished by his own quick-wittedness, not giving anyone a chance to take advantage of the chaos, but those hidden assassins must still be in the temple, just don’t know how it’s possible for someone to sneak in with such a powerful strength of the Qing State – but as the Supervisory Court’s chief inspector, he was quite confident in the defense strength of the Qing State. He believed that even if there were assassins lurking around, they could only be the kind of supreme masters who could mess up the world with a single sword, and the number of people could not be more than three.

It was just that Gong Dian was not in the building, a fact that made Fan Xian’s heart tighten. Eunuch Hong helped the empress dowager downstairs, this fact made Fan Xian even more slightly headache, could it be that those assassins set this fire just to transfer that palace’s number one expert downstairs?

At this time upstairs, in addition to those guards with swords, the real masters …… seem to be only one person. Fan Xian slightly arrogantly judged the situation in the building, after all, in his mind, the great prince’s horse kung fu may be good, but really face this kind of sudden killing situation, the gap between him and an excellent assassin is too big.

Looking at His Majesty’s demeanor, it seemed that he didn’t really take this matter to heart, perhaps this was the composure and dominance that one must display as a generation of monarchs, but Fan Xian didn’t want to cause the deaths of countless innocents in the Kingdom of Qing because of the occasional injuries of this middle-aged man, frowning slightly, he made a wink to the Crown Prince who was forcefully displaying his composure behind His Majesty.

The Crown Prince was slightly stunned and immediately knew what Fan Xian was thinking, bowing and saluting the Emperor, “Father, the cause of the fire is unknown, please also retreat for the time being.”

Who knew that the Emperor simply ignored the Eastern Palace Crown Prince’s request and slowly turned around, his hale and hearty face lightly mocking himself as he looked at Fan Xian and said, “Has the fire gone out yet?”

Fan Xian was slightly stunned and nodded, “It’s already out.”

“Then why are you still leaving?” The emperor’s left hand gently stroked the railing as he leisurely said, “In my life, there have been very few times when I have retreated.”

Fan Xian face serene, but the heart has begun to curse the mother, thinking that you love to play cool and play exciting, they do not have this kind of interest, said in a deep voice: “Although there is nothing strange, but here is a high peak, the most difficult to prevent …… Please your majesty to the world, return to the palace immediately.”

To advise an emperor by the world is the most useful means in the court drama of the previous world, but obviously, it is of no use to the emperor of Qing, instead, he turned around and said coldly, “Fan Xian, you are the Tisan of the Supervisory Academy, if someone dares to assassinate me …… that is your dereliction of duty, do you want me to be be punished by not being able to enjoy the flowers because of your dereliction of duty?”

Fan Xian was angry and bitter, thinking to himself that he was merely the supervisory court’s mentioning division, and although the Sixth Office was indeed in charge of this part of the business, this chrysanthemum-appreciation meeting today hadn’t allowed the court to intervene, so how could he possibly anticipate the enemy’s opportunity? –However, he immediately thought, the Supervisory Yuan all over the world network of spies, recently really did not hear what the wind. Under the sky, the power that dares to lay hands on the royal family of Qing, is no more than so two or three, those two or three have been quite quiet lately, the most difficult for people to guess Dongyi City has also remained calm, the Four Gu Swords has always been the key observation object of the Supervisory Yuan, and it can be confirmed that the other party still stays in the Dongyi City.

Looking at the emperor s tranquil demeanor, Fan Xian couldn t help but mutter in his heart, could it be that this fire …… is not a prelude to an assassination? Could it be that he was really too nervous?

Watching Fan Xian fall into silence, the three imperial princes in the field who were qualified to speak thought that he had been reprimanded by His Majesty and was a bit embarrassed about his face. The crown prince coughed lightly, ready to say something for Fan Xian, but suddenly thought, Fan Xian recently these days will be the second miserable, so that his “great relief”, but the strength of this subject seems to have been horrible to the point of their own uncontrollable, at this time the father emperor suppressed the other side, may have other deep thoughts, so shut up, just to Fan Xian cast a reassuring glance. So he stopped talking and just cast a comforting glance at Fan Xian.

The eldest prince, however, would not consider so much, and said in a deep voice: “Father, what Fan Tisi said is reasonable, although in this world, I am afraid that there is no thief who dares to assassinate my father, but for the sake of safety, and for the sake of those bosses downstairs to feel at ease, you’d better go downstairs first.”

The emperor seemed to appreciate the grand prince’s attitude of having one thing to say, but he still did not have a good face for Fan Xian, and said coldly, “Fan Xian, as a supervisory institute’s commissioner, you panicked so much when things went wrong, and really deeply failed to live up to my expectations.”

Fan Xian cursed his mother a few more times in his heart, but his face became more and more humble, and he scoffed, “Your Majesty’s lesson is.”

The emperor looked at him with a slight hint of interrogation, and suddenly said, “Is there some insubordination in your heart?”

“Yes.” Fan Xian’s heart suddenly stirred, and he directly answered in a deep voice, “I think that since Your Majesty is tied to the world by your body, and since your safety and security is no small matter, you must take it all the more seriously, and no amount of caution is too much to ask. This scene of yellow flowers reappears every year, but Your Majesty of the Kingdom of Qing has only one person, so even if I am said to be panicked and timid as a mouse, I will ask Your Majesty to come downstairs and return to the palace.”

There was a moment of awkward silence in the building, no one had expected Fan Xian to dare to contradict His Majesty in public, to discuss His Majesty’s life and death, and to directly refute the emperor’s earlier reprimand of him!

“You’ve got a lot of guts …… “For some reason, after hearing these words, the emperor’s face finally lightened up a bit as he looked at Fan Xian and said, “If I say that you’re as timid as a mouse, I really don’t know where under the sky to find such a big rat.”

This was originally a joke, but apart from the emperor, everyone on the top floor was in a tense mood, and no one dared to laugh in response at all; only the bold Fan Xian laughed, but his smile was a bit bitter.

Suddenly, the emperor’s voice sank three times, even the eyes also closed, let the mountain wind outside the column gently brushed the already middle-aged, wrinkled cheeks.

“I this life, I do not know how many assassinations, you children, how can you know that year’s world, what kind of turbulence?” The emperor laughed softly, “How can it be so easy to force me to leave with such a faulty bureau, a fire that simply won’t ignite.”

Fan Xian watched this scene, despising in the dark that the king of a country was also playing pettiness, but his heart was divided mostly on the surroundings. Gong Dian and Eunuch Hong were not there, the tiger guards were not there, and there were just the guards with three …… or maybe four? Emperor, those close serving the emperor’s eunuchs although loyal, up to three generations of relatives are in the court’s control, but want to rely on these people to protect the emperor, it is really far from enough, especially Eunuch Hong with the empress dowager left, so that Fan Xian is very worried.

Suddenly his heart shook, thinking of a pile of very subtle things – if His Majesty was assassinated at this time, as the Supervisory Court’s Tishee, wouldn’t he himself have to bear the greatest responsibility? Why hadn’t father considered this when he was downstairs?

Eunuch Dai said loudly, “In His Majesty’s life, he has been assassinated forty-three times and has never taken a step back.”

After Fan Xian froze, he immediately thought of Wang Qinian, who was far away in Northern Qi, and cursed in his heart, “It turns out that behind all successful men, there is one or several excellent comic reliefs.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were serene with a powerful confidence, “North Qi, East Barbarians, West Hu, South Vietnam, and those poor bastards whose countries were broken by me, who do not want to kill me with a sword, but these twenty years have passed, and who has done it?” He laughed softly, “When assassination has become a habit, Fan Xian, you’ll probably be able to understand why I’m so unconcerned.”

That is, you’re a skilled laborer – Fan Xian cursed more profanities in his stomach today than any other day. But in his position, he seeks his own administration, and since he has become the Tisan of the Supervisory Academy, he has to be in charge of the emperor’s safety, and most crucially, he doesn’t want to take the biggest black pot under the sky on his own back. So then, still unforgiving, cheeky, bold to persuade the emperor downstairs back to the palace.

The emperor finally succeeded in being annoyed by his words and cursed angrily, “How did Fan Jian teach you to be such a wimp! How did Chen Pingping take a liking to you!”

Fan Xian piled on a smile on his face, but in his heart, he continued to curse, “If you’re capable of teaching yourself, this should have been your scope of business in the first place.

At this time, the situation has long been calm, I guess the more powerful assassin can only take advantage of the opportunity to disappear, otherwise the forbidden army will be spreading nets and searching the mountain, surely there is no good end. So the hearts of the people in the building relaxed a little, watching His Majesty, who had always been happy and angry, rebuking Fan Xian, and couldn’t help but feel a little amused. The crown prince was still shamelessly comforting Fan Xian with a gentle gaze, the eldest prince turned his head away with some intolerance, but it was the youngest oldest one who had the most joyful smile on his face, probably because he was looking at this scene in his heart and felt very out of breath.

I don’t know why his majesty is so angry today, scolding Fan Tisi all the time, as if he was reprimanding his own son in general. After all, Fan Xian is now also a generation of celebrities, important ministers in the court, in the Qing Dynasty court that emphasizes the rule of literature today, such a big hurt the face of the courtiers is still extremely rare.

Fan Xian listened with a bitter smile on his face, but he heard something else, I’m afraid that his majesty is also suspecting the same thing as himself, that’s why he’s particularly angry – if this play is the old cripple or his father’s secret arrangement, he can only praise them for their boldness, ruthlessness, shamelessness and retardation, and actually play such a brave and brave play to save the emperor to show to his majesty! –The emperor was not a fool, at least his IQ was not lower than his own, how could he not see it, it just seemed that the emperor believed that Fan Xian was also kept in the dark.

He sighed in his heart, thinking that there probably wouldn’t be any serious assassins, a farce.

But the thing was, Chen Pingping was not a bit of a kindergarten brat, and Fan Jian was not a little girl who was so scared on her first day of school that she cried at the iron gates, and His Majesty would be even less likely to believe that two of his most trusted subordinates would do something so ridiculous to invite favor for Fan Xian-the reason the emperor was angry didn’t really have much to do with Fan Xian.

The emperor finally stopped talking and turned around and slammed the railing, startling everyone in the building. Fan Xian is a habit of being able to understand people’s master, to the side of Dai Gonggong a nuzzle, made a mouth shape, signaling that he that the emperor master scolded thirst.

Dai eunuch just transferred taiji hall not long ago, is a small intention, look at Fan Ti Si this reminder, can not help but a happy, then ready to serve tea over to serve.

“Change wine.” The emperor did not turn back, but he knew what Fan Xian the kid was doing behind himself, gazing at the fence outside the open landscape, the sky floating clouds in the eyes, finally could not help but gush out a hint of banter, “Coldly chanting a thousand poems of autumn colors, drunken libation of a cup of cold scented wine, both on the high-rise chrysanthemum appreciation, not drinking how to respond to the scene?”

Every three years the chrysanthemum appreciation will be equipped with chrysanthemum wine, early prepared in the side, just hanging temple bizarrely started a small fire, disturbed the crowd uneasy, actually forgot to end out. At this time, listening to His Majesty’s decree, a small eunuch specializing in this duty with clear eyebrows and eyes, hurriedly carried the wine case to the edge of the fence, landing on his toes, extraordinarily prudent and careful.

Listening to the poem, Fan Xian was slightly shocked. This was one of Jia Baoyu’s chrysanthemum poems from the thirty-eighth chapter of the Stone Records, and the emperor read it out at this time, naturally to show himself that he actually knew everything. It was just that this matter could not be hidden from the world after all, and Fan Xian did not take it seriously.

“Stone Records this article, a flavor of male and female love, not inevitably fall down, but the text is still okay …… but these poems, it is a bit out of hand.”

The three princes and their attendants in the building were not sure why His Majesty was suddenly talking about the way of literature at this time, and were slightly stunned. Fan Xian knew that he could no longer retreat, smiled bitterly and bowed and said, “I play the work of the game, I never thought that I would be able to enter your majesty’s green eyes, it’s really fortunate.”

“Oh? I also had thought …… that you were afraid that people would know that this book was written by you under your name, so you deliberately put some despicable effort into the poetry, how childish how to come.”

Fan Xian sighed, not knowing how to answer. At this time, the crowd finally knew that the book of stones, which had always been secretly circulated in the folk palace, had come from the hand of little Lord Fan, and while they were shocked, they felt a sense of entitlement. This book has always been only Tanyu Book Bureau out, and the literary elegance is beautiful, really not a common product, if it is not the literary reputation of the world’s small Fan Lord, I really do not know the world and where to find another person to go.

The emperor took the cup of wine, sniffed the cup of slightly strong aroma, gently sipped, lightly smiling, no longer pay attention to the embarrassed Fan Xian and surprised sons.

On the plate placed two cups of wine, was expected to His Majesty and the Empress Dowager a cup, at this time the emperor took a cup and drank, there is still a cup, and at this time the Empress Dowager has already gone downstairs, then some do not know how to distribute. He took a look at the crown prince, and then looked at the eldest prince, his brows frowned and then opened, and subconsciously pointed his finger at Fan Xian. Suddenly realizing that there was something wrong, he made a very hard turn on the way and pointed to the oldest three who were hiding in the corner, laughing and being surprised at the same time.

The third prince was still young and said with a bitter face, “Father, I don’t like drinking.” Words like these could only be said by a little one, so that he wouldn’t be convicted of a crime against his will.

The emperor sank his face and said coldly, “You dare to do anything stronger than wine, but you are still afraid of such a cup of wine?”

The third prince’s face was bitter, by this icy cold aura, actually scared almost cried out, hurriedly thanked the grace, stepped little feet to the edge of the bar, stretched out the little arm to take down the cup of wine, and then sent it to his mouth.

When the sound of a crunch, the third prince in the hands of the wine cup fell to the ground, rolled away, he stared dazedly at the oncoming cold light, seems how can not understand, they only drink a cup of wine, how this guards want to cut their own death?

After all, he was a prince, growing up in an extremely complicated and dangerous situation, the little guy immediately reacted – someone was assassinating him!

Behind him was His Majesty the Emperor, if he held his head and ran away, then this snowy light-like blade would directly chop at His Majesty’s body. Of course, the Third Prince didn’t have the kind of snow treading stance that Grandmaster Bitter Lotus had, nor did he have a pair of loose hands as strong as a coffin frame like Ye Liuyun, even if he was as strong as he was in front of the Emperor, it was estimated that this shocking blade would directly chop him in half, and take the Emperor’s head along with it.

It was the same whether he dodged or not, so the Third Prince chose the most correct course of action, he stood dead still, staring at the assassin’s blurred face in that slice of blade light, his legs shivering, his crotch all wet, and he screamed shrilly in defiance of the situation!

Ah!

Before the shrill cry resounded through the top floor, everyone in the arena had already discovered the fact of the assassination, for no one had ever thought that there would actually be an assassin among the guards of the Qing Imperial Palace, so when the knife, with a shocking momentum, slashed at His Majesty, who was catching a small glass of wine by the side of the railing, no one had been able to react to it, thus allowing it to break through the guards’ circle of defense.

The only exception was Fan Xian, who, with an exhalation of breath and a turn of the wrist, struck with a fist. This assassin was hiding too deeply, his strike was too sudden, and the blade was too vigorous, so much so that he didn’t dare to retain the slightest bit of it, and the snowy mountain at his waist behind him suddenly appeared brightly, and the true qi that melted and gushed out ran along his right arm like a great river, transporting it to his fist, and then smashing it down into that blade’s light a few paces across the air.

This punch was rather uncomplicated, the wind of his fist had cut through the air, pushing a faint buzzing sound like a muffled thunderbolt, exploding in the blade light, blowing that piece of splattered snow-like blade light into smithereens!

Things were certainly not that simple.

Fan Xian’s chest was stuffy, and he was extremely shocked to find that the person who made the knife was actually a ninth-ranked fighter, but that was right, an assassin who dared to assassinate the most powerful monarch in the world could not have the face to make a move without a ninth-ranked fighter. At this time, he had already drifted to the Third Prince’s side, with a flip of his left hand, the black dagger came out of his leg, extremely sinisterly stabbing at the assassin’s belly.

The knife in the assassin’s hand was only broken in half, but the knife’s momentum became more and more mournful, the speed was even faster, actually seems to be the same life and death in general. The guards finally woke up and yelled over this way, attacking Fan Xian from front to back, there was nothing this assassin could do even if he was a ninth grade powerhouse.

But just at this time, the cloud in the sky directly in front of the Hanging Temple drifted away, revealing the sun, the blazing sun.

With a flash of light, the buildings were flooded with a miserable white color, and then an assassin dressed all in white and holding a plain ancient sword appeared-no one knew how this assassin had appeared on the top floor, and no one realized that he had already approached the emperor’s body through the cover of the sunlight.

The sound of two points of broken wind rose with a snort, and two of the emperor’s guards were the first to react, pulling his majesty back, the price they paid was that these two men’s throats were broken, and blood sped out of their throats, falling to the ground before they even had the chance to pull out their swords.

A man in white, holding an ancient sword, stabbed the Emperor straight in the face!

His Majesty the Emperor, who had previously boasted that he had never retreated in his life, was finally dragged back a few steps by the humongous personal guards in front of this sword that looked like it was from outside the sky.

At this moment, the tip of that heart-stealing sword was actually a foot away from him, but everyone felt that the tip of that sword seemed to have stabbed the Emperor’s throat.

All of them knew that the Emperor of Qing didn’t know martial arts, and a few more guards roared furiously and blocked in front of His Majesty, and with the suddenness of the incident and the concern for His Majesty’s safety, these guards chose the most direct method, blocking the other party’s sword with their human flesh.

Countless blood splattered, but the emperor’s eyes remained tranquil, staring at the white-clothed assassin who went forward with nothing, sword and man in one.

The guards were strong enough, and there was still Eunuch Hong below the Hanging Temple, as well as the only two Ninth Grade powerhouses from the Ye Qin families, at this moment, if they could stop that white-clothed swordsman for a split second, they could save His Majesty’s life.

But who would stop it? The guards have already done their part, they know that their own colleagues out of the assassin, they are afraid that it will be difficult to live, in order to give their families to stay alive, their desperate skills have been taken out, the rest of the things for His Majesty to block the sword, should be left to His Majesty’s sons to do it ……

The several strikes in a row all happened within a very short period of time. At that time, the third prince’s wine glass was still spinning on the ground, and the shocked eldest prince was preparing to rush to his father’s body to block the ancient sword with a murderous aura for him, but he only had time to take two steps, and his heels hadn’t even touched the ground yet.

At this moment, the slender black dagger that Fan Xian had insidiously handed out was still a few inches away from the guard’s assassin’s belly, but he had already felt the shocking sword momentum behind him.

Blood flew all over the sky, blooming like a mountain full of chrysanthemums, and the dead bodies of the guards flew horizontally through the air, and they died not having figured out how that white-clothed swordsman could possibly be hiding above the Hanging Temple, where it had clearly already been inspected.

All of it was like slow motion, very detailed and alarming before Fan Xian’s eyes.

He was even able to use his afterglow to see clearly that the crown prince was rushing towards his majesty with a face full of pathos, that look of loyalty and bravery was really touching beyond words, but it was a pity that his highness coincidentally stepped on a wine cup that his brother had dropped by mistake, slipping and not being able to make any headway, and the whole person was about to present a comical gesture and fall to the ground.

Heaven is destined, chance is coincidental, at this time, only the closest to His Majesty, the fastest reaction Fan Xian, to do this loyal and filial son …… Fan Xian the back of the neck of the cold hairs have stood up, behind the back of the sword on the killing intent, than in front of this ninth grade assassin is more pure, more frenzied, in a very short period of time stirred up the hostility that was deeply buried in the depths of his heart, and he is confident that Within this instant, save both His Majesty and Lao San beside him, only to be surely seriously injured by that white-clothed swordsman behind him.

–But he decided to fight, such a good opportunity, the stingy Fan Xian refused to miss, such a strong enemy, the aggressive Fan Xian, refused to miss!

But it was at this time, to Fan Xian’s somewhat chilling surprise, that the assassins’ final move finally struck.

This time the other party had used the nails that had been buried in the palace guards of the Kingdom of Qing for ten years already, and had spent an unknown amount of money to invite that white-robed swordsman, desperately trying to compromise his own hard work of more than ten years of operation in the Kingdom of Qing, to lure away Eunuch Hong, and to move at the right time, which had led to the current extremely wonderful situation–but that ninth-ranked assassin wasn’t a killing move! However, that ninth grade assassin was not a killing move, and even the white-clothed swordsman with the harsh sword was not a killing move.

The real killing move came from behind the Qing Emperor!

That little eunuch with clear eyebrows who served chrysanthemum wine earlier, when the emperor was forced back several steps by the white-robed swordsman’s sword, he was right in front of him, only to see that he flipped over the wine case, reached out and touched his hand in the corridor pillars, and just like a magic trick, he transformed into a gray and dusky dagger, and fiercely stabbed it down towards the emperor’s back!

The dagger is hidden in the hanging temple of the wooden column, handle end was painted with the exact same color as the wooden column, and through the years, no one can find a murder weapon hidden there, no one knows this dagger placed here has been put how long, no one knows the other side against the emperor of the Qing Dynasty of this assassination plan planned for how long.

Just look at this patience and meticulous arrangements, know that the other side will be sure to win – murder of a country’s king, the most needed is not strength, but determination and courage.

At this moment, in front of the Emperor of Qing, there was a long sword that was ancient, but with a shocking momentum, and behind him, there was a dagger that was ancient, but extremely slippery, so there was no chance to turn around!

Fan Xian knew that he was facing the most dangerous test since he was reborn, even more terrifying than the fight with Haitang in the meadow, but he didn’t have time to lament anything, he had already subconsciously made what he thought was the right choice, and the black dagger came out of his hand and stabbed the other party in the eyes.

He knew that he was not an immortal, even if Uncle Five Bamboo or the four great masters appeared in his place, it was impossible to repel the assassin in front of him and save the life of the oldest three, and then to fight a hard blow with that white-clothed, snow-defying swordsman, and there was still enough time and strength to help His Majesty to deal with the little eunuch behind him.

That little eunuch in the palace didn’t have any kung fu, but that short sword in his hand that was so old and worn out that it was the thing that killed the most people.

So he chose to save the Third Prince before saving His Majesty, and although this choice seemed treasonous in hindsight, in Fan Xian’s eyes it seemed that the Third Prince was only eight years old, still a small child.

To save a person, naturally the younger one should be saved first.

The black dagger stabbed at the first assassin’s eyebrows like a black snake. The other party had planned this time in extreme detail, and of course knew that Fan Xian’s most terrifying tactic was this slender black dagger, which was rumored to be an ominous object that Fei Jie’s old monster had personally enlightened, and that ninth-grade assassin didn’t dare to slow down, and with a flash of his half-straight blade, he directly struck this dagger downstairs fiercely.

He wanted to see how Fan Tishi, who was known to the world as a man of letters and martial arts, could still face his own dagger when he had lost his weapon.

When the dagger had just flown out over the railing, Fan Xian had already turned sharply, drying his back to the assassin, and in the process of turning around, at an extremely fast speed that no one could even see, he flicked a finger in his own hair, and used the momentum to flick it backward.

A fine embroidery needle, impartial into the assassin’s tail finger outer edge, only stuck in a sliver, even the blood seems impossible to bubble out a drop.

Instead, the assassin let out a muffled grunt, suddenly feeling that his qi and blood were not flowing well, and swung out his sword, chopping off his own tail finger.

When he looked up, he had already lost sight of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian had already come to the unrivaled white-clothed swordsman in front of him, stopping between him and the emperor, along with him, naturally, there are also those three soul-stealing black crossbow arrows and a few large pouches have been indistinguishable from the utility of, but muddled together must be very obscene, enough to rot intestines and break the stomach of the poisonous smoke!

A large area of yellow, green and white smoke, in the top floor of the wooden building of the temple spread, it is really indescribably bizarre, like the occasional pyrotechnic fireworks in Kyoto in general.

But that white-robed swordsman even seemed to know Fan Xian’s insidious way of fighting very well, had long avoided those three crossbow arrows, also closed his breath, still straight sword, through a thousand mountains, over ten thousand waters, broke the smoke and arrived, killing Fan Xian’s face.

At this time, all the means are out of Fan Xian, is blocking in front of the emperor’s body, even if this sword stabbed over, will only be the first to stab Fan Xian’s body, even if he is so benevolent that he is willing to take the life for the emperor’s old man, can only be done to this point, as for the assassination of that behind his majesty’s eunuchs …… hmmm, please ask his majesty to seek for more blessings.

A sword came to his face!

The overbearing true qi in Fan Xian’s body was incomparably raging, and at this moment, he didn’t know if it was his mind directing the true qi, or if the true qi had already taken control of his mind, but he only heard him let out a shrill cry, and his palms came out at a rapid pace, and the true qi in his body even seemed to have been compressed into two extremely sturdy mountain rocks, which went out through his arms to meet that chilly sword.

The white-clothed swordsman frowned slightly, knowing that if he still held his sword and went straight in, even if he pierced through Fan Xian’s chest, I was afraid that his sternum would be shattered by these two horrible palms.

With a snort, the ancient sword swung slightly like an immortal fiddling with an earthly green branch, stabbing into Fan Xian’s shoulder!

In this instant, the white-clothed swordsman gave up his sword and slapped against Fan Xian.

There was a loud boom, and the power shook the four corners of the world, making dust and dispersing poisonous smoke. Even if the white-clothed swordsman was a genius, he could not match the foundation of true qi that Fan Xian had laid down during his infancy, and his left hand was a little weaker, and his wrist bone was broken with a kalak sound.

But what made Fan Xian’s heart tremble with fear was that when the white-clothed swordsman was being shaken back by himself, he was actually able to casually pull out the ancient sword that was stuck in his shoulder! How fast and skillful was that?

The white-robed swordsman’s toes pointed at the edge of the railing, and without another glance at Fan Xian, he leaped toward the temple, his clothes blown apart by the mountain wind, like a white crane that didn’t touch the dust.

At the very moment when the white-clothed swordsman and Fan Xian exchanged blows, two not-so-attractive sounds rang out in the middle of the field.

The ninth grade assassin who had caused Fan Xian to be in a bit of a mess had a blood-red face, both of his shoulder bones shattered, blood flowing horizontally, and with a hint of unwillingness and despair in his eyes, he collapsed, a trace of black blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth as he collapsed, and by the time his body had touched the floorboards, he had already died a very thorough death.

Behind this assassin, Eunuch Hong, who had been hunched over, still had his hands up, as if he had not made a move.

Fan Xian suddenly thought of the assassin’s most desperate move, and turned around with a sudden huff, then saw an image that shocked him and made him remember it many years later.

The little eunuch with the dagger intent on assassinating him had fainted on the floorboards, his head surrounded by wood shavings.

And the target of his assassination, His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom, holding half of a wooden plate holding a wine cup in his hand, which was the only weapon His Majesty was able to grab in the chaos earlier, he looked at the little eunuch at his feet and said in a chilling voice, “Although I’m not Ye Liuyun, I’m not something that a character like you can kill either!”

Indeed, although the Emperor of Qing did not practice the so-called martial arts, but after all, he was also a brave man who fought the world right away, and in unusual fights, that still had a few brushes.

The stunned Fan Xian, looking at the image of the emperor holding a half-slice of wooden plate, but somehow remembered the kooky movie …… that he had watched in his previous life Good move Slate!

Under the Hanging Temple resounded a shouting and howling wildly and cursing bitterly, it must be that the white-clothed swordsman had already fled down, it seems that the powerful nobles of Qing Guo really have enough guts and hot temperament, knowing that the other party is the assassin who assassinated the Holy Emperor, they even surrounded each other.

Another cry of alarm and muffled grunts were heard far up the stairs.

At this time is not the time to praise and criticize, Fan Xian stretched his head to the edge of the fence, only to see the ground, the Kyoto guard Ye Chong is covering his lips, with his eyesight, he can see clearly that the other party is spitting blood, must be the previous fight with the white-clothed swordsman, under the hard force.

Ye Chong is one of the few ninth grade powerhouses in Kyoto, Qing Dynasty, since he spat out blood under the sneak attack, that white-clothed swordsman, naturally, was even more seriously injured, and as expected, among the chrysanthemums that filled the mountain in the distance, one could see that white-clothed swordsman’s slightly stunted figure.

“Legend has it that the Four Gu Sword has a younger brother who has been away from home since he was young, and no one knows where he is.” His Majesty the Emperor stood behind Fan Xian and said coldly, “Fan Xian, catch him for me and see if the two brothers are both idiots in the same way!”

The Emperor of Qing, who had always been calm and collected to the core, had finally become angry after a series of frightening encounters.

Fan Xian knew that it was not his turn to say anything at this time, since Eunuch Hong had already gone upstairs, the emperor’s next safety was not his turn to be concerned about, although his shoulder was still bleeding, his person had already leaped out of the railing, like a black bird, sprinting downstairs.

There was another cry of alarm downstairs.

“Watch the show!” Fan Xian’s face was icy cold, and since the emperor had given his word, there wasn’t much he could do.

A few moments after he swept past, the Kyoto guard Ye Chong, who had been caught off guard himself, had also finally finished regulating his breathing, and with a black face, swept over in the direction that the white-clad swordsman had fled. Gong Dian is his senior brother, if you can’t catch that assassin today, I’m afraid that the whole Ye family will be in bad luck, jumping into the river also can’t be washed, even if he spelled out this old life, he also want to personally catch that assassin, and it’s a live capture!

Immediately after, the guards among the light masters, also transformed into countless arrows, pounced between the mountains and the field.

Below the mountain, there were forbidden troops surrounding the mountain, and on the mountain, there were Fan Xian and Ye Chong, the two ninth-grade powerhouses leading a group of red-eyed inner guards in pursuit, so he didn’t know if that white-clothed assassin could still escape.