Chapter 134 – The Cangshan Mountain Has Snow and the Sword Has Frost (III)
The wind and snow flew rapidly, flying along those few blurred figures, flying horizontally in a clockwise direction in mid-air, gradually connecting into countless lines, looking like the wool that was woven into a ball in a folk’s boudoir or the cocoon silk spat out by the spring silkworms in the south of the Yangtze River, transforming into an orb that covered up all of those figures within that were caught up in the moment of peril.
This white snow fluffy orb was not static, but used a strange speed to retreat towards the Taiji Hall at the back of the snowy field. It was not known what kind of mindset those few strong people inside used to ensure that those rapidly rotating snow filaments were not whipped into a piece of scattered snow by the strong wind.
Earlier, when Wang Xulang and Haitang swept out from the Taiji Hall, they opened two doors, and at this moment, the Taiji Hall was like a huge beast made of shadows, opening its mouth, ready to swallow that round and huge snowball into its belly with a single bite, and the interior was dark.
Only the door of the hall was not fully open, that mouth was too small, so when that snowball floated to the main door of the Taiji Hall, its size was even a bit bigger than the door of the hall. The snowball quickly hit the door of the hall, but exceptionally marvelously did not make a sound. Those carved with complex decorations of the wooden door in an instant by the snowball melting momentum held in the killing intent, battle intent to destroy, a deep into the wood of the scar instantly produced, destroy the general scattered away.
Ten thousand years of time may be so silently destroy everything, but this one eddy snow silk composition of things, but also produced such a powerful effect, should be soft incomparable snowflakes, in the high-speed rotation, become like a myriad of sharp steel knives, cut through the space of the existence of everything.
Such a terrifying effect was naturally due to the fact that that Grandmaster in that space had already exerted his peak realm at this moment.
The snowball went all the way through the air, flew through the long imperial road, crashed under the imperial platform, the sound was issued again, the sound of the snowball exploded, the snowflakes such as arrows snorted out in all directions, hitting the entire Taiji Hall began to tremble weakly, the beams did not show signs of breakage, but the beautiful interior decoration of the hall was all struck into a ground of waste gravel!
Several silhouettes shot out, Wang XIII Lang and Haitang fell into the debris, blood sprayed wildly, and XIII Lang’s arm has long been turned into a miserable twisted flesh and blood, meridians broken.
Stabbed out the last sword of the shadow, all in white prostrate in front of the imperial platform, the head below all the blood, not moving, actually do not know life and death, his sword breathless in the hand, the tip of the sword remains a section of blood stains.
However, this plain sword was not able to break through the blood barrier at the root of His Majesty’s thighs, in such a situation, the shadow stabbed out the sword of necessity, obviously already pierced into His Majesty’s flesh and blood, but from the outside of the temple to the inside of the temple, the earth and the sky shook, and the winds and the objects were in turmoil everywhere, the tip of the sword could not even quiver for a moment, and it could not even move for an inch, until it was finally shaken out of His Majesty’s body, in vain!
In this period of time, His Majesty relied on the vastness of the true qi cultivation as if the river and the sea, with the intention of the King’s Way to release the domineering momentum, the entire space of several people are suppressed in the realm of rounding, in this area, His Majesty’s mind is the guideline for all behaviors, no one can resist!
The bright yellow silhouette in this messy imperial platform looks so blinding, his majesty is still standing straight, did not even glance at the dragon chair that turned into a pile of rotten wood behind him, his face is pale, his hands outside his sleeves are slightly trembling. Although injured, he was still as unrivaled and invincible.
The shadow that was prostrate before the imperial platform, like a dead fish suddenly moved, he floated up like that, white clothes in the wind, blood dripping from the corners of his lips, an extremely poisonous sword stabbed towards his majesty’s throat.
The stab fell short. This was a matter of course, the shadow’s face was pale, and mixed with blood he spat out one word: “Retreat!”
When he delivered that last sword, his person had drifted backward at a rapid pace. The first sword was not able to kill His Majesty the Emperor, then today he would no longer have a chance, although the shadow was bent on avenging Chen Pingping who had suffered death by a thousand cuts, however, he was ultimately an assassin, and among the four who had entered the palace to carry out the assassination today, he was the one with the most poisonous vision and the most stable state of mind, and when one strike was not successful, he naturally had to float back. He was just worried that those two seriously injured young masters would still give up their lives to fight with His Majesty the Emperor, so he shouted that one word.
The sound of that one word still fell, three figures within the Taiji Hall that had already turned into a mess whistled and broke through the air, running towards the outside of the hall. The least injured Begonia Duo Duo landed at the very back, with a show of her flower cloth cotton jacket, she transformed into a flower shadow and bloomed in the dark space within the hall.
The moment the flower disappeared, the three ninth ranked powerhouses also disappeared from within the Taiji Hall, and His Majesty the Emperor remained silent as he stood on the imperial platform, unusually surprised that he did not pursue. Previously, once the supreme strength and rigidity domain was released, those three powerhouses were seriously injured and could no longer recover, at this time, fleeing the hall was already at the end of their strength, if the Emperor had made a move at this time, he would have killed these three people very easily.
His Majesty the Emperor didn’t move, he just quietly lowered his head, spread out his hands, feeling that chilling pain coming from his neck, looking at the blood and flesh that had been cut open in front of his chest, the blood stains that seeped out of his bright yellow dragon robe, and the bloody hole that was marked at the root of his thigh.
Clear pain traveled into his mind from all three places, causing this mighty emperor’s majesty to be a bit dazed. How long has it been since I have been injured? It was three years ago on the Great Eastern Mountain, when I faced the Bitter Lotus and the Four Gu Swords, what I used up was only the vast true qi and supreme spiritual qi that I had been harboring for my entire life, but today …… when I faced a few young people in the area, I was even injured?
The emperor stretched out his left hand and wiped it on his lapel, looking at the blood on his white palm, frowning slightly, it was hard to repress the exhaustion, for the first time inwardly asking himself, could it be that he was really old?
His eyes flashed with a palpitating chill. The four people who had struck out today were all clear to him. An Zhi naturally didn’t need to be mentioned, this kid was actually able to force out his disembodied sword qi today, his talent and diligence was truly outstanding. And Shadow had been following that old dog, but had been hiding his existence in the space where the Emperor existed, the world’s number one assassin was truly outstanding.
As for the two shut-in disciples of the Bitter Lotus and the Four Gu Swords, His Majesty the Emperor was no stranger to them, and although he had never seen Haitang Duo Duo, he knew this holy woman of Beiqi by heart, and knew of her relationship with Fan Xian, and back then he had even moved to have Fan Xian marry the woman. Wang XIII Lang …… s scene on the Dadong Mountain back then made His Majesty the Emperor memorize it and appreciate it.
Apart from Shadow, three such outstanding young men would undoubtedly be the most marvelous characters in this world in the future, and today’s united assassination of the Emperor, although defeated, was still defeated in such a sensational manner that there was no way for the Emperor not to appreciate it and not to have the intention to kill.
The Emperor slowly stepped out of the quiet Taiji Hall, walking step by step, slowly combing through the overbearing true qi in his body that had already begun to show signs of instability, his face cold, his eyes unusually cold, quietly looking at the palace gates in the center of the Imperial City that had already been successfully opened by Fan Xian’s number of people.
He didn’t care how Fan Xian and the others were able to open the palace gate under the eyes of the forbidden army and guards, nor did he worry if these thorns in his bones, enemies who reminded him of his senility with their youthful pride, would just disappear into the sea of people.
“Kill them all.” The Emperor spoke calmly and commanded, as if recounting a common household matter, and thus confidently and coldly decided the life and death of those few young powerhouses who had just escaped from the palace. Then he received a brand new, clean dragon robe from Eunuch Yao, who had just arrived at the entrance of the palace, and began to change his clothes.
The shadow retreated the fastest, and as he grabbed Fan Xian, who was in a semi-conscious state, in the snow, he stifled a grunt, forcing down the mouthful of blood that was coming up in his body, and drifted towards the direction of the palace gates in a bizarre and incomparable manner, like a bird. Behind him, Wang Thirteen Lang followed behind in a strange posture, while Haitang Duo Duo, who had already taken off the flowery cotton jacket and was wearing a plain single coat, followed at the end with a calm face.
At this time, all four of them were injured either lightly or seriously, wanting to climb over the palace wall had become an unfeasible task, only to break through towards the palace gate, however, everyone knows that the palace gate directly opposite the Taiji Hall is the most tightly defended place in the entire imperial city, but Shadow indifferently broke through, still without a hint of hesitation, not because of Fan Xian’s explanation, but because he is a person from Dongyi City, he knows what’s the most in the Sword Lodge. .
The scattering actinium that the Northern Qi people had used earlier was the giant crossbow that guarded the city in one of the imperial city’s corner towers, and when that muffled sound rang out, the imperial city’s forbidden guards finally knew that an assassin had come to the imperial palace today. However, the Tai Palace inside and outside the snow in that fight to the death began too quickly, ended too quickly, when those four strong figures rushed to the palace gate, the forbidden army within a part of the masters are towards the imperial city corner building to converge, and stay in the palace gate at the forbidden army only had time to just organize a good formation, like a big net.
However, this net is initially woven, it will be torn apart by the sword light that rises up from the sky, the four skyrocketed lingering sword light is born from nowhere, the forbidden army formation at the palace gate will be twisted into a big mess, limbs flying, blood splattering wildly, and miserable cries!
Dongyi City Sword Lodge thirteen disciples, in addition to Fan Xian sent in Jiangnan to protect Su Wenmao and Xia Qufei’s number of people, in addition to stay in Dongyi City to set the heart of the army of a few people, a total of four nine grade swordsmen!
No one knew how these Ninth Grade swordsmen had secretly infiltrated the palace, but people knew that the disciples of the Sword Lodge had shocked the world with their killing intent, and with the realm of the Ninth Grade, performing assassinations, there was no force in the entire world that could resist, except for the six divisions ruled by the Supervisory Yuan’s Shadow.
Only for a moment, the forbidden army that could not react well was killed in a big mess, the heavy palace door was also pulled open a gap, in the forbidden army generals and guards shift value angry howls, four sword lodge disciples indifferently controlled the deep palace door long way, killed a very small space, escorted from the snow, from the direction of the taiji hall to escape from the four people of Fan Xian, like a wisp of ghosts, flashing out of the palace door gap, ran to the The square in front of the Imperial City, which was a cold and magnificent place, was white.
Fan Xian suffered a finger from His Majesty the Emperor, his index finger was shattered, and his body was invaded by the strong and overbearing true qi, if not for the fact that his body’s meridians were different from normal people, and he practiced the same quality and homogeneity of true qi as Emperor Qing, I’m afraid that under that heavy finger, his whole body would have been exploded.
But even though he survived, he still felt that his meridians had developed countless ruptures, and inside and outside his body, it was as if there were countless thin iron wires that had been red-hot and were swimming around inside his body, and his heart snorted, and that kind of pain that was hard to suppress stabbed into his mind, and the instincts of human beings for self-preservation made it extremely easy for him to pass out in the midst of this kind of intense pain.
However, Fan Xian could not pass out, because he knew that he had not yet escaped the palace alive. His somewhat blurred vision had long since seen the clear and violent sword intent released by those few Sword Lodge disciples, and his brow wrinkled painfully, for these Sword Lodge disciples were not arranged by him, and he had not even thought of dragging the Sword Lodge into this mess.
Shadow was an old minister of the Supervisory Court, Haitang was his woman, Thirteen Lang was his friend, and the three people moved by today’s assassination into the palace were all Fan Xian’s personal connections. After all, this is a gentleman’s battle with his majesty, his majesty can tolerate Fan Xian to find these people to help, can also guess, however, if Fan Xian used the power of Dongyi City or even North Qi, this thing will only be more trouble.
And even more troublesome is the quiet outside the palace at this time, a white snow in the square in front of the imperial city, is so quiet as to seem like a person also have no. When the four sword lodge disciples also transformed into ghostly shadows, holding swords to escort Fan Xian four people stepped on the snowy ground of the square outside the imperial city, the whole world seems to be only able to hear the footsteps of this line of people, and even appeared to be so silent.
This deathly quiet was too weird, and anyone would know that there was something wrong. Although Fan Xian had no intention of utilizing the disciples of the Sword Lodge, the road he arranged to leave the palace was the same as the Shadow’s choice, and it was also the main gate of the Imperial City that no one would have thought of. The reason why he chose the main gate of the imperial city was also because Fan Xian had deduced clearly beforehand that when he entered the palace to negotiate with His Majesty, and the matter of his poisoning of He Zongwei should have already broken out in Kyoto, those civil officials would definitely come to knock on the door to voice their grievances, and those stubborn imperial historians would even kneel in the snow, exerting infinite pressure on His Majesty.
This has been confirmed in last night’s report from Eunuch Yao, so at this moment when Fan Xian escaped from the main gate of the palace, he should have seen a field full of grieving officials, heard the noisy chatter, the snow has been trampled into a sludge, and the servants of the various mansions are hiding in the distant streets and alleys in the carriages, and this line of them escaped from the people, they can take advantage of the chaos and disappear, and even how to seize the carriages of the various mansions Fan Xian. Even Fan Xian had already thought of a way out.
However, nothing, only a white blanket of earth really clean, the only thing they can see is their own line of people in the snow left footprints and faint shadow, the only thing they can hear, just their own heavy gasping.
All of them noticed the abnormality, the palace gate at the back had slowly closed up again, the forbidden guards inside very surprisingly did not chase out, yet the shadow was still cold and indifferent, darting towards the front. Knowing that there was something fishy at the moment, knowing that this might be a trap, yet what else could the crowd do? Apart from rushing over and breaking through.
The square in front of the Imperial City was extremely majestic and expansive, and had once accommodated 100,000 people during a military parade back then. Three years ago, Kyoto rebellion, Qin Ye two families led the army siege palace, there are tens of thousands of troops gathered here. And today a thick snow above, can only see this line from the palace hard to kill out of the people, looks like that lonely, very poor.
From the right rear of this lonely team came a series of light murmur, the imperial city corner of the sporadic fighting seems to be over, the Northern Qi people planted in the South Qing the longest spies and assassins probably has been the forbidden army swept clean. At this time, however, there were two figures that fell down from the vermillion palace wall at the corner tower!
The imperial city is very high, the two figures fell very fast, looked to fall into the snow, fell a fracture death of the end, unexpectedly, but heard the sound of the air, a burst of shouting, a figure waist scimitar out, in the palace wall seems haphazard, but actually wonderful to the top of the millimeter chopping, each knife chopping down, will be in the vermilion newly repaired on the palace wall to leave a deep trace.
That person is a pair of curved sword, strength is extremely strong, in the air even can maintain their own shape, while the other person obviously cultivation to be weaker, only with the hand of the sword into the companion’s hilt chain.
However, in a matter of a couple of rises and falls, these two figures fell heavily under the palace wall. The lanky strongman was not injured and grabbed his partner and ran towards the middle of the snowy field. Looking at where he was going, it seemed that he was going to meet up with Fan Xian and his party.
These two people were the few remaining ninth grade experts of Northern Qi, one of them was Master Bitter Lotus’ closed disciple, the first expert of the Northern Qi Imperial Palace, Wolf Peach, and the other was Daoist He!
At this time, Fan Xian and his group had already run to the middle of the vast snowy field, and suddenly realized that there were inexplicable extra companions, so they were stunned.
In order to cooperate with Fan Xian’s actions, the young Emperor of Northern Qi had even spared two of his most powerful killing generals to infiltrate into Southern Qing, which could truly be described as a lot of blood. However, the wolf peach adult first entered the Kyoto, but did not have the time to play his real skill, can only cooperate with the potential palace spies, with the city crossbow to send an arrow, then only to watch the assassination in front of the Taiji Hall of the opening scene and the curtain.
Heroic shortness of breath, nothing more than this, a body of cultivation pure thick to the extreme Wolf Peach, actually is not even a knife to the Qing Emperor chopped down, will be forced by the forbidden army to disappear down the imperial city, and he was beside the He Taoist is injured on the foot, only to be lifted by him in the hand.
“Don’t run.” Fan Xian, who had been lifted by the shadow in his hand, looked at the wolf peaches that were gradually going to converge in one place and spoke indifferently. The pupils of his eyes shrunk slightly, and in his heart, there was more than just surprise, there was also an absurd anger. Why did people in the world always think that they could go along with everything that they wanted to happen? Whether it was the disciples of the Sword Lodge or the appearance of the Wolf Peach, Fan Xian’s heart was alarmed. The things he had arranged and planned for so long had suddenly lost their foundation at this moment, and there was no way for him not to feel sad.
What made Fan Xian feel even more desolate was the quietness of this Heaven and Earth Plaza. A group of people gathered on the snowy ground in the middle of the square, not very far from the residential houses in front of them, and even closer to the intersection on the right, yet all of them knew that there must be some unknown dangers waiting for them in those places.
Fan Xian was once again defeated in the hands of the Emperor’s old man, a defeat, and the appearance of the disciples of the Sword Lodge and Wolf Peach, the two Northern Qi people, even more so, the last excuse he used to save his life was gone, he did not know that His Majesty the Emperor had already issued an order for certain death within the palace, he did not know that his own battle of the heart was not able to succeed in the end, and the pupils of his eyes flooded with a faint hint of fatigue.
The shadow stopped in silence, right in the middle of the blizzard. Haitang wiped away the blood at the corner of her lips, smiled faintly, and walked over to Fan Xian, who was sitting in the snow, and squatted down and inclined her head, saying, “I have long since said that, like you, like this, you have two ends of the stick, wanting to comply with your brother’s feelings without going against your sister-in-law’s wishes, is really a very childish idea.”
“I just want a few less people to die, it’s a private matter after all.” Fan Xian smiled extremely reluctantly, sitting in the snow, feeling the coldness of the ice and snow coming from under his buttocks, and said, “If I am shameless to the extreme, there will be ten thousand people coming to pay their respects, it’s just that I can’t do it, or else why would I have made such a mess in the palace today?”
Wang XIII Lang drooped his bloodied arm and walked to his side, and said in a sandy voice, “At least you tried. Even though you lost, it was good.”
Fan Xian spat a mouthful of bloody spittle into the snow beside him and gasped, “But I’m really afraid of death.” Despite his words, his eyes glowed with a very rare serene and peaceful light.
“It looks like you don’t like my arrival much.” Wolf Peach walked up to Fan Xian’s body and said calmly, “It’s just that your personal vendetta is actually the personal vendetta of the rest of us, so my arrival has nothing to do with you …… Of course, it must be admitted that, for the first time, I found out that the original killing of people like this didn’t have much to do with martial arts cultivation, and in this matter , I appear to be somewhat incompetent.”
Wolf Peach glanced at his own senior sister, Haitang Duo Duo, and resumed frowning at Fan Xian, “If Duo Duo had been willing to tell me about your plans, perhaps today’s ending would have been different.”
“Oh, the ending may have been predetermined long ago, one has to believe in fate …… However, stay a while and if you can carry me out, I won’t say you’re incompetent.” Fan Xian miserably showed his teeth and looked at Wolf Peach and said.
Just in such a white and quiet and incomparable snowy field, this group of assassins who had concentrated the most elite and powerful forces in the world nowadays then casually chatted in the middle of the snowy field, and it seemed that no one was thinking about who would be able to escape once the powerful and terrifying state apparatus of the Qing Kingdom began its siege.
The countless forbidden troops on the imperial city turned into layers of black lines, bows and arrows in hand, coldly staring at those assassins in the snowy ground below the city, ready to fire their arrows at any moment. Gong Dian squinted his eyes as he stood in the middle, looking at those in the snow, his heart feeling slightly heavy, wondering why young Lord Fan could still laugh at this point in time.
At the same time that Fan Xian and the others were talking, the situation in the square in front of the Imperial City had already changed, and those seemingly normal residential buildings had poked out an unknown number of crossbows and arrows, and the arrows that shone with a chilling light were like densely-packed murderous grasses, aiming at the group of people in the middle of the snow!
And at the nearest intersection, the sound of horses’ hooves like thunder slowly rang out, more than two thousand elite cavalrymen in iron armor sealed off that place, leaving no passageway that could be used.
With ten thousand arrows, who could survive? Iron horsemen charging, where could flesh resist? Everything seemed to have come to a dead end, and there was no longer any variable that could change the occurrence of all this and delay the arrival of death.
Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at those mighty cavalrymen at the intersection, looking at Ye Chong who was personally leading the cavalry in front of the cavalry, looking at the stern and terrifying arrow tips above the two-story mansion, looking at the dozens of ascetics wearing hats and hats, with an incomparably cold exterior but an incomparably fervent heart, who were gradually approaching the middle of the snowy field, and he finally couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
Back then, it was his arrangement that the Great Prince’s forbidden army cleansing operation started in those residential houses, and the various departments of the Supervisory Yuan cooperated with the black cavalry, and it was along the Zhengyang Gate all the way up to the Ding Zi Junction, which had cut off the rebel cavalry brigade, and nailed Qin Heng to death in front of the Imperial City, so that the old Qin family would have no more children and no more grandchildren.
And today, His Majesty the Emperor’s arrangement is also like three years ago, blocking any way to live, really like history repeating itself, and I do not know if there is that kind of thing called retribution in the netherworld.
Surrounding the enemy, luring them out of their cages, sweeping away all the forces that dare to resist them, this is a routine that His Majesty has been used to for a long time, however, the Great Eastern Mountain is in front of us, so what is this kind of battle today? Just how accustomed to the routine, under the support of Qing’s powerful strength, there was still no one who was able to break His Majesty’s Temple Calculation.
“There’s really nothing new.” Fan Xian’s pupils were a bit lax, and he mumbled indistinctly with the blood, then quite simply his head tilted and fainted to death in Haitang Duo Duo’s arms. Today, he fought with Emperor Qing several times, and in the end, he forced out his fingertip sword qi, but he still couldn’t defeat His Majesty’s supreme true qi, and was tragically crushed by a finger, and the loss of his spirit and true essence had already reached the point of exhaustion, and it was already considered to be a very remarkable character that he could endure until this point before he fainted.
Square around the footsteps slowly and steadily sounded, the sound of horse hooves also did not slow down a little, I do not know how many Qing elite soldiers from the square of the four sides of the approach over, gradually the snow in the middle of the place into the arrow range, and that dozens of wearing a hat and hat of asceticism is standing in front of the army, indifference to look at these people. If once the long arrow attack couldn’t destroy all the assassins, it was naturally the time for the iron horsemen and ascetics to take the field.
At this time, among the line of people, except for the Wolf Peach and the four strong men of the Sword Lodge, there were no more intact people, and facing such a strong force suppression, anyone knew that they could not escape at all. However, they had already entered the ninth rank, except for Fan Xian, these people had already looked down on life and death, no one’s face showed a trace of fear.
Wolf Peach and those four Sword Lodge powerhouses exchanged glances, each understanding what they should do, and gently nodded, and then this Northern Qi Imperial Palace’s number one expert looked back at Haitang Duo Duo compassionately, realizing that the youngest sister’s face did not have any parting sadness on it, and was only quietly hugging Fan Xian, smiling faintly.
Wolf Peach also smiled, looking at Fan Xian in Haitang Duo Duo’s arms, shaking his head in admiration, “At this time of the day, actually fainting so dryly, how can one not convince him?”
His Majesty the Emperor, who had changed into a clean dragon robe, walked up the stone steps of the Imperial City in silence, and the forbidden soldiers who passed by along the way half-bent their knees and performed a military salute, and none of them dared to look directly at that bright yellow color. Eunuch Yao followed closely at the emperor’s side, and suddenly heard the emperor ask in a deep voice, “Why haven’t you moved yet?”
“This ……” Eunuch Yao thumped in his heart, not knowing how to respond. Of course he knew that His Majesty already hated Lord Little Fan at this time, but he knew even more clearly that His Majesty had also doted on Lord Little Fan to the bone over the years, especially after the death of the Second Crown Prince, His Majesty’s love and affection for Lord Little Fan was known to the entire palace, and earlier, if he had ordered all the arrows to be fired, and if Lord Little Fan had died amidst the chaos of the arrows in this manner, he didn’t know how to answer to His Majesty.
Especially since His Majesty personally ascended to the Imperial City at this time, it made Eunuch Yao feel terrified. If it was just to round up those assassins outside the palace, His Majesty’s setup was already completely sufficient, so why bother coming to see it in person? I’m afraid that the heart is still unwilling to let go of it ……
“I want to see that rebellious son die in front of my eyes.” The emperor didn’t know if he could tell what was going on in Eunuch Yao’s mind, and spoke indifferently, “Release the arrows.”
When the Son of Heaven speaks, a team of horses can never follow up, with a sound of release, so when His Majesty the Emperor was still walking on the broad stone steps up to the Imperial City, the arrows in the hands of those soldiers around the square were released. Densely packed, whistling wind and thousands of arrows, like locusts, came to cover the sky and shoot directly at the square in the middle of the square about dozens of square feet of snow.
If Fan Xian was still in good health at this time, perhaps he could rely on the mind method that he had just recently comprehended, and swept dozens of zhang, dodging this dense and soul-devouring rain of arrows, however, he had already fainted, and there was no one else in the world who could dodge this rain of arrows.
In the moment before the Qing army sent out the arrows, Wolf Peach let out a bellowing cry, a stern aura in his eyes, grabbed Fan Xian’s body in Haitang’s arms, and with one hand grabbed the chain between the two curved swords, and danced the two curved swords into an impenetrable sheet of blade light, and valiantly and without peer rushed towards the nearest ascetic monks!
Emperor Qing’s slow footsteps stepped onto the imperial city, a dragon robe bright yellow and compelling, his hands behind his back unusually stable, without a single tremor. His eyes were deep-set and unusually cold, without a hint of movement.
He looked at the blood-red color on the snowy ground in front of the imperial city, the feathered arrows scattered on the ground, also without the slightest movement, his gaze slightly shifted, then saw Fan Xian, who was being protected by the crowd, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and his brows faintly frowned.
A dense rain of arrows, the sword lodge four strong guards in the four directions, by virtue of the strong ninth grade cultivation, weaving a sword net, the rest of the people protected within the sword net, I do not know how many arrows chopped and shattered. However, after all, manpower is sometimes poor, this is different from the year when Master San Shi was killed by random arrows outside of Kyoto, today’s Kyoto, there are thousands and tens of thousands of arrows, such as the rain falls on the earth, who can not be wet, who can not die?
After the rain of arrows, the four strong men of the Sword Lodge have been hit by several arrows, but they are still standing strongly in the four directions, with blood flowing from their bodies. I don’t know if the next moment these disciples who inherited the violent and ruthless intent of the Four Gu Swords will fall.
As for Daoist He at the edge of the sword net, he was already shot into a hedgehog, too dead to die. Thinking about how honorable this ninth ranked expert of Northern Qi was back then, but today, in front of the mighty imperial power, he was actually this unbeatable.
A more powerful individual was still as helpless as a mole cricket before a thriving dynasty, unless that person was already so powerful that he was not human-like, such as a Grand Master.
The rain of arrows stopped, the bloodied Wolf Peach also retreated back, earlier he intended to protect Fan Xian to charge out, however, in the end, there was no way to break through the dense rain of arrows, after those two Soul Devouring Scimitars decapitated the two Bitter Cultivators, there was still only a way to retreated back, there were still two arrows deep enough to penetrate into the bone sticking into his right shoulder, and the blood was flowing down.
Haitang glanced at him. Wolf Peach did not turn around and said in silence, “His Majesty has ordered that he must be kept alive.”
At this time, the crowd was wounded and died, although they were all strong people who could dominate the side, but from the beginning, they were unable to condense into a rope and bravely break out, because looking at this formation of the Qing court, from the beginning, there was no possibility left for them to live.
The Emperor calmly looked at this bloody scene below the city, and said softly after a moment of silence, “Continue.”
The moment the previous assassination at the Taiji Hall ended, His Majesty the Emperor finally felt relieved, the invisible shackles that pressed down on him were relieved, and that was why he returned to his old confidence and calm elegance, and methodically began to set up all of this.
After the Great Eastern Mountain, no, more accurately said in twenty years ago after the incident in Taiping courtyard, the great Emperor Qing in this world is the most afraid of that black cloth covered boy and that disappeared box.
And at the Taiji Temple when Emperor Qing had already pushed Fan Xian to the brink of extinction, but the box still did not appear, and the five bamboo still did not show up, Emperor Qing s last caution finally disappeared without a trace, and he could finally be sure that the box was not in Fan Xian s body, at least not now, and the old five …… thought that it must have been trapped in the temple and never be able to come out again.
The Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the dying and struggling powerhouses under the Imperial City, but there were no major waves in his heart. As Fan Xian had thought earlier, it was like that on the Great Eastern Mountain, not to mention these small people of the ninth rank at the moment. The emperor’s heart did not have the slightest emotion of triumph, as such trivial matters could not make him triumphant at all, he just looked at Fan Xian, who was living or dead, from afar and quietly, a faint feeling of exhaustion growing in his heart.
With the military order from the imperial city, the Qing elites who had surrounded the entire square once again raised the longbows in their hands, their stabilized arrows once again aiming at the blood-covered strongmen in the snow. They didn’t know that these assassins were some great characters, they only knew that as long as the arrows in their hands were released, those assassins, no matter how powerful they were, would only die.
Perhaps some of the military generals or smart sergeants guessed the existence of Little Lord Fan, saw his presence, and trembled a little in their hearts, because Fan Xian’s existence in Qing was originally a kind of legend, but this kind of legend was about to be killed by his own hands, so as long as one was a member of Qing, one was only afraid that he would be shaken.
Just like Ye Chong at the crossroads, Shi Fei after the archer, and Gong Dian above the imperial city, these three Qing military officials all had a faint feeling of sadness in their hearts at this moment.
However, the king’s order was hard to disobey, the military order was hard to disobey, all the soldiers still raised the longbows in their hands and aimed at that party.
The emperor’s eyes narrowed even more.
However, the emperor did not realize that no one could discover that on the roof of the Star Picking Building, which was somewhat distant from the Imperial City Square, there was also a person who was aiming at him above the Imperial City.
The Star Picking Building was the third highest building in Kyoto, originally it was the old place used by Tian Wen officials to observe the stars, only later on, Miss Ye family entered the capital and rebuilt a star observatory on the mountain outside of Kyoto, thus this Star Picking Building was gradually abolished, and no one would pay attention to this place except for the servants who cleaned up the place on a daily basis.
Qingli twelve years of the first month of snow, but there is a small figure of people, prostrate on the roof of the Stargazer building, a very large white expensive fur covered in his body, and the surrounding roof of the snow together, masking the color of the clothes he was wearing that piece of green boy clothing.
This person is extremely well hidden, under the cover of the wind and snow, it seems to be covered with snow with the roof of the Stargazer Building, melted into one place.
In front of the expensive white fur, there was a cold metal tube sticking out, precisely the heavy sniper that had blasted Yan Xiaoyi on top of the meadow!
The person under the white fur gently puffed out hot air, warming his frozen palms, reattached his eyes to the optical scope, adjusted his breathing, used his true qi to restore his somewhat nervous heartbeat, and fixed the view in the mirror on the Imperial City, on His Majesty the Emperor.
The imperial city was extremely far away, but the emperor was close at hand, a feeling he was familiar with, and he was quite adaptable to today’s environment, because the snow in the night in Cangshan Mountain was actually a bit more difficult to endure than the snow in Kyoto today.
The muzzle of the gun under the fur moved slightly by a fraction of a second, making the last adjustment, that finger steadily touched the cold metal without a single tremor, paused slightly for a moment, then gently gouged.
A soft click turned into a muffled thud, then a thunderous bang, and finally into a strange whimper that tore through the air as beautiful and terrifying sparks sprayed out.