Ze Tian Ji Chapter 32: Assassination in the shrine
Dao aunt sits in a sedan chair, and a duster rests in the arm of his left hand.
The dust is obviously only repaired in the past two years. New.
Dao Aunt ’s eyebrows looks at are not very old, but they always give a feeling of old-fashioned, and have a strange disgusting temperament.
Wang Po hates her. If it was not for her Husband, he would have cut off one of her arms two years ago.
Of course, no one dares to show any disgust to that aunt except a character like Wang Po.
Because the aunt is very grumpy, because the aunt is called Wuqiong Bi, one of the previous generation Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions, the strong one of Saint Domain.
There is no one in the other sedan.
The person who was sitting in the sedan chair is standing next to the Wang Po at this time.
That is a very obese middle-aged man, wearing bright yellow shirt, and the fat in his abdomen is pulled down from his belt. looks at is a bit funny.
But no one dared to make fun of him.
Because he is Prince of Xiang, the most powerful king of the Great Zhou court, he has the support of countless troops and ministers.
And not long ago, he finally broke through the Dao School threshold and became the first true strongman of Emperor's Clan of Chen to enter Saint Domain after Former Emperor.
The last thing, as of today, few people know about it.
Until he came to Wenshui City from Capital, got on the Jiming Mountain in the sedan, walked to Wang Po side by side, and there was a good scene in front of him.
Wang Po said: "I didn't expect it."
Prince of Xiang said with emotion: "I didn't expect it."
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The blizzard shrouded Wenshui City and shrines.
The black eaves have accumulated snow, and the white looks beautiful, but the white wall is not whiter, but is reflected by the snow in the courtyard.
In the intermittent snow, dense and sparse snow, the light in the sky changes constantly, dark and bright.
Between light and darkness, a lot of people appeared in the snow.
Assassins are wearing white clothes, covering their faces, like snow and snow, with a chill all over the body, it is difficult to be found.
The first time they appeared, they were discovered by Tang Thirty Six, because they didn't care about being discovered by him.
Tang Thirty Six's eyes narrowed.
The cold wind blew on his face, which did not reduce the heat, but the greasy hair floated because he did not wash for a long time.
He feels a bit bad because the picture is not beautiful and because it smells bad.
The assassins in white in the courtyard of his looks at shrine, scratched his head, and said, "You guys beat me so much? It's not fair."
The assassins in white will naturally not answer, looks at him expressionlessly.
Tang Thirty Six looks up at the old Foreign Elder.
He is sitting on a futon at this time, and the old Foreign Elder is standing beside him. If he wants to see the old Foreign Elder's face more clearly, he needs to raise his head high.
You can say that he was like a duck that was about to kill him, or that he was like a proud goose.
Yes, no matter how cold and terrible the Aura assassins who have sneaked into the shrine by the snow and wind, but they cannot be the opponent of the old Foreign Elder.
But these assassins obviously didn't care, and their eyes only fell on him, so there was only one explanation.
Tang Family's Second Master wants to kill Tang Thirty Six. Where does confidence come from?
Because the old Foreign Elder who stayed in the shrine is his person.
The old Foreign Elder said, "Sorry, Master."
Tang Thirty Six smiled and said, "Hope your mother's apology."
Old Foreign Elder raised his right hand and shot it down at the top of his head.
The wind and snow suddenly swelled, and the candlelight in the depths of the temple shook violently. The first few rows went out. More than a dozen cards rolled off the rack and shattered into several pieces on the ground.
Tang Thirty Six is moving.
The futon shattered into countless fragments under him, and a toxic smoke permeated clearly.
He crawled up and down, toward the snow-covered courtyard.
Obviously, there is no Tang Family defense force in the shrine, but he prepared in advance.
It was just that he didn't expect that the person who wanted to kill himself would be Foreign Elder of Tang Family.
Poison fumes in the futon are certainly powerful, but how can they poison each other?
The old Foreign Elder was a generation of Longevity Sect elders. True Essence is extremely deep, and its realm is at the peak of Star Condensation. It can be called half-step Saint.
Don't say that Tang Thirty Six is now Star Condensation Initial Boundary. Even if he suddenly explodes ten times in strength, how can he stop this Violent Attack?
He crawled towards the courtyard, how could he leave the envelope of palm wind?
The old Foreign Elder is like a mountain.
The snow in the courtyard of the ancestral hall seems to be pulled by an invisible force. The wind is calm and the snow falls slowly.
The palm of the old looks at old Foreign Elder should fall on the top of the Tang Thirty Six's head.
Suddenly, the wind in the courtyard came alive again, and snowflakes fell.
A ray of sword light appears in the snow.
The ray of sword light is extremely bright, illuminating the eyes of the assassins and the plum stools in the courtyard.
This Dao Sword is bright and extremely gloomy. It has confiscated all Aura, as if contaminated with leaves and dust for more than a hundred days, integrated with the temple already.
Snowflakes falling from the sky suddenly turned red.
It was red with blood.
The expression on the face of the old Foreign Elder is incredible.
The wind blows.
Jianguang walked silently.
The candles in the shrine suddenly went out.
Densely packed tablets fall.
Countless palm prints and sword marks appear on beams and walls.
With a soft bang, the shrine is quiet again.
Old Foreign Elder stands on the stone steps of Before the ancestral temple.
His Left Palm is penetrated by a sword, and blood is flowing.
A deep sword mark also appeared on his left chest, and his blood was bleeding.
His right palm overlaps the opponent's Left Palm.
His opponent is a man in a servant's clothes.
The man is very unusual and can't find any characteristics.
Over the past five years, the man's shoulders have been twirling, like Wang Po on Jiming Mountain outside the city at this time.
But not today, because his left wrist reaches the shoulder, already is shattered by the power of the old Foreign Elder.
Who is this person, and the old Foreign Elder against Tang Family has a mixed result?
Even if it's a sneak attack, it's still hard to believe.
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The old Foreign Elder vaguely remembers this person, who should be the dumb servant in the shrine.
At this time, of course he knew that the other party could never be an ordinary dumb servant.
And the other party is not an Tang Family master arranged by Esteemed Father, because he knows all the secrets of Tang Family.
Who is this master who pretends to be a dumb servant and sweeps the courtyard for six months in the Tang Family shrine?
Successfully attacking a half-step Saint strongman must be a very professional assassin, and the realm must be similar.
Star Condensation peak? In this realm, there is only one Continent.
The old Foreign Elder knows the identity of the other party, pupils of the eye shrink, and yells, "Do it!"
This is of course to those assassins in white.
But at this critical moment, he forgot one important thing.
Assassins in white swooped towards the Tang Thirty Six in the courtyard. The Sword Intent was fierce and gloomy. It was tens of times colder than the snow in the deep winter.
During the snowy wind, countless cold sword lights appeared, and then the sound of sharp blades and muffled sounds were intensified.
Blood is dazzling on the snow in the courtyard.
Several assassins fell into a pool of blood, and already was out of breath.
These assassins are of a high standard and extremely vigilant, but they never thought that the attack came from their companions.
The sturdy and spooky Sword Intent envelopes the courtyard of the Tang Family shrine.
The dumb servant retreated to the courtyard.
The seven white assassins came to his side.