The night is dark and windy, the remaining lights are dim, and Xiangyang City under curfew is cold and chilly.
One, two, three...
From the darkness, several black shadows emerged, like ghosts, floating into Prince Ping's Mansion.
At this time, there were more sergeants patrolling back and forth in Prince Ping's Mansion than usual. The 500 additional men sent by Zhang Da were still very loyal.
Suddenly, a fire ignited from somewhere, then two, three... and the Prince Ping's Mansion was once again in chaos. The female relatives who fell asleep and were awakened again cried and screamed one after another.
"Protect Feifeng Tower quickly!"
The commander of the guards in the mansion is relatively calm in the face of danger. While sending people around to put out the fire, they sent people to surround Feifeng Tower.
Why?
But it was Prince Ping who was singing and drinking with a group of singers at Feifeng Tower!
The cold light flashed and disappeared.
Then, several sergeants clutched their necks and fell in pain. In just a moment, a thin plum blossom needle pierced their throats.
"There's an assassin!"
Finally, someone screamed.
But just as he finished speaking, there were several flashes of cold light, and several more people fell to the ground.
In the dim light, several black shadows approached like lightning, strong wind hit their faces, and the sergeants were knocked to the ground before they had time to parry.
Then, downstairs from Feifeng, the sergeants surrounded on all sides let out painful screams.
groan.
This was perhaps the most ruthless killing they had ever encountered in their lives.
Bang!
A strong palm force was released, and the sergeant guarding the door was shaken and flew away.
A certain man in black with his face covered, his palms were like a dragon coming out of a valley, flying up and down, really making things easier for those who stood in his way.
Amidst the splatter of blood, two black shadows passed by lightly. With an extremely elegant gesture, they nodded the sergeants' heads and went up to the second floor.
The two swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the snow-white sword light played the most poignant song in the world.
No one can withstand the combined attack of the two. From the second floor to the ninth floor, it is really like meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas.
"I think you are a prince of a generation, just go with us!"
A sword was placed on Prince Ping, who was trembling with fear. His face was covered, and the man's demeanor was also remarkable.
"Spare, spare my life!"
At this time, how could King Ping have his usual majesty? The joy of moving his hands up and down just now seemed so unreal.
"Hmph, a person like this still wants to compete in the world! In fact, he is overestimating his capabilities!"
This is a woman's voice, soft and aloof.
Needless to say, these two people are Fang Zui and Mei Ruoxue. Those fighting downstairs were none other than the heads of the Beggar Clan. This can indeed be regarded as the highest level assassination of the Beggar Clan.
Which one is not a master of martial arts? Which one is not a chivalrous hero?
When they take action together, there are probably not many people in the world who can stop them. What's more, it was a sudden fatal blow in this dark night!
The sergeant's body fell into a large piece. This is not a battle between battle formations. In such a close-range killing, they are truly like melons and vegetables.
"take away!"
Without further words to Prince Ping, Fang Zui picked him up and jumped down from Feifeng Tower lightly.
He was like lifting a chicken, tapping the eaves of Feifeng Tower a few times, and then he landed gracefully.
Then, Mei Ruoxue slowly floated down like a fairy.
This scene stunned the other sergeants who were still alive.
A whistle sounded.
The black shadows suddenly stopped their hands together, took off, followed Fang Zui and his wife, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Not long after, the fire in Prince Ping's Mansion was finally put out.
However, there is no Prince Ping in the mansion. In the darkness, all the soldiers knelt down, waiting for their unknown fate.
