Tread.
Two monks, one tall and one short, walked through the hole in the wall and came to the room. They stared expressionlessly at the dark figure in the corner and the short assassin protected behind him.
"Who are you."
The tall monk asked coldly, his flying sword suspended in mid-air, the tip of the sword undulating slightly and regularly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
"Criminal's Nightmare, Nemesis of Crime, Messenger of Justice, Midnight Ghost..."
From the body of the dark figure came a voice that was muddy and hoarse, not like a human voice, "You can also call me directly, Bateman..."
Before he finished speaking, the silk armor began to move.
The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, leaving deep footprints on the wooden floor.
The seemingly tall and bulky figure shot out like a sharp arrow and headed straight for Li Shenbin in the corner.
This is a post station outside the city, not far from Chang'an City. If we delay it any longer, it is likely to attract other monks, so we must fight quickly.
The two Zhenfu Division monks had solemn expressions and made sword gestures with their palms. A flying sword was guarded in front of Li Shenbin.
The other hand released a sharp sword energy and slashed towards the neck of the dark figure.
Zheng——
The sound of gold and iron interlacing was sharp and harsh, and all the government servants in the bedroom showed pain on their faces, fell off the bed, and covered their ears.
The flying sword failed to cut off the head of the dark figure as expected. On the contrary, it was firmly stuck on its neck, unable to move.
The short monk's expression suddenly changed, and he compared sword tactics again, causing the flying sword to release sword energy.
swish swish——
There were more than ten deep sword marks on the walls, floor, and beams of the room instantly.
But the other person's neck is still there, but the windbreaker on his body has become dilapidated.
"Martial arts master?!"
The short monk subconsciously exclaimed, his voice unusually sharp due to the shock.
For monks who follow paths such as Talisman Sword Reading, etc., except for a few masters who follow the left path and can cover their whole body with threads of thought to form protection, the protective ability of the body itself is not that high.
If you are stabbed by a sharp object, you will bleed, be injured, and die.
Only those who have perfected their body and will to the level of a martial arts master can be invulnerable and can walk through mountains of swords and seas of fire with ease.
But there are so few martial arts masters in the world. Each of them is an important weapon for the country and will not be dispatched easily. How could they appear here to assassinate Li Shenbin, an exiled criminal.
The dark figure ignored the opponent's momentary absence, pulled out the flying sword stuck on his neck, and threw it out the window.
He instantly crossed the entire bedroom and punched Li Shenbin on the bed.
The tall monk's flying sword came to the rescue in time, blocking the panicked Li Shenbin and blocking the punch.
Buzz!
The blade of the flying sword was hit by a huge force and almost bent to ninety degrees.
But with a soft cry, the sword suddenly rebounded, blooming with a sword light as clear as the moon.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river.
Zhen Fusi, Yue Liu Sword.
The sword light like a moon shrouded the whole body of the dark figure, and the sword energy bombarded, slashed, and cut wantonly, turning the black windbreaker into pieces.
The dark figure took a few steps back,
As another important organization of the Yu State to suppress aliens, the Zhenfu Division also obtained many sect secrets from the pre-Sui Dynasty.
The Moon Sword is one of them. Once activated, the sword energy envelopes the surroundings like moonlight, leaving no room for escape.
The tall monk's Moon Sword was not very sophisticated, and the light it released from the Moon Sword did not "illuminate the plains" or "insects disappear" as described in ancient books.
But even so, the entire wooden floor in the middle of the bedroom on the second floor was torn to pieces.
Large chunks of wooden floorboards fell into the room below, smashing tables.
only...
The dark figure still stands,
He returned to the corner of the room, and he was still holding a tight rope in his hand - at some point, he had already put the rope around Li Shenbin's body.
With a strong tug, Li Shenbin, who was sitting on the bed, was thrown up, over the large hole in the floor, and hit the dark figure.
Snapped!
The dark figure grabbed Li Shenbin's neck with one hand and released its majestic power.
The two monks had no time to think and controlled two flying swords to fly towards them. However, they were caught simultaneously by the opponent with their other hand in the air.
"Help!"
Li Shenbin, who was held hostage, had a distorted expression, shouted for help, and struggled desperately.
The protective talisman detected the heavy pressure, intensified and burned, using all its spiritual power to resist the power of the choke, and its light shone brighter and brighter.
As a result, Li Shenbin's whole body was like a glowing cicada.
Perhaps it was the preferential treatment brought by his clan status with the surname Li, but the protective talisman on Li Shenbin was actually stronger than the one used inside the academy, and it withstood the force of the choke.
Li Shenbin himself also changed from fear and despair at the beginning to ecstasy and pride.
"Hahahahahaha!"
The son of the county prince laughed maniacally, "You can't kill me! After a while, the monks in Chang'an City will notice the movement and come over. How do you think they will torture and interrogate you?"
I killed Meng Ying, who asked her to reject me.
I also ordered people to force Nie Shilei to death. Who made that fool refuse to die honestly?
If Jin Wusuan hadn't sent someone to protect the old man named Nie, he would have died, and his daughter would have been thrown into the ghost market and become a human pig! "
The two monks from the Zhenfu Division, who had the emperor's orders, gritted their teeth, pretending not to hear Li Shenbin's vicious words, and drove the flying swords on their own.
But the dark figure was too weird. The flying sword fell into his hand, and the connection with the monk's sword intention suddenly weakened.
For a moment, he couldn't control it.
Squeak——
The dark figure silently increased its strength, and its choke force became stronger.
Most of the light from the protective talisman was concentrated on Li Shenbin's neck, protecting him.
Li Shenbin laughed wildly, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes. He actually raised his foot and kicked the dark figure hard on the chest.
This action naturally cannot hurt the opponent with a tough body, but only vents Li Shenbin's inner emotions.
"I am a nobleman of Tianhuang. Even if I am a prisoner, I am much stronger than you. Did you hear the sound of breaking through the sky over Chang'an City? The person who protects me is here. Wait and die."
The whole posthouse was lit up with lights
In the sky, the sound of breaking through the air also sounded from far to near.
The dark figure was silent, holding Li Shenbin's neck and pressing him to the wooden floor.
"What are you going to do..."
Li Shenbin vaguely realized something, his crazy expression froze slightly, and he caught a glimpse of the two assassins from the corner of his eyes, looking at each other.
The dark figure increased its strength for the last time, compressing the protective talisman and focusing most of the light on Li Shenbin's neck.
The short assassin raised the green-leafed wood dagger in his hand and pointed it at the chest of Li Shenbin, who was lying on the ground.
Gather your strength for a moment,
The dagger stabbed down.
Bah.
The wooden blade pierced the thin layer of talisman brilliance, cutting open Li Shenbin's prison clothes, skin, and flesh, all the way down his chest.
Blood flowed everywhere, Li Shenbin twitched and screamed, stopped struggling, his eyes were blurred, and only his heart was beating slowly.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Scarlet blood dripped along the cracks in the wooden floor and into the room downstairs.
In the sky, there were also strong fluctuations of spiritual consciousness.
After all, it dragged on a bit.
The dark figure regretfully let go of Li Shenbin's neck, and threw the two tattered flying swords back to the shocked and stunned monk of the Zhenfu Division.
Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a tug on his hand.
Turning his head, the short assassin took his hand and pointed at the blood-stained wood dagger.
The next moment, the green leaves of the wood chip dagger trembled slightly, and the two disappeared from the spot.
