Seeing the killers attacking one after another desperately, Qingfeng and Mingyue could tell that no matter how slow their reaction was, the other party was well prepared.
Therefore, there was a spy in their house, and the other party would take advantage of their master's most critical moment to kill them recklessly.
"You guard the door while I go kill these bastards!"
Qingfeng raised his sword and joined the battle, while Mingyue stood at the door to protect the last line of defense.
Swords flashed, sparks flew.
There was no sound of shouting or killing, only the sounds of swords sinking into flesh and various muffled grunts, and moreover, the sounds of bodies falling.
The shadow guards of the palace are all carefully trained masters, but they continue to fall in this round of battle.
Although many of the black-clothed killers fell, more were coming up one after another. If this continued, they might not be able to resist.
Mingyue clenched the sword in her hand. Several times she wanted to rush in and ask her princess if she could use her last trump card, but she gritted her teeth and held back.
Don't ruin the prince's plan until the last moment.
"Mingyue! Guard it for me!"
The operation had reached the final stage. Su Qingyu shouted towards the door, hoping that they could hold on for a little longer, just for a little while.
"Yes! Princess, please rest assured, my subordinates will guard the door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, sporadic killers broke through the shadow guard's defense and attacked in front of Mingyue.
Mingyue raised her sword to resist and said no more words.
Soon, more and more killers broke through the shadow guards and rushed towards Mingyue. Mingyue went from being easy at first to being injured in many places later, but no matter what, she guarded the door of the room and did not let a man in black pass this last step. A line of defense.
But there were too many killers. They came up in batches in a premeditated manner and used wheel fighting to consume all the energy of the palace shadow guards until they were exhausted and then raised their swords to kill them.
Mingyue vomited blood and her eyes were about to burst. After using all her strength to kill the killer who was about to break through the door, she was stabbed in the back with a sword.
She roared angrily and stabbed the opponent's heart with her sword. Then she knelt at the door with her sword in hand, staring at the killer in front of her with murderous eyes.
The killers looked at each other, then raised their swords and prepared to attack together. How could Mingyue, who was exhausted, be able to resist.
She was about to take out the smoke signal from her cuffs when she saw a white figure flicker and fly out from her back like a sharp arrow.
The killers surrounding Mingyue were easily killed by her, but in the blink of an eye she entered the center of the battle circle. Among the black-clad killers and well-dressed shadow guards, the one in white was particularly noticeable.
"Even the king of hell can't snatch people away from me, but you are worthy of it!?"
Su Qingyu was agile and powerful. After pulling out a long sword from anywhere, she killed several men in black in an instant.
The long sword in her hand was extremely powerful, as fast as lightning, and she could kill several people in a single move. Her seemingly slow pace prevents her opponents from finding her weak spots.
The originally well-trained killer in black was immediately confused because of her appearance. And Qingfeng recognized the person in white as his princess almost immediately with this strange skill.
He couldn't figure out how the princess made her kung fu improve to such an extent in such a short period of time. The killers died without even having a chance to get close, let alone fighting back.
In fact, Su Qingyu even surprised herself after taking action.
She is from modern times and has learned skills such as close combat. But when she came out just now, she faintly felt that there was a warm current in her Dantian that was traveling through her limbs, making her body instantly lighter and her movements even faster.
She was even guessing, was this the legendary Qing Gong?
Regardless of the many wounds on his body, Qingfeng was even more energetic: "Brothers, raise the swords in your hands and avenge the dead brothers!"
The shadow guards who originally had no chance of winning regained their morale after seeing the heroine in white almost crushing the killer. However, the killer in black gradually lost his chance of winning at the beginning.
Su Qingyu's face was tied with a white veil. Her lips under the veil were raised high, but her brows were calm and sharp.
Seeing a man in black trying to escape, she raised her foot and kicked the sword on the ground. The man who escaped was killed instantly.
She said coldly: "The wheel battle is over, now it depends on your ability!"
The shadow guards gradually became excited: "Yes!"
Ever since she appeared, Mingyue has been standing there, and no black-clothed killer can attack her.
She stared blankly at the heroine in white leading the shadow guards to harvest the lives of the killers until the last killer fell to the ground.
This premeditated assassination finally came to an end.
Su Qingyu threw down the long sword in her hand, looked at the corpses on the ground and the stone slabs covered with bright red blood, and gradually calmed down her murderous aura.
Pulling off the veil on her face, Su Qingyu began to make arrangements: "Although all the killers have been strangled, this matter is not the end now, but the beginning!"
Qingfeng didn't know why: "Could there be other killers?"
"With such a big commotion tonight, His Majesty in the palace will surely get the news soon. Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, we should take the initiative!"
Qingfeng was even more puzzled: "No, the one who was assassinated was obviously our prince!"
Su Qingyu took a deep breath and could only place her hope in Mingyue: "Mingyue, just get rid of most of the corpses here and leave about twenty corpses. Also tidy up the yard so that no one will notice the killer. How much is the specific number?”
Mingyue lived up to her princess's trust and quickly understood the meaning: "Princess, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely live up to their orders!"
Su Qingyu nodded with satisfaction: "You guys take good care of the prince, I'll change my clothes and take Caiwei into the palace to meet the saint!"
"yes!"
Qingfeng watched Su Qingyu enter the room, and soon she changed into ordinary clothes and messed up her bun, fearing that she was not miserable enough and would not scare His Majesty in the palace.
Seeing Su Qingyu and Caiwei hurriedly out the door, and the shadow guards began to deal with the yard according to Mingyue's instructions, Qingfeng finally couldn't help but ask questions.
"The princess comes to the palace to complain at this time. Can your majesty see her?"
Mingyue explained in a rare good mood: "These killers have two goals tonight."
"First, if it succeeds, it will successfully kill the prince and avoid future troubles; secondly, if it fails, the true strength of Prince Ling's Mansion will be revealed, and then the other party will always have a way to make His Majesty doubt the prince."
"The princess deliberately asked us to leave a small number of corpses for the people of Dali Temple to see."
"As for the princess entering the palace, of course it is a pre-emptive strike."
Qingfeng opened her mouth and said after a while: "Mingyue, you and I were obviously with the master together, why do you seem to suddenly become smarter than me?"
Mingyue glanced at him angrily: "Don't compare your stupidity with mine!"
Seeing that she closed her eyes and didn't want to speak, Qingfeng could only close her mouth angrily.
Mingyue's mind keeps recalling the way her princess, Shengxue in white clothes, was able to navigate among the assassins with ease.
She could finally understand why her master suddenly decided to choose to live as herself again.
Such a woman, no matter how cold and lonely her heart is, can still be ignited with a spark of fire.
