With a "hoo" sound, dozens of tall figures from all directions stood up instantly, each holding a torch high in their hands. The bright firelight completely illuminated all the space around Yao Monk Wu'ai in an instant.
The demon monk Wu Hao who had just moved his footsteps suddenly stopped in place as if he had been hit by a backlash.
In an instant, an extremely sharp half-foot-long crossbow arrow shot straight at him, tearing apart Demon Monk Wu'an's body in an instant.
Blood suddenly bloomed, and the crossbow arrow instantly penetrated Wu'an's body, and then pierced hard into the wall behind.
With a "boom", a piece of the high wall collapsed instantly.
The soldiers holding torches around them immediately jumped down from the wall, and then looked at the crossbow arrows that shattered the wall and penetrated deeply into the soil, and couldn't help but take a breath.
The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the demon monk Wu'ai in the center of the fire.
Wu Ai pressed hard on his abdomen with one hand, but the blood was still gushing crazily and couldn't be stopped no matter what.
Wu Hao raised his head with great effort, his pale face full of disbelief: "How did you know that you wanted to break the art of hiding in this way?"
The reason why he was able to become the top killer in the entire Tang Dynasty was because of his weird and unpredictable concealment skills, which had never been broken down by anyone for countless years.
Li Xuan held a torch in one hand and put the other hand on the hilt of the sword as he slowly stepped forward. He said with a very indifferent expression: "The art of shadow escape naturally relies on shadows. Without shadows, your shadow escape art will naturally be broken."
There are too many people in this world who believe that where there is light, there is shadow, but few people know that light can kill shadow.
Shadowless lamp, light kills shadow.
Previously, at the moment when Fuyuan's crossbow arrow was fired, Wu'ai had already entered into hiding, but the sudden flash of light directly dispersed all the shadows around his body, and his whole body suddenly changed from the hiding state. Completely driven out.
Immediately, there was an extremely sharp giant crossbow and unbearable pain.
His eyes without anger fell on the bright torches in all directions, knowing in his heart that he couldn't escape this time.
His eyes fell on Li Xuan again, with a sad smile on his innocent and pale face. He looked at Li Xuan and waved to Li Xuan with some difficulty: "King of Nanchang, come here, I will tell you the details of King of East China Sea. "
"Eh!" Li Xuan's steps suddenly stopped. He looked at Wu Ai in surprise. Suddenly something seemed to come to his mind and he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You don't mean to be silent in my ear. Right? Let others think that you really told me the true identity of King Donghai and make others suspicious of me, but in reality you didn’t say anything and you just wanted to use this method to take revenge on me?”
Seeing the calm expression on Demon Monk Wu'an's face, but the horrified look in his eyes, Li Xuan knew that he was right.
Now, the demon monk Wu'ai is unable to escape. All he can do is to frame Li Xuan severely at the last moment.
Li Xuan sneered: "Since you have the intention to speak, then you will probably say it even if you are not the king. Then... someone comes, cut off all the tendons and hamstrings of Demon Monk Wu'an, seal his mouth, and send him to Baiqisi, ask everything you can."
There was suppressed anger in Li Xuan's voice and Leng Sen's revenge, which made people feel cold.
At this time, Cui Ding and Zhou Qian stepped forward and at the same time raised their hands and promised: "I obey the order!"
Li Xuan waved his hand, and the two of them had already passed by Li Xuan and approached Wuai with cautious expressions.
The insidious means Wu Ai had unknowingly used just now made everyone feel a little scared.
"Hey!" Wu Ai raised his head and looked at Cui Ding and Zhou Qian. His left hand was pressing on the wound, and his right hand was still holding the sword hilt tightly. Watching Cui Ding and Zhou Qian approaching step by step, Wu Ai's mouth changed. A sneer flashed.
"Strike hard, he's not at the end of his rope yet." Li Xuan's words made the sneer on Wu'an's lips disappear instantly.
Cui Ding swung the long spear in his hand and took a step forward. On the contrary, Zhou Qian beside him subconsciously took a step back.
The Thousand Ox Sword was unsheathed, and Zhou Ganren was already hiding in the shadow of Cui Ding.
Walking three meters in front of Wu'an, Cui
Ding took a fierce step forward, and the long spear in his hand suddenly stabbed Wu'an's lower abdomen fiercely.
As long as this vicious blow hits, it will be linked to the slightly higher wound, and Wu Hao will immediately faint from the pain.
Wu'an's eyes flashed, and the next moment, he jumped forward, ignoring his wounds, and melted directly into the shadows at Cui Ding's feet, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Cui Ding, who was wearing silver armor, didn't look surprised at all.
The long sword in his hand continued to stab forward fiercely, but his right hand was raised slightly.
The sword plunged downward quickly, and its speed was three points faster in an instant.
With a sound of "Crack", something seemed to be torn apart in the darkness, and blood suddenly bloomed.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Cui Ding. The sharp long sword had pierced Cui Ding's chest, and the shaking blade was pointing at the weak spot on the left side of Cui Ding's fish scale armor.
A trace of cruel ferocity flashed in Wu'an's eyes. He raised his head, as if to see the fear on Cui Ding's face, but the corners of Cui Ding's mouth raised, and it was no longer fear, but contempt.
At this moment, Cui Ding stepped forward fiercely, thrusting forward with force the long spear in his hand.
A sound of muscle tearing was heard immediately, and the sharp blade had pierced Wu Ai's left calf, pinning him directly to the ground.
A "ding" sound sounded at the same time, and the sword blade in Wu'an's hand had pierced Cui Ding's armor sharply, and then he swam in cruelly.
Cui Ding remained motionless, letting the tip of the sword penetrate him. His mouth split open in an instant, as if the pain brought him endless excitement, but the long spear in his hand had already killed the demon monk without anger. Nailed to the ground.
At this moment, a sword flashed, and the next moment, blood flew into the sky...
One arm flew up directly, but he still held the slender sword blade tightly in his hand.
There was already blood on the sword blade, Cui Ding's blood.
With a "bang", Cui Ding's helmet hit Wu Ai hard on the head, knocking him backwards.
But Wu'an's left leg was still nailed tightly, and he fell directly to the side.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qian took a step forward, and the sharp blade was already placed under Wu'an's throat.
Seeing this scene, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, Wu Ai suddenly raised his head and glanced at everyone present with evil eyes. The next moment, his neck suddenly stretched forward and hit the knife edge in front of him fiercely.
Zhou Qian's reaction was quick, and in an instant, the long knife had been withdrawn.
Although there was a bloody mark on Wu'an's neck, he did not succeed in committing suicide.
However, before everyone could relax, the next moment, Wu Ai had directly bitten the top of his clothes...
No, he needs to take poison...
With a "pop" sound, a sharp long spear was pierced into Wu Ai's mouth. His tongue was twisted to pieces in an instant. The long spear moved forward and stabbed fiercely directly from the back of Wu Ai's head.
The water-like blade penetrated the back of the head, and red blood dripped along the blade to the ground. The body was already red.
Changsha lifted it up with all his strength, and the corpse of the demon monk Wu'ai wearing bright light armor was lifted into the air.
The rough palm of one hand was tightly grasped in the middle of the long stem, but there was another hand holding tightly on the tail of the stem.
It was broad and delicate, not like a sergeant's palm.
Released her palms, Li Xuan, who was wearing a black-and-gold robe, stepped back, and her right hand was directly rolled into her sleeve.
He looked up at the people present and whispered: "The demon monk Wu'ai resisted desperately, and finally died at the hands of Jinwu school captain Cui Ding...Chang'an Cui Ding killed the demon monk Wu'ai."
The silent people reacted immediately, raised their hands to Li Xuan, and said solemnly: "Chang'an Cui Ding, kill the demon monk without anger."
Li Xuan's eyes fell on Cui Ding, who was a little stunned. Cui Ding, who had his back to Li Xuan, shuddered violently, then quickly turned around, half-knelt on the ground facing Li Xuan, and at the same time solemnly raised his hands and said: "Cui Ding kowtows to the king." Thank you for your kindness!"
"You don't need to thank me." Li Xuan didn't care.
He waved his hands and said: "When you go back, remember to treat all the brothers to a good drink."
Cui Ding reacted immediately, raised his hands to everyone and said, "Brothers, I'm sorry. After returning to Chang'an, Pingkangfang stayed up all night."
"Thank you so much, Brother Cui." Zhou Gan smiled and patted Cui Ding's shoulder, and many Qianniu Guards present burst into laughter at the same time.
It is not easy to have a glass of wine in a place like Pingkangfang. Although Cui Ding received meritorious service for killing the demon monk Wu Ai, it is still uncertain whether the meritorious service can be compared with the money he spent.
Li Xuan smiled, walked to Wu'an's body, shook his head softly, and said, "A person like him would rather die than betray the King of East China Sea."
"His legs were disabled, and he couldn't escape. In the end, he tried to plot against the prince, but he failed. Suicide is inevitable." Zhou Qian stood behind Li Xuan, looking at Wu'an's body and couldn't help but sigh.
When he wanted to plot against Li Xuan, Wu Ai had already decided to die, because only his death could plot against Li Xuan.
But unfortunately, Li Xuan took a cautious step and his plan failed.
In fact, Zhou Qian could have saved him if he had reacted faster and cut off his collar or cut off his tongue. But there are countless ways for a person like Wu Ai to die, and he cut off his tongue. , and could no longer interrogate him. In the end, this credit could only be given to Cui Ding.
[Wu Ai, codenamed Demon Monk, Wu Sheng Taoist Priest Luotang Hall Master, died in the realm of Xuan Fei. 】
Li Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment, the entry on Wu'ai's head instantly shattered and fell directly into Li Xuan's mind. Suddenly, a trace of darkness flashed deep in Li Xuan's eyes.
After just a few breaths, Li Xuan came back to his senses completely. He looked at Zhou Qian and said, "Behead the demon monk Wu'ai and hang it outside the city gate. After the head is inspected by Dou Changshi, he will immediately send it to the capital of God and pick him up." Those who come down, Shendu knows what to do."
"I obey the order." Zhou Qian immediately handed over without any hesitation.
Li Xuan turned around, looked at everyone and said, "Clean up the scene and return to the Governor's Mansion."
"Here!" Everyone present agreed with their hands.
Li Xuan walked towards the back of the crowd, and soon the war horse was led back.
Amidst the neighing of the war horses, all the Qianniu Guards mounted their horses at the same time, and everyone headed towards the Governor's Mansion together. Other matters, including secret passages, Fuyuan Crossbows, etc., were handled by the Yangzhou Mansion's Facao.
The entire city of Yangzhou gradually calmed down, and the sudden noise that night quickly calmed down.
Qian Niuwei quickly returned to the gate of the Governor's Mansion. After the battle on the battlefield, everyone felt relaxed.
Just as everyone stood up and dismounted, a carriage suddenly came from outside... Li Xuan stopped.
Then he saw the carriage stop at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, and then the curtains opened, and Shi'an County Duke Li Xizhi got out of the carriage with a calm expression.
Following him were Secretary Lang Xue Zhongzhang and a guard from the Governor's Mansion.
Seeing Li Xuan, Li Xizhi walked past Li Xuan without any expression. On the contrary, Xue Zhongzhang stopped, raised his hands to Li Xuan, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, by the order of Dou Changshi, please be safe. The Duke is asking questions."
Li Xuan's eyes narrowed, a hint of faintness flashed deep in his eyes, and then he smiled calmly: "Since Dou Changshi has an order, then he will follow the order, Xue Lang doesn't need to pay attention."
Xue Zhongzhang bowed deeply: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding."
