The corridor was very long and wide. Yang Qian quickly walked towards it. King Shang was just an ordinary person. He drank so much wine today. Even if he drank so much wine, he probably wouldn't be able to wake up even if he danced to DJ in front of him, let alone making any noise. .
At this time, a slight breeze passed by, and the candle flames in the corridor rippled slightly. Yang Qian narrowed his eyes, and felt like needles pricking his whole body, and a cold light flashed across his body.
Yang Gan instinctively raised his bronze sword to block.
"Dang~~!"
A figure appeared in the corridor. Yang Qian was directly hit by the sudden attack and flew several meters away. After rolling a few times in the corridor, he got up.
He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing white clothes, black hair, a nose like an eagle, and sunken eyes standing in front of him, posing in a very chic posture.
Yang Gan frowned, and his heart gradually became gloomy.
"What the hell, Qi practitioner."
The middle-aged man in Yinjiu held the sword with one hand and made no unnecessary movements. It was as if Yang Qian would not escape from his hand, confident and sure.
"Boy, you are so courageous. You actually came to King Shang's palace to assassinate you, and you didn't just surrender and capture him."
At this time, the guards at the door heard the noise and rushed in one after another. The Yin Vulture man waved his hand and said displeasedly, "Back off."
The guards looked at each other and walked out helplessly. This man had a very high status in martial arts. In the absence of higher orders, they could only listen to him.
Yang Gan raised his brows and his heart sank. Being able to make the guards retreat proved that this person had a very high status. From the sudden attack, he could clearly feel that this person's power was definitely far greater than his own, but he didn't know how much more.
But he is not timid either. As the saying goes, skilled people are bold, and he really doesn’t believe that he can meet someone who is better than him.
The carved beams and large painted red pillars at the upper end of the hall make the palace solemn and solemn, making it intimidating.
The doors and windows in the lobby were closed, but the two rows of oil lamps in the corridor bathed the corridor in dark red light from bright to dark.
The Yin Vulture man took a step forward boldly. Every time his feet stepped on the ground, they made a sound, forming a rhythm that was like a reminder.
The strangest thing was that he didn't seem to be walking very fast, but Yang Gan could feel that the other party would be able to stop him before he exited through the window.
Then the light finally revealed the face of the person coming. The person came to a place about ten feet away in front of Yang Gan and stood proudly.
His black hair was spread over his broad shoulders, his nose was as hooked as an eagle, and his eyes were sunken, giving him a cold and ruthless feeling.
His hands hanging on both sides were a little longer than those of ordinary people. His face and hands were as clear as snow. His appearance and body shape were rare in Yang Gan's life. He was taller and stronger than Fei Lian.
His eyes were deep and unpredictable, focused and determined, as if he didn't need to blink.
The sharp contrast between his black hair and white skin makes him look like a god of war from hell who suddenly broke through the earth and came to the world.
"Hmph, it looks good. I don't know if it's a silver pewter gun tip. We just had a sneak attack. What are you so proud of?"
As Yang Qian spoke, his head turned rapidly, thinking about how to break this situation.
Although the two swords were clashing with each other just now, neither one drew his sword.
"Hey~!"
Yang Qian pulled out the sword and slowly straightened his body, "Since you let the guards go out, let's make a show. Don't lose, or I will take King Shang's head."
As Yang Qian spoke, he pressed the inside of his pocket. Feeling the touch coming from inside, Yang Qian slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Yin Vulture man said lightly, "You are so brave. In the past ten years, no one has dared to draw a sword in front of me. Your Excellency, you can let it go."
"I have issued a strict order not to allow anyone to approach this hall at night. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed by me personally."
When Yang Gan saw the opponent's posture, and even before the fight started, he looked convinced of himself, and he immediately became unhappy.
In my previous life, I didn't compare myself with others because there were too many capable people. But this life is different. At only nine years old, I was already powerful in the world and wiped out three tribes. My martial arts skills are at least so far, which means that the master may not be able to fight the rest. They are all people who insert bids and sell out, so there is nothing to worry about.
"Draw your sword."
Yang Qian sneered, "You think you're cute, right?"
After saying that, the whole person was ejected like a cannonball. The lion and the rabbit also used their full strength. Following the forward step, they held swords in both hands and shot towards the vulture man.
Yang Qian is not a fool. Too many experiences in TV dramas tell him that villains usually die from talking too much or making excuses. How could he make such a mistake?
The Yin Vulture man said "Huh", and a sword shadow suddenly exploded in front of him.
Yang Qian had never seen such a fast sword. When the opponent moved his hand, the shadow of the sword immediately came towards him. Not only did he not have the slightest intention of taking a defensive stance, he was also fighting head-on.
Attack, defense, etc. are just bullshit to Yang Qian. If you can hit someone, if you don't get hit by the opponent, you are awesome. Everything else is rubbish.
It's a pity that in order not to reveal his identity, he can't use a knife today. Otherwise, if he is equipped with a dragon-slaying knife and a proper twelve-star red outfit, he will definitely be able to kill this pretentious guy with one knife.
"Dang~~!"
Yang Qian's originally smiling face froze in an instant, and the force coming from the sword had exceeded his limit, as if the waves coming over him were invincible.
The Yin Vulture man sheathed his sword and stood, his eyes sparkling brightly, and he smiled and said, "It's really satisfying to be able to block a random sword strike from me. It's hard to find an opponent. If you can block a few more of my moves today, it doesn't matter if I let you go."
Yang Qian felt the soreness of his arms in disbelief. The opponent had only one hand, but he had both hands and still managed to form like this.
I have always liked to fight head-on, but if I continue to fight like this, I will definitely be the one who will be broken. How many moves can I make? Ten moves? Twenty moves? Then what? Exhausted, he was hacked to death.
"What the hell~~~!"
Before Yang Qian could react.
The Yin Vulture man said calmly, "The second sword."
A "swish" sound.
The opponent's long sword came towards him, Yang Gan hurriedly steeled himself, but the Yin Vulture man's sword still made him feel unable to parry.
Whether this sword is fast or slow, the speed is completely controlled by the Yin Vulture man, but Yang Qian feels the full strength of his sword.
According to common theory, the harder you exert force, the faster the speed will be, and vice versa.
But the Yinjiu man's sword was neither fast nor slow, but it gave people the feeling of using enough force.
Yang Qian felt extremely sad, and what surprised him even more was this weird and inexplicable sword. Because of its strange speed, it actually made him feel uncertain about its incoming force and its point of attack.
He had fought countless times, but this was the first time he felt so powerful that it was difficult to attack. He was surprised, but he could not help but block.
Yang Qian's character is not very firm to begin with, but there is one thing that can be said to be good, that is, he has been working hard on his body, and his body is extremely strong.
If it were a swordsman, he would go all out for such a result, but Yang Qian is not such a person. If he can be beaten, he will fight, and if he can't be beaten, he will run away. I still don't believe that this little brat can catch up with me.
Taking advantage of the moment when his strength was reduced, Yang Gan swallowed two pills into his belly. Before the Yin Vulture man could take action, Yang Gan snorted softly.
His eyes instantly turned red, and he grasped the bronze sword tightly with both hands, galloping towards the Yin Vulture man, and struck suddenly on the head. .
The Yin Vulture man, who thought he was used to Yang Gan's strength, suddenly felt a powerful force. He almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand, and turned his body to remove the force.
Because of the blessing of the elixir, how could Yang Qian let go of this advantage? He took his hand out of his pocket and slashed with his sword with one hand.
Of course the Yin Vulture man raised his sword to block, but he ignored Yang Qian's other hand.
A large handful of lime was thrown directly into the Yin Vulture man's face. Before he could react, Yang Qian ran directly into the bedroom.
He also knocked over all the candles and oil lamps with his sword. When he saw Shang Guo lying on the bed like a dead pig, Yang Qian was overjoyed and rushed over immediately.
"Dang~" sound.
A huge force came and Yang Qian's bronze sword was immediately knocked away. The Yin Vulture man covered his eyes with one hand and held the sword in the other hand. Although his eyes could not see, he did not know what method he used to follow him. Behind Yang Gan, the second attacker arrived first and intercepted the fatal sword.
Yang Qian had no choice but to take a few steps back, took out a few things from his arms, and threw them at King Shang regardless.
"Dang-dang-dang~~~~!"
The Yin Vulture man swung his sword with one hand, as if water could not be poured into it. Unfortunately, he was a mortal after all, and his eyes could not see for the time being. One or two flying knives passed through the layers of sword nets.
"Pfft~~!"
Insert it into King Shang's body.
After Yang Gan saw that he had succeeded, he immediately escaped towards the window next to him.
A few minutes later, a shout pierced the sky.
"Assassins, there are assassins~~~~!"
Yang Gan didn't care and fled quickly inside the palace. At night, it was almost impossible to be discovered alone in the palace.
But Yang Gan didn't want to stay here. During the day, hundreds of people were shrinking and searching, and unless they were blind, they would surely find him.
After arriving at the latrine, Yang Gan found the rope lock and iron knife placed here, and ran quickly towards the palace wall.
Yang Gan sometimes ran and sometimes hid, and countless soldiers rushed past him.
Finally, he reached the base of the city wall and took out the prepared artifact from his back.
Flying Claw Hundred Chain Lock!
After swinging the chain, he suddenly threw it towards the city wall, only to hear a muffled sound.
For safety's sake, he pulled the chain. Suddenly his hand was empty and a figure fell down. Yang Gan was stunned.
"Assassin~~~"
"He is under the wall of the royal city to the east~~~~!"
"Dong dong dong~~~!"
War drums sounded, and countless torches appeared on the city walls, reflecting the scene below into the colors of dusk.
"Damn~~!"
Yang Gan cursed loudly and turned crazily elsewhere.
I had just come up with this thing, and I was still not very skilled at it. I originally wanted to hook someone off the city wall, but I didn't expect that I actually hooked someone off.
With the command of the people on the city wall, the entire palace was suddenly brightly lit, and all the indoor and outdoor oil lamps and candles were lit.
Yang Qian, who was running with all his strength, had no choice at this time, because he was followed by at least dozens of palace guards. Fortunately, these group of smashers all had guns and couldn't run fast.
But he can keep tumbling around in a small space and do parkour.
I don't know how long it took, but there were hundreds of people following behind. Yang Gan gritted his teeth and rushed towards the vicinity.
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