The sun and the moon rotate, and three days pass by in an instant.

In the Korean palace, Han An personally hosted a banquet to invite the royal princes and civil and military ministers to gather together. The scene was quite lively. There was a symphony of dancing and music, cups and cups were exchanged, and it was a cheerful scene.

After knowing the time, the banquet dispersed. After King Han left, everyone got up and returned to their respective homes.

General Ji Wuye also got into the carriage under the attire of his entourage and headed to the Que Pavilion.

The so-called Que Pavilion is a place of enjoyment that Ji Wuye spent a lot of money to build. There are many women in it, all of them are stunning beauties. Whenever the former feels excited or upset, they will go there to vent their anger.

I got a few new beauties a few days ago, so I naturally wanted to go over and enjoy them.

The sky was dark at night, with dark clouds covering the moon, and only a few weak stars twinkling from time to time in the sky. There were not many pedestrians along the way.

Just as the carriage passed through a secluded alleyway, Ji Wuye, who was lying in the luxurious carriage, felt uneasy for no reason, and there seemed to be a faint murderous intent approaching.

Then he shouted quickly: "Stop!"

As soon as the words fell, the coachman immediately reined in the reins and asked respectfully: "General, what's wrong..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp sword energy suddenly attacked and struck the carriage mercilessly.

With a "boom", the solid carriage exploded instantly, and the coachman was thrown out, fell to the ground and passed out.

Ji Wuye flew out of the carriage the moment the sword energy struck, narrowly dodging the blow.

"There are assassins, protect the general!"

The accompanying guards reacted immediately and drew their swords to guard the surroundings.

At the same time, Ji Wuye also raised his hand and blew the whistle. As the sharp and loud sound sounded, a dozen figures flew over like birds and surrounded the former.

They are all members of the White Bird organization of the night, and have been hiding in the dark to protect them.

"Now that you're here, show up!"

After the words fell, two figures came from one side of the alleyway. They were Han Fei and Wei Zhuang. Behind them were more than a dozen assassins wearing night clothes and holding sharp blades.

"As expected, it's you guys who can't hold it in any longer so quickly?"

Ji Wuye snorted coldly, not surprised by this.

Wei Zhuang said coldly: "I originally wanted you to live a few more days, but unfortunately time is precious, so I can only send you on your way today."

"Hahaha, even if you want to kill me, you are just talking nonsense!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the White Bird Killer behind him rushed out and took the initiative to attack.

"kill!"

As Wei Zhuang finished speaking, the quicksand master also launched a counterattack without fear, directly fighting the opponent to the point where he was at the same point.

At the same time, the shark-tooth sword was instantly unsheathed, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he attacked the enemy's head like an arrow.

Ji Wuye's eyes flashed, and he clapped his hands. Two figures, one black and one white, appeared in front of him like ghosts, blocking the former's attack.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng are two of the most powerful masters in the night, and together they can fight even against top-notch masters.

Seeing that Wei Zhuang was temporarily stopped, his eyes turned to Han Fei, with a murderous intent on his ferocious face: "If you want to die, then I'll let you die!"

Then he drew out a sharp sword, a cold light suddenly appeared, and slashed towards the opponent.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Han Fei's expression remained unchanged, neither dodging nor resisting, as if he had accepted his fate.

And just when the weapon was about to strike his body, a strange and cold black fog emerged without warning, shrouding the former.

Immediately afterwards, Han Fei's figure suddenly dissipated, causing the other party to miss him.

When it reappeared, it was already several feet away, and the strange and rich black mist quickly condensed, turning into an ancient sword that was black and blue all over.

The sword was broken into several pieces, and seemed to be pulled by a magical force to float in the air, exuding a strange black aura.

Ji Wuye was also shocked when he saw this scene. He had seen many famous soldiers and sharp weapons, but such a strange sight had never been seen before.

At the same time, an even more bizarre scene happened. Black air surged in the broken sword, and a strange humanoid figure appeared before his eyes as he breathed.

This figure wears simple and time-worn black armor, has pale hair, and wears a strange black eye patch. His face cannot be seen clearly, but from the eerie and strange aura, it can be determined that it is definitely not human.

Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Sword Spirit?"

As the strongest man in South Korea second only to Bai Yifei, he naturally has some sharp eyesight, and he quickly noticed Ni Lin's condition.

"It turns out to be a sword spirit. No wonder it can automatically protect its master. I didn't expect you to have such a trump card, but do you really think that with it, you won't have to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched the sword in his hand again and attacked the former.

The yin energy from Sword Spirit Ni Lin's body also burst out, turning into an afterimage to face the former, and slashed out with a merciless sword.

In an instant, the broken sword and the war knife collided together in an instant, and the strong sword light and yin energy devoured each other and offset each other, which actually seemed to be a bit evenly matched.

There are constant battles between the two. Ni Lin is the body of a Yin spirit, and it is difficult to damage it with ordinary means, so it is invincible by nature.

Ji Wuye also practiced hard skills, and his powerful body and solid armor were even more invulnerable, much stronger than Wushuang Ghost.

The two sides fought fiercely and seemed to have reached a stalemate.

After a while, Han Fei's body began to tremble slightly, his face turned pale and he looked weak.

After Ni Lin recognized his master, although he was able to summon the sword spirit to fight, he also tied himself to them, causing both prosperity and loss.

The long and fierce battle inevitably left him with a lot of wear and tear.

Moreover, it consumes essence and vitality that are difficult to replenish, and using it multiple times may shorten lifespan. Unless it is a critical moment, he will not use it easily.

But at this moment, there can be no relaxation. Even if he cannot defeat the opponent directly, he must buy time for Wei Zhuang.

At the same time, the fighting on the other side also entered a fever pitch.

Although Mo Ya and Bai Feng cooperated tacitly and attacked fiercely, they were still unable to resist Wei Zhuang who was under full strength. After a fierce battle, there were a few more sword marks on their bodies.

Their mission is to entangle each other. As long as Han Fei dies, everything will be settled.

And Wei Zhuang was naturally aware of his purpose, and he no longer held back the slightest bit, fully displaying the domineering power of the horizontal sword technique.

“Across all directions!”
Chapter completed!