In the twelfth year of the Qingyuan year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, on the fourth day of the ninth lunar month, it was nightfall and the second quarter of Haishi.

When Xu Churong returned to his residence, Pei Yue was blocked by Danxia Lake led by Fang Yunhu. When more than 20 martial arts masters who sneaked into the Southern Zhou Dynasty from Daliang gradually approached Danxia Lake, a team of about 200 people rushed towards Danxia Lake.

The house where Pei Yue stayed.

The one hundred archers left by Fang Yunhu outside the courtyard did not forcefully attack, but strictly controlled the entire courtyard to prevent Pei Yue's soldiers from leaving the place.

After the leader noticed the movement in the distance, he immediately said to his followers: "Send the fireworks order!"

"Yes!" The attendant took out three fireworks wrapped in oilcloth from his arms.

As the soldiers sent by Shangguan Ding rushed towards this side in the rain, a hundred archers immediately retreated towards the north. They obviously would not conflict with the other side, because they were members of the imperial court, and fighting with them was tantamount to rebellion.

Three fireworks exploded in the night sky one after another, piercing through the thick rain curtain, and could be seen clearly within a radius of more than ten miles.

The leader of the army frowned at the fireworks dissipating in the sky above his head, and then sent someone to notify the people trapped in the garden. When he learned that the Marquis of Zhongshan of Beiliang had led away the assassins from the group alone and was now missing, his life or death was unknown, the commander's expression changed.

Extremely ugly.

After hesitating for a moment, he sent people back to report to Shangguan Ding, and then led two hundred soldiers to chase north.

Feng Yi returned to the courtyard and said to the soldiers who were waiting for him: "Let's go find the young master now."

Everyone looked excited, and someone asked hurriedly: "But now we don't know where the Marquis is, how can we find him?"

Feng Yi turned his eyes to the back, looked at the figure coming out of the shadows behind the corridor, and said respectfully: "Thank you."

He was young, tall and tall, with a very kind face. He walked up to Feng Yi and said to other soldiers: "I am Zuo Tieyong, the doctor of the Dui Department of Taishitai Pavilion. I am here to wait for the opportunity under the orders of the chief. Please, please."

Come with me."

Except for the more seriously injured soldiers, the others all held weapons in hand and left the courtyard under the leadership of Zuo Tieyong.

All the way north.

…

North of Donglin, beside Danxia Lake.

The water in the river is filled with doubts, and the water pours out of thin air. The waves are like thousands of trees, and the wind and rain are in danger for a boat.

As the rain got heavier, the north wind swept in and rolled the rain curtain into countless transparent threads, which were then broken. Thousands of beads fell onto the lake, causing endless ripples.

When the raindrops meet the lake surface, the sound changes from brisk to passionate, like the interplay of three notes of an immortal playing the harp, or like the beating of a big drum on a battlefield, like the majestic and tragic drum beats reaching the ears, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the lakeside

There is already a feeling of killing everywhere.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy, and I can leave you a whole body."

Fang Yunhu held the sword in his right hand, looked at Pei Yue who was alone across from him, and gritted his teeth and said these cruel words.

In fact, he usually doesn't care about verbal disputes, but tonight Pei Yue made him very embarrassed. He killed so many of his loyal subordinates with his own strength, and he had a bad feeling in his chest. Now that he has an absolute advantage, Pei Yue is already

A turtle in a urn, he must enjoy the treatment of a winner at this time.

Pei Yue's cold voice came through the rain curtain: "Fang Yunhu, I am alone now, don't you dare to come and take my life yourself? What are you afraid of?"

At this moment, three fireworks exploded above the southern sky.

Fang Yunhu naturally noticed this situation, sneered a few times and waved his hand: "Whoever takes off Pei Yue's head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold! Up!"

After chasing this all the way, many subordinates were already feeling tired, but these words gave them the strongest motivation. Although most of them were descendants of Pingjiang, they were loyal to Fang Xie Xiao's legitimate son, but he was worth a thousand taels of gold.

No one could refuse the temptation, which immediately aroused the hottest desire in his heart and roared towards Pei Yue.

They knew that Pei Yue was very strong, and they could still remember the scene where he killed four swordsmen in an instant, but now more than a hundred people were swarming him, how could he stop him even if he had three heads and six arms?

"Kill!"

Mud and water splashed, people looked longingly, and more than a hundred people charged at the same time. Even though it was raining heavily at the moment, their steps were not as vigorous as usual, but it was still an extremely majestic and powerful scene.

The assassin closest to Pei Yue was only five or six feet away. He rushed at the front with a look of despair on his face.

He knew that he would probably not survive, but he believed that the fourth young master would definitely see this scene and take care of his family far away in Pingjiang after his death. This was enough.

In the rain on Xiaoxiao night, Pei Yue tightened his grip on the handle of the knife, raised his head and let out a clear whistle.

The assassin had already arrived a foot in front of Pei Yue, and then he saw a scene that made him terrified.

On the shore behind Pei Yue, countless black figures suddenly stood up from the ground, like ghosts crawling out of Danxia Lake, or like a long and narrow wave crashing onto the shore, walking quickly in the heavy rain in the middle of the night.

Forward thrust.

No one could remain calm in such a terrifying situation. A very few people realized that this must be the ambush that Pei Yue had hidden here in advance. The coldness in their hearts rushed down their throats and rushed straight to their foreheads, but at this time they could no longer turn around and retreat.

Because the fighting has broken out!

Pei Yue led this group of mysterious and cold shadows into the crowd on the opposite side.

Fang Yunhu finally felt relieved when he saw this scene.

As this sniper killing has developed to this point, what he is most worried about is Pei Yue's back-up plan. The previous taunting was to anger the opponent and make Pei Yue use all means as soon as possible.

He took a quick glance and found that the group of shadows numbered forty or fifty, and all of them were masters. Under the leadership of Pei Yue, they were invincible and killed his subordinates steadily and suffered heavy losses. According to previous speculation, these people

They should be the elites placed by Taishitai Pavilion in Beiliang in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Only an identity like Pei Yue can mobilize these people in full force.

Fang Yunhu wanted to laugh loudly. He kept following Pei Yue's rhythm just for this moment.

Tonight, he not only wanted to kill Pei Yue with his own hands, ruin the marriage and marriage between the two countries, and make the government and the public recognize the truth and resolutely resist Liang, but he also wanted to kill all the crows in Taishitai Pavilion. Only in this way could he prove that he was absolutely selfless and allow his father to convince him.

Those wavering military honors in the army.

So he shouted angrily: "Xian Xiaoshi!"

"Coming!"

A loud, high-pitched voice responded to him.

A burly figure was galloping through the night rain, holding a two-foot-long spear in his hand.

Big raindrops kept hitting his face, but he became more and more excited, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Back in those days, among the nine founding princes of Daliang, Pei Yuan was the best in the world in martial arts, and then he was the most famous for his two spears.

Nowadays, people in Liang only know that the Yin family of the Qi State has unparalleled domineering spears. How many people still remember that Duke Xian Heng of the State of Chu conquered the three states with a spear?

Xian Xiaoshi felt the hot blood rushing and roaring in his body, running and roaring all the way as if he was venting the hatred of his family that had been suppressed for more than thirty years.

In a moment, he came to the battle formation.

A crow from Taishitai Pavilion slashed the enemy in front of him to death with a knife, then turned around and rushed towards Xian Xiaoshi, trying to block this menacing and burly man.

Xian Xiaoshi took long strides, swept his spear across and knocked away the opponent's steel knife, and then twisted the tip of the spear to fly him away.

Fang Yunhu in the distance looked at the Liang man who fell into Danxia Lake, and then looked at Xian Xiaoshi, who was approaching Pei Yue quickly and unstoppably. The only doubt in his heart disappeared, and he raised his sword and charged forward with excitement.

Go, the target is Pei Yue.

Regarding the martial arts cultivation of the five tigers of the Fang family, Zhou people only knew that Fang Yuntian had excellent bones. Under Fang Xiexiao's personal teaching, he had already become a leader among the younger generation of martial artists in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Perhaps a few people also knew about Fang Yunsong's archery skills.

His skills are amazing, but few people know that Fang Yunhu has been practicing assassination since he was a child.

The long sword in his hand was seen appearing and disappearing, all of which were extremely vicious killing moves. Coupled with the unpredictable movements, he jumped into the crowd like a poisonous snake.

Xian Xiaoshi is in sharp contrast to him. His spear is opened and closed, and his internal energy is continuous, forcibly cutting a road.

Taishitai Pavilion was already at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, but now that these two top experts joined the battle, the situation immediately became difficult.

Fortunately, they have been in dangerous situations all year round, and their minds are much tougher than ordinary people. Faced with the joint offensive of Xian Xiaoshi and Fang Yunhu, the spies immediately tightened their defense circle.

"Die!"

Fang Yunhu finally approached three feet in front of Pei Yue, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Pei Yue's vital part on the chest at a strange angle.

At this moment, Xian Xiaoshi on the other side jumped into the air, and the spear made a sound of wind and thunder, piercing the thick night, and countless raindrops jumped on the barrel of the gun.

Pei Yue slashed the enemy on the right to the ground with one strike, then turned to look at Fang Yunhu, who had a murderous look on his face.

A bolt of lightning split the night sky, and the lakeside looked like daylight in an instant.

Fang Yunhu saw Pei Yue showing a strange smile to him, and his heart sank involuntarily.

As if his strength had been drained, Pei Yue stood motionless and allowed Fang Yunhu's long sword to stab his chest.

In mid-air, the spear suddenly changed direction.

Countless exclamations sounded.

Xian Xiaoshi landed steadily and happened to stand side by side with Pei Yue.

Fang Yunhu lowered his head, looking at the tip of the gun piercing his body. He couldn't even feel the pain, and was filled with a ridiculous feeling.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.
Chapter completed!