"No wonder His Majesty has so many imperial guards around him, but only three people ran out, and they are all seriously injured and dying."
If all the assassins who came to assassinate had this ability, ordinary imperial guards would attack them, which would be like cutting melons and vegetables, without any power to fight back.
The elite level is comparable to the Dragon Scale Guard under Zhan Beihan.
It’s a pity that I met her.
Xiao Lingyue sideways to avoid the blade, and the soft sword in her hand feels spiritual, twisting it around the assassin's right wrist and directly cutting off the tendons.
"Ah..." the assassin screamed in pain, and blood gushed out of his wrist.
He instinctively retreated, but Xiao Lingyue was faster than him. The soft sword wrapped around his neck along his arm, and the sword blade was close to the skin.
"I'll ask you for the last time, who sent you?" she said coldly.
The assassin was still stiff and stared at her.
"Your body movement doesn't look like a Northern Qin people." Xiao Lingyue had already seen the flaw, and his eyes flashed with suspicion, "Light and flexible, and has the smell of military. Are you from the Nanyan army?"
As soon as the words were finished, the assassin closed his eyes and hit the blade without hesitation!
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.
Xiao Lingyue's soft sword was extremely sharp and could cut through the skin with a slight touch. The assassin directly hit her neck, and she couldn't even stop.
The body fell heavily to the ground.
Xiao Lingyue's eyelids twitched: "..."
She would rather die than reveal her identity. This extreme reaction indirectly proved that she guessed correctly!
These assassins did not come from the people, but were dead soldiers trained in the Southern Yan army.
"Oops!"
Xiao Lingyue's face suddenly changed and she rushed forward quickly.
Bypassing a few clumps of tall trees, the road ahead is dark and bright, revealing a simple and solemn palace.
The hall is not large in size, covered by shrubs on all sides, and the environment is extremely quiet. There is a small square paved with bluestone in front of the hall gate.
At this moment, blood flowed like a river in the square.
The ground was covered with the bodies of the imperial guards, and there was almost no place to step on the feet.
The pungent smell of blood mixed with the thick smoke from burning tung oil hit the face, and the gray and black smoke was locked by the tall shrubs around it, and it could not dissipate, making even the vision blurred.
"Cough cough..." Xiao Lingyue was caught off guard and was choked and coughed repeatedly.
As soon as the thick smoke was inhaled into the mouth, my throat felt so tingling that I couldn't speak.
Xiao Lingyue immediately held her breath and looked ugly.
These thick smoke are poisonous smoke produced by the burning of tung oil, and are mixed with medicine. Once inhaled, it will burn the throat and make no sound.
The ability to seal is really good!
No wonder, the escaped imperial guards were all hoarse and could hardly speak.
No wonder, the killing here was like a river of blood, but the people outside didn't hear it at all.
Seven or eight black-clad assassins hid in the smoke, waving the big sword in their hands, and crazily attacking the remaining imperial guards, each of which was against ten without any disadvantage. Although the number of imperial guards was large, due to the limited area of the square, they could not perform.
When he opened, he could only resist desperately while blushing his face and protecting other companions, and crazily hitting the palace gate behind him.
"Bang!" "Bang!"...
Xiao Lingyue finally knew where the muffled sound came from.
Judging from this situation, Emperor Zhaoming was probably trapped in the medieval hall, not knowing whether it was death or life.
Without saying a word, she broke into the battle circle with her sword. The soft sword was clever and cruel, and she directly slammed an assassin's neck and instantly wiped her throat! Popular 『』