Jie Kong was not angry either and stood beside Li Chengye and stopped talking.
The old monster Duanmu's sword failed, and was blocked by the host Jiekong. He deflected a few sharp arrows with his sword and returned to the front of the steps. The old monster Duanmu slowly raised the knife and said coldly: "Jiekong, take my Daluo sword again.
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After hearing this, the host Jie Kong moved a few steps forward, holding the Zen staff in front of him, with a solemn expression on his face.
Daluo Dao Duanmu Shenzhou has been famous for more than thirty years and has rarely failed in the world. However, he does not know why he was hired to assassinate Prince Chun this time.
Feng Wuying also pointed all his crossbows at Duanmu Shenzhou. Duanmu Shenzhou took a few steps forward and stood exactly twenty steps away.
Looking at the man who was on full alert, Duanmu Chenzhou smiled sarcastically. The afterimage flashed and he was already ten steps away from Prince Chun. Most of the arrows from the crossbow fell behind Duanmu Chenzhou, and the crossbow arrows in front of him were also hit.
Duanmu Shenzhou opened it with his sword.
A few steps closer, Duanmu Shenzhou shouted in a deep voice: "Look at the sword." This sword was completely different from the one just now. There was no light from the sword, and it rolled towards Jie Kong and Li Chengye as if it melted into the night.
Jie Kong shouted: "Hey!" The Zen staff in his hand was about to be struck out, and there was another dull sound like before. The Daluo knife was blocked by the dead wood Zen staff, but Jie Kong was not as relaxed as before. Although he forced Duanmu Shenzhou back
, but was injured by the sword energy, so he forced himself to raise his energy, his face flashed red and white, he spit out a mouthful of blood, took a deep breath, and stood in front of Li Chengye again.
Duanmu Shenzhou was forced to retreat by the sky, and the arrows flying from the sky followed Duanmu Shenzhou. Duanmu Shenzhou laughed strangely, stepped down, and rushed in towards the crossbow arrows.
Prince Chun and Monk Xie Kong changed their colors one after another, not expecting the Da Luo Dao to be so brave.
Duanmu Shenzhou rolled up his long knife, and all the crossbow arrows around him were blocked. The few crossbow arrows that slipped through the net pierced Duanmu Shenzhou's body but were blocked by the body's true energy, and bounced out one after another.
Jie Kong took a breath of cold air, Duanmu Shenzhou's martial arts was actually so high, he was almost in the realm of Buddhist vajra indestructibility. He quickly suppressed the knife wound and used his strength to attack. Unexpectedly, Duanmu Shenzhou's Da Luo Dao Gang and Jie Kong
With the slightest touch of the dead wood Zen staff, Duanmu Shenzhou lifted up his energy, passed Prince Chun and Xie Kong, and threw himself into the main hall.
Jiekong hit out with all his strength and had no time to recover. He watched helplessly as Duanmu Shenzhou rushed into the central hall.
Prince Chun's face changed drastically, and he shouted wildly: "Stop him!"
The soldiers of Fengwu camp raised their crossbows in unison, but they couldn't keep up with Duanmu Shenzhou's physical strength.
At this time, a scream came from the palace, and Prince Chun felt a chill in his heart. There were several secret guests from the south in the palace, who never wanted to be killed by Duanmu Shenzhou. Several people only heard a scream.
Prince Chun was shocked and angry, and shouted wildly: "Kill without mercy!"
Suddenly, many guards with bows appeared on the wall of the front yard. They were also soldiers from the Fengwu Camp. They stood on the wall and pointed their bows and arrows at the remaining masked assassins in the square.
Duanmu Shenzhou chopped down several tiger guards in the palace, forced Wang Shi, who was pursuing him, to retreat with a single blow, and flew out of the central hall. He glanced up and saw that his side was defeated, and the remaining assassins were just struggling to their death.
Duanmu Shenzhou roared: "Each of us should run for our lives." After saying this, he pounced on several tiger guards like a big bird. He ducked slightly and dodged into the crowd. He turned his body and moved his sword with him.
A whirlwind whipped up, and several Tiger Guards fell out in all directions, falling to the ground without making a sound.
The rest of the assassins became energetic and launched their attacks one after another, escaping in twos and threes towards a place with fewer soldiers.
Wang Shi shouted angrily: "You can't let an assassin go."
"Hmph! That's a shameless statement." Wang Shi took a closer look and saw that the Daluo knife had already been slashed down his ribs, and Duanmu Shenzhou was standing a few steps away from him.
Wang Shi was horrified. He gathered his hands with all his strength and thrust the sword in his hand towards the Da Luo Dao. In the blink of an eye, the sword blade had blocked the Da Luo Dao. Wang Shi was overjoyed, but suddenly he felt something bad. The inner energy on the sword was as unexplainable as a mud cow entering the sea.
There is no trace, and the Daluo knife is as light as if it has been chopped on cotton.
Wang Shi secretly screamed, but before he could withdraw his sword, he heard Duanmu Shenzhou sneer. With a flick of his wrist, the Daluo sword jumped sharply and was thrust straight towards the door. Wang Shi only had time to turn his head to avoid it and let out a miserable sound.
Yelling, Prince Chun on the stage shouted: "Wang Shi!" I saw that Wang Shi's left arm had been cut off by the Daluo knife. Duanmu Shenzhou flew up with a kick and kicked Wang Shi down under the pillars of the main hall. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Duanmu Shenzhou turned around and rushed towards Prince Chun again.
Prince Chun was heartbroken and shouted hurriedly: "Fire the arrow." The buzzing sound started again, and hundreds of arrows were shot at Duanmu Shenzhou at the same time.
The big Luo knife was lightly slapped on the ground, Duanmu Shenzhou's figure erratic, around a strange arc, barely avoiding the crossbow arrows, and swung the knife towards Prince Chun.
Jie Kong shouted the Buddha's name, and quickly swung out the dead wood Zen staff to intercept the Daluo sword. The muffled sound was heard seven times in a row. Jie Kong tried his best to block Duanmu Shenzhou's seven lightning-fast swords, and barely blocked Duanmu Shenzhou in the human wall.
outside.
As Duanmu Shenzhou entered and exited, there were several scars on his body, all of which were stabbed by crossbows.
At this time, all the assassins with strong martial arts skills in the square had begun to break out. Duanmu Shenzhou roared loudly, caressed the Da Luo Dao, and actually rushed towards Prince Chun again. The rain of arrows in the sky could not stop the Da Luo Dao in the slightest, and the sword's light was shining.
The bright light, like a full moon, shone over the crowd where Prince Chun was.
Jiekong resisted with all his strength. As soon as the deadwood stick and the Daluo sword came into contact, Jiekong felt a huge force coming along the stick body. He felt a tightness in his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and pulled Prince Chun to stagger back.
Duanmu Shenzhou was also blocked by the counterattack and fell into the siege of Fengwuying. As soon as he landed, he received several wounds all over his body. In addition to being good at using the repeated crossbow, Fengwuying was also very skilled in martial arts.
The sword never left Duanmu Shenzhou's vitals, fighting for his life. Just as he paused for a moment, Duanmu Shenzhou was stabbed three or four times. Even though his vitals were removed, he was still dripping with blood.
Duanmu Shenzhou laughed angrily and said with a big laugh: "Okay, okay, take my Daluo sword." After saying that, he followed the sword and walked through the crowd like a swimming dragon. He only attacked but not defended, which was better than the phoenix dance.
The battalion soldiers were even more vicious.
Jie Kong pulled Prince Chun back behind the human wall, and the Feng Wuying soldiers who controlled the square quickly retracted, surrounded Li Chengye, and aimed their crossbow arrows at Duanmu Shenzhou.
The light of the sword fluttered like flowing clouds in the mountains. Compared with the domineering sword technique just now, it seemed particularly soft and indifferent, but the murderous intention was even more turbulent. It was invisible and traceless. The light of the sword passed by, leaving only five soldiers of Fengwu Camp.
Still struggling to hold on.
When Prince Chun saw this, his face became stern and he shouted viciously: "Fire the arrow!"
There was another sound of mechanical bows, and the black crossbow arrows stabbed towards Duanmu Shenzhou and the remaining five Fengwu Camp soldiers.
Jie Kong felt slightly unbearable, put his hands together and said: "Amitabha."
The corners of Li Chengye's eyes twitched slightly, and under the rain of arrows, five Fengwu battalion soldiers were killed on the spot. Duanmu Shenzhou was entangled by the guards and could not dodge. He was also hit by several arrows and flew backwards.
Duanmu Shenzhou shouted coldly: "It's no wonder that he is Dingbeihou, he is indeed ruthless." After saying that, he turned over and jumped up to the roof of the central hall.
Seeing this, Li Chengye shouted: "Half, shoot!" The crossbow arrows were shot at Duanmu Shenzhou again, but this time there were only half of the crossbow arrows. Under Duanmu Shenzhou's ghostly speed, none of them had any effect.
The soldiers of Fengwu camp were horrified and hurriedly reloaded their arrows. At this moment, Duanmu Shenzhou had already jumped from the top of Prince Chun's head. The sword was like a strong wind, and the rolled crossbow arrows were swaying this way and that, and only a few people were hit.
Jie Kong summoned all his strength, shouted loudly, and hit the dead wood Zen staff head-on. Duanmu Shenzhou bounced up with his knife, and was knocked back to the roof of the central hall by the dead wood staff.
Jie Kong spit out a mouthful of blood and sat down slowly, no longer able to fight. Hearing Duanmu Shenzhou laugh, he came over again like a demon and killed him again. The soldiers of Fengwu Camp had no time to change their arrows and drew out their scimitars one after another.
, protect Prince Chun.
The light of the sword that reached his eyes made all the guards look pale, and even Li Chengye showed fear on his face, as he refused to die under the sword.