Only a loud shout was heard, and a long spear made a whistling sound. It was like a long sword leaving the string, chasing the stars and the sun, and suddenly shot out.
A short figure suddenly stood up, soared into the air, stepped on the flying spear with his toes, followed by the power of the spear, and then increased his speed again. His body was like thunder, and he had already passed Xiao Cheng and the two in the blink of an eye.
.
A dwarf man, as short as a child but with an extremely old-looking face, rolled on the ground to relieve his strength, then stood up straight, held his paws in his hands, stood in front of the two of them, and said in a fierce voice:
"Assassin please leave!"
Nan Rongshu snorted coldly, her figure suddenly became stiff, and the narrow blade between her fingers shone coldly, and wiped it towards the man.
She just wanted to hold off her pursuers and give her men time to clean up the situation, but she was not stupid enough to allow the masters from the Taishi Mansion to surround her.
The dwarf man was actually only a first- and seventh-level master. When he saw that a little-known seventh-level master in the Forbidden Army was able to block these two people for a long time, he subconsciously felt that the eighth-level cultivation of Xiao Cheng and the two men were really good.
There was some moisture, so he dared to step forward to stop him.
But at this moment, Nan Rongshu stepped forward with a strange and extremely fast figure. Even though he was famous for his Qinggong in Tiannan Wulin, he was unable to react at this time.
At this time, he realized that it was not the eighth level cultivation of these two people.
The dwarf man was suddenly startled. Seeing the sharp edge approaching, he was so frightened that he rolled to the ground.
The sharp blade passed over the top of his head, directly cutting off a layer of his hair.
Nan Rongshu didn't succeed in any of her moves, so she frowned, turned her right hand, and the cold light drew an arc, and then wiped it towards the dwarf man.
Hearing the sound of flesh being scratched, the dwarf man covered the narrow wound on his neck with his hand, foamy blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he fell down unwillingly.
"Brother!" Among the pursuers behind the two men, a tall man carrying several spears roared angrily when he saw the dwarf man fall.
After all, the two of them had just started and wasted too much time.
Although the dwarf man only stopped the two of them for a moment, for these sixth- and seventh-level masters enshrined in the Grand Master's Mansion, a moment was enough to catch up with them.
The tall man was obviously very angry. At this time, he strode over, drew out the spear on his back, and threw it at the two of them.
The spear was imbued with the full strength of a seventh-level master, and it suddenly cut through the air and roared towards him, carrying the man full of anger, and seemed to have the power to destroy mountains and crack rocks.
Xiao Cheng frowned, and Shaoshang's sword energy solidified again. He pointed out the sword energy, and the sword energy struck out, just like a strong wind approaching or heavy rain, rolling in with boundless momentum.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the steel spear that was thrown at him exploded under the raging sword energy.
The next moment, a long sword with a very unique shape, about the thickness of a steel needle, about two feet long, suddenly stabbed towards Xiao Cheng.
A middle-aged man in green clothes with a sickly face and an extremely thin face suddenly came out with a thin sword.
The thin sword is light and agile, and when you raise your hand to stab it out, the shadows of the sword are like plum blossoms blooming, extremely fast.
Nan Rongshu turned around and suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged swordsman like a ghost.
The narrow blade, gently stroked by Nan Rongshu's slender fingers, shimmered with a chilling edge.
The middle-aged swordsman screamed in pain, and there was already a numb and tingling feeling on his back shoulder. The hand holding the sword felt weak and weak, and he could not even grasp the thin sword.
Nan Rongshu's move was so cruel that it directly destroyed the meridians and muscles in the swordsman's back shoulder, directly making him lose the qualification to hold a sword.
Eighth-level masters, after all, they were eighth-level masters. Two seventh-level masters, one sixth-level master, and three were enshrined in the Grand Master's Mansion. However, after only a few encounters, one of them was dead and the other injured.
Seeing this, the tall man holding the gun couldn't help but stop his feet. He held a long gun in his hand and looked at Xiao Cheng and the two angrily, and for a moment he didn't dare to step forward.
Xiao Cheng casually glanced at Nan Rongshu who had returned to his side, and said with a faint smile:
"I thought you would be happy to see me being attacked."
Nan Rongshu felt she was wrong and pursed her lips without speaking.
"You two entered the palace late at night, but it is a bit unethical to disturb my little rest time!"
With the sound of his clothes being ripped through the air, Mr. Tie landed directly in front of Xiao Cheng and the two of them, shaking the folding fan in his hand, looking at the two of them with smiles on their faces, and said politely and kindly.
Xiao Cheng looked at Mr. Tie in front of him, his eyes moved, and he said with a smile:
"It turns out that Mr. Tie, a close confidant of the Grand Master, has arrived. I'm sorry for disturbing him so late at night. I will send you a big gift to apologize someday!"
"Oh, haha, I'm afraid Tie will not be able to bear your great gift! But as for apology, I might as well ask the two of them to go back with me, so that Tie can explain to the grand master, which is considered an apology!" Mr. Tie
He said with a smile.
Just as Xiao Cheng was about to speak, he heard Nan Rongshu beside him whisper:
"I'm afraid he's stalling for time and won't be able to stay long!"
When Xiao Cheng heard this, he looked at Mr. Tie, shrugged helplessly, pointed at Nan Rongshu, and said:
"Mr. Tie has also seen it. The tigress in this house doesn't allow me to wander outside, so I'd better say goodbye!"
Nan Rongshu heard Xiao Cheng's teasing and glared at him fiercely.
Mr. Tie took a step forward, looked at Xiao Cheng's dress with interest, and said with some mocking and some contempt:
"Oh, never thought that my father-in-law would actually get married?"
Xiao Cheng didn't want to continue to pester him and wanted to turn around and leave.
But just as Mr. Tie finished speaking, a hidden murderous intention suddenly locked onto the two of them.
Xiao Cheng and Nan Rongshu both felt a chill on their backs and felt a crisis in their hearts. They looked at each other and couldn't help shouting in unison:
"not good!"
I only heard a "clang" sound coming from nowhere, and two feather arrows were shot out together, breaking through the air like a meteor falling, heading towards Xiao Chengnan Rongshu.
Among the masters from the Taishi Mansion who came, there was actually a sixth-level archery master who used a bow as a weapon and could lock two people at the same time!
Archery masters mostly come from the military. Sixth-level archery masters are rarer than eighth-level warriors. Although the rank is not high, the feather arrows shot by a sixth-level archery master with the help of a treasure bow are more valuable to eight-level warriors.
Level masters are also a big threat.
Without thinking too much, the internal force in Xiao Cheng's body was circulating, and the sword energy condensed on the thumb of his right hand. Shao Shang's sword energy was fired out again, with the force of thunder, smashing the incoming arrows.
On the other side, although Nan Rongshu had no way to resist the arrow, she relied on her skill to avoid the arrow more easily than Xiao Cheng.
It's just that Mr. Tie specially attracted the attention of the two of them just now. Obviously, he didn't just want to take down the two of them with this sixth-level archer.
When the arrow was shot, Mr. Tie and the tall man rushed towards the two of them.
The folding fan that ordinary people have the ability to be arty turns into a murderous weapon in the hands of Mr. Tie.
The folding fan rotated, and the sharp top of the fan flew straight past Xiao Cheng and headed towards South Rongshu. But the tall man holding the gun roared and rushed towards Xiao Cheng.
The man held a long spear, opened and closed, and the marksmanship came like a violent storm, so Xiao Cheng had to use his fingers as a sword, using the power of his yang finger to parry.
On the other side, Nan Rongshu's movements were swift and strange, and she kept moving towards Mr. Tie.
But on Mr. Tie's side, the folding fan in his hand can be used to hit or point, stab or chop, and use both fists and kicks, integrating moves from various schools in the world.
The moves are superficial, just ordinary martial arts spread throughout the world, but in the hands of Mr. Tie, they can turn decay into magic. With a seventh-level cultivation level, he can barely parry Nan Rongshu's attack.
These two Mr. Tie were no match for Xiao Cheng and Nan Rongshu, but they couldn't stand it. Secretly, a sixth-level archer locked onto them from time to time. When they started to move, they were inevitably at a loss. For a moment, they were unable to capture them as quickly as possible.
We are here in the palace, and the imperial army may come after us. At that time, we will really not be able to escape.