Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 189-190 Assassinate Marshal
The battle had already begun. Arcanist Duncan flashed in front of the guards, and there was an arcane explosion immediately. Uncontrollable arcane energy emitted from all the pores around his body. When it came into contact with the air, it turned into an explosive with astonishing lethality.
The guards within the range were inevitably turned upside down, and even the cold air was shaken and rolled, forming a strong cold air flow that caused the curtains of the carriage to roll up violently. The arcanist himself has been practicing arcana for many years.
Received full arcane affinity and suffered no damage at all.
Their cooperation was very tacit. Frost Warlock Hogan immediately took advantage of the east wind of strong cold air flow, pushed his hands forward, his palms glowed with white light, and blew a cold frost vortex towards the carriage. A withered sycamore leaf happened to fall in the middle
, instantly froze into ice, was stirred and rushed towards the carriage, hit the door frame and broke into pieces. The two surrounding guards fell straight to the ground, their blood had been frozen. The magician was no match for the samurai knight in close combat. In fact, it was just
It's just a joke, the key depends on your strength.
The generalissimo was still in the carriage, and it was not apparent how he was affected for the time being.
Shen Zhimo smiled and said: "Today is really an eye-opener. The magician's instantaneous explosive power is really terrifying. If it were me, I would have to scramble for a while. But the guard captain should not be simple. The arcanist's reaction is not sensitive enough after all. He
When jumping among the guards to launch an attack, there must always be a moment to stop and recite a spell. The explosion looks powerful and dazzling, but it is not fatal. It depends on whether his companions can follow the steps."
Aubrey witnessed the battle of a high-level magician for the first time, and was amazed and unable to respond to the boss's words for a while.
Shen Zhimo held up the musket. He stood with his feet spread out. His posture was extremely stable, and he began to aim at the battle site: "The dwarves said that mithril muskets can penetrate iron plates, but the guards of the generalissimo are not that simple. They should be wearing mithril muskets."
The silver armor exploded once, leaving no traces on the armor. Well, it must be aimed at their heads. It would be great if we brought the dog-slaying sword. The famous sword must at least find a celebrity to sacrifice it. The blood of the marshal
It should be enough."
Aubrey said: "But haven't the Prime Minister's people already taken action? Why should we bother?"
"Shut up. I want to kill the Prime Minister's people together... Oh, no, no, I will leave one person beaten to a disability and captured alive by the guards. This way the regent and the military can know more about the inside story."
Aubrey gritted his teeth and said, "Politics is really not for humans."
The fight on the field became more and more intense. Jeremy the Wild Wolf, Maledice the Scissorhands and others immediately joined the battle group. These two were the ace assassins of the Crystal Glory Mercenary Group. Their daggers were filled with deadly poison, and their skills
Extremely agile. Like a shadow, he sneaked behind the enemy and struck out with his sword. The battle situation began to become clear. The assassins gained the upper hand.
The captain of the guard blocked Maledice's cold knife, shouted loudly, his aura of piety burst out, and slashed the arcanist's shoulder with his backhand sword.
Jeremy's daggers in his left and right hands were like a meat grinder, firing wave after wave. The window of the carriage was cut into pieces, wood slag flew, and the once exquisitely patterned metal trim was twisted into a twist. Inside
The generalissimo's face turned purple-black with rage, and he drew out his long sword inlaid with brilliant gems and stabbed Jeremy. Fighting energy suddenly shot out from the sword blade, and a cone-shaped dark red light was fifty centimeters long.
Jeremy was startled. He tapped his right foot lightly on the wheel and rolled backwards. The fighting spirit followed him like a shadow and pierced his cheek. Jeremy crossed his hands with the dagger and raised it to parry, thus avoiding the bad luck of having his head split in two.
At this moment, the Generalissimo suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder. Conn, the garroteman, got in through the window on the other side. The hook of his left hand was deeply hooked into the shoulder blade. Blood spurted out like an arrow. It turned out that they had split up to attack in a pinch.
Otherwise, how could Jeremy waste his extra energy cutting up the carriage? It was all to attract the marshal's full attention.
The marshal sighed in his heart: After all, he is getting old and his energy is not as good as before. Otherwise, if he were ten years younger, how could he not pay attention to the sneak attack from behind? Is it possible that he will die today?
Conn smiled sinisterly, raised his wrist, and stabbed the marshal's neck with the gleaming dagger.
"Duke!" the captain of the guard roared extremely anxiously, waving his sword to get rid of the scissor hands, and rushed to the carriage. The most important thing for a guard is his loyalty to his master. If the Duke dies, he does not need to continue to live.
The carriage is very wide, and the space for movement is large enough, but there is a coyote in front of the generalissimo, and the garrote is coming behind him. Just between the lightning and flint, the serrated dagger is already close to his neck. Just looking at his movements, it can be said that
Easily knock down an adult raptor in the jungle.
The guards instantly felt their blood flow backwards, time stopped, and the violent arcane explosion became blurry in their eyes.
At this unbearable moment, the Generalissimo suddenly felt that the back of his head was suddenly wet with something hot. Conn's hand stopped, and then dropped weakly, and a crisp sound from afar reached his ears.
Everyone could see clearly that Conn's head exploded like a firework, and his scalp, hair, skull, brains, blood, tendons, and eyeballs scattered in all directions in the car. He ended without even making any further moves.
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It couldn't be more weird. How many people have witnessed a good head being turned into pieces?
Everyone stopped all movements to identify the source of the crisp sound.
Shen Zhimo blew away the gun smoke from the gun, pressed in a bullet, and said with a smile: "It's more powerful than magic. I love this feeling. One shot will knock off a person's head. If a sword comes from the west, it will be like a flying fairy from the sky."
But that’s it? The only flaw is that the reloading speed is too slow, so it can only be attacked secretly. If you are approached, it will be difficult to please. However, if the army is equipped with muskets on a large scale, the effect will be much more terrifying." Picking up an egg as big as that.
Using the finger power of the "flicking magical power" secretly transmitted from Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, the stone shot out and hit the roof of a house a hundred meters away, with a clear "click" sound.
Everyone looked in that direction, but they didn't find anything. The arcanist used the eagle eye spell twice, but couldn't see anything at all. Apart from spider webs, there was only dry moss on the roof. The Wild Wolf was about to go over to check.
, remembering that they were still fighting, I had no choice but to give up.
Everyone gained nothing. They rejoined the battle. Winston escaped from death and broke out in a cold sweat. He suppressed his emotions a little, his fighting spirit surged, and he started fighting with the enemy.
Shen Zhimo grabbed a handful of stones and threw them away with the "rain of flowers" technique. He had been busy running around for many days. His internal strength had not deteriorated, but was more diligent than before. The stones were controlled by his internal strength and fell in four directions: southeast, northwest, and southeast.
It's a click...
Everyone was in the middle of the battle and had no time to care. Shen Zhimo aimed at the head of Jeremy the Wild Wolf and coldly pulled the trigger.
"Bang" Jeremy collapsed, leaving only a headless body. The musket was so powerful that it could blow the entire head into pieces.
The captain of the guard cheered up and shouted: "Aha, our help is here, the Prime Minister's lackeys, you are dead!" As soon as he finished speaking, the blade of Scissorhands penetrated his chest.
Shen Zhimo said: "You retreat. I fired two shots, and they will soon find out where we are."
"No. Boss, we stay to cover you."
"If you don't hold me back, it will be blessed by the Holy Light. Come on, subordinates must obey the orders of their superiors unconditionally."
"Yes!" Aubrey had tears of excitement in his eyes, as if he was a comrade facing the end of life and death: "Boss, I will never forget your great kindness! Let's take the first step!"
"Get the hell out of here!" Shen Zhimo reloaded his ammunition again, looking for the next prey. Both sides died, and the fight was evenly matched. The generalissimo had the slight upper hand. The prime minister only sent out five people, but when he heard the prime minister read his name earlier,
There are six people, so there should be a very important master hiding in the dark waiting to launch a fatal blow. Who is this person?
Just when Shen Zhimo had an idea in his mind, he saw a figure flash on the edge of the balcony, and a sword flashed down faster than lightning.
The knife came so fast, like a thunderbolt or a shooting star. For a moment, the walkway behind the balcony was covered with stars shining from the blade, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
A strong wind hit his face, and Shen Zhimo secretly screamed that something was going to happen. He hurriedly raised his mithril musket to parry, and silently kicked out a move called "Dragon Out of the Abyss". The power of this kick was very overbearing. If the kick hit the right spot, even the stone tablet could be destroyed.
The kick has always been a sure-fire move in close combat in the dark.
The black figure saw that his reaction was many times faster than that of ordinary people. A strange force surged over the cold knife that was being held, making his blood boil. He probably knew how powerful it was, so he hurriedly rolled back and happened to avoid the "flood dragon coming out".
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The assassin is known as the most mysterious and ruthless killer in the empire. He is a master of both magic and martial arts. He has practiced the evil magic "charm" that affects the human body's normal thinking and the powerful fighting spirit. He also has the fastest assassin's body skills and holds the dwarf master.
The weapon he forged, the extremely sharp "heart-breaking" dagger, can cut a finger-thick piece of beef into a hundred thin slices in five seconds. No one knows his name. Everyone calls him "The Bloodthirsty Devil". I don't know.
How many people hate him, and how many people are vying to win over him. In his hands, he has killed more than ten governors of the Thunder Emirate, as well as generals, ministers, and high-level magicians of the empire. Due to his prominent reputation, he has been banned by the Assassin Association.
Considered the "First Assassin of the Empire".
Such a strong man was actually recruited under the wings of the Prime Minister. He hid in the dark and waited for the best opportunity. Through the fire and sound produced by the two shootings, he judged Shen Zhimo's location and rushed over to solve this difficult problem.
figure.
Before the "bloodthirsty demon" could gain a foothold, Shen Zhimo was already following him like a shadow, and the mithril gun butt hit him on the bridge of the nose!
Just a meeting! The "Bloodthirsty Demon" has experienced countless battles, big and small, for more than ten years. Every scene is dangerous and dangerous. Every enemy is the strongest among the strong, but he still lies in his heartbroken body.
Next, only this black-haired man, with a bully attitude like a lion fighting a rabbit, smashed his own head to pieces. God knows he didn't even see how the other party turned the butt of the gun.
"Even your grandpa dares to make a sneak attack. Are you risking his life?" Shen Zhimo sneered. Instead of taking advantage of the situation to attack, he took his time to dig into his trouser pocket and found a thick cigar and put it in his mouth.
You will pay the price for underestimating the enemy! The assassin silently recited the spell in his heart, and suddenly, his eyes glowed white and bright.
He shot into Shen Zhimo's eyes and shouted loudly: "One, two, three! Listen, I won't move anymore. Your body is as heavy as a stone. You have no strength. Yes, you are very tired and want to sleep for a while."
I feel..." The voice was hoarse and weird, like a crow.
Aubrey exclaimed: "Charm! Oh, you can't do this, look at the knife!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Zhimo seemed to be looking at a fool. Another rifle butt hit him in the head. With a buzz, the assassin's eyes were full of stars, and he fell to the sky. The back of his head hit the balcony railing and blood flowed out.
He covered his head and said in a horrified tone: "Who are you that you are immune to the effects of charm?"
An ordinary person would have been enlightened long ago, but Shen Zhimo was determined. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression, how could he be afraid of a trivial charm?
The assassin gritted his teeth, and black smoke suddenly rose from his body. He disappeared. The next second, he appeared behind Shen Zhimo with wisps of black smoke, and wiped the "heartbroken" in his hand towards the enemy's throat.
"Boss!" Aubrey exclaimed.
Shen Zhimo shook his head in boredom. He was just watching a clown play a trick. With one backhand, he strangled the assassin's neck as easily as he was playing with a virgin's breasts. The accuracy of his eyesight and the speed of his technique were truly amazing.
The assassin couldn't believe it. The opponent's internal energy had already surged into all the meridians. His whole body was numb and weak. The strength in his hand disappeared completely like the tide. He could no longer stab him. He was carried by him like a chicken.
in hand.
"What's your name?" Shen Zhimo asked.
For the first time in his life, the assassin saw a master who was several levels stronger than him. The contrast between a strong man beating a baby was not so disparate. His heart had long turned into a blank. His confidence, dignity, and belief had all disappeared without a trace, and his courage had disappeared.
They all said: "I, my name is Hebrew. Others call me a bloodthirsty devil. Actually, I am just an assassin..."
Originally, a strictly trained assassin would not be such a coward, but his charm spell could not be applied to the enemy, and instead he was hit by the butt of a gun. He immediately suffered a terrible backlash from the spell, and his sanity was close to collapse.
"Okay, dear Hebrew, listen, you wasted my time to fire the third shot. This is a very serious matter to me, and you have caused an extremely bad impact."
"I, I will compensate you for your losses..."
Shen Zhimo sneered: "How to compensate?"
"This... wealth, I still have money..."
"It's not necessary. If you do something wrong, you have to pay for it with your life." After Shen Zhimo finished speaking, he broke his neck with a little force.
It took a lot of effort for Aubrey to put his pounding heart back into place, and he said carefully: "Boss, I have heard of this bloodthirsty demon before. He is a classic killer in assassin textbooks.
A single case can cause chaos in the political arena, and almost no one is his opponent...".
"What nonsense? Didn't you see that he just cried and begged me to let him live?"
Aubrey paid a few compliments and quickly retreated downstairs with her companions.
Shen Zhimo cheered up, and new changes appeared on the field. The marshal took complete initiative. Scissorhands and others struggled to support themselves and attacked the marshal like crazy. Once the assassination plan failed, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Although I have no grievances against you, but they are not from my race, and their hearts must be different. It is always good to kill a few more foreign devils." He narrowed his left eye and looked at the crosshair with his right eye to find the best way to end the Generalissimo's life.
Part, "Heart? Oh, no, if you wear armor under the robe, it will be a waste of ammunition. Throat? No, it is better to see the moment when the head explodes."
He finally found the correct location and pressed the trigger with his index finger.
A mithril bullet carefully refined by the dwarf master flew across the desolate night sky, whipping up the howling cold wind, and hit the Grand Marshal in the eye socket with lightning speed.
Without exception, the blood spray caused by the explosion of the head was like rain, and everyone, including the three surviving assassins, was stunned.
Shen Zhimo fired another shot, hitting the arcanist in the stomach. Then he slowly put away the gun, took a deep breath of the cigar, walked through the room and corridor, and walked in the other direction.
The scene was a mess.
Another group of prepared members of the Blood Crow Hall received the signal and rushed to the nearby police station, shouting in a panicked voice: "No, sir, I just saw a large-scale fight with knives on Alice Street.
, seems to have killed someone!"
"What?" The local police chief shouted, "Are you really reading that right?"
"It's absolutely true. If I tell lies, let the Holy Light punish me!"
"All the guards are here! Gather immediately, take your swords, and rush to Alice Street as quickly as possible! Damn it, God knows that Advent is here, and there are still people causing trouble, hurry up, you fucking hurry up
Get up!" The Sheriff kicked a lazy subordinate hard.
Similarly, the police officers of the three nearby blocks reported the crime in the same way, and almost two hundred soldiers rushed to the scene of the attack aggressively.