The silver sword guards don't seem to have much work, and occasionally lead a team to patrol the palace, take it out as a façade, and spend most of the rest of the time on their own.

In the past month, Li An has spent all his free time in retreat and cultivation, and the two Martial King Realm Demon Pills that he swallowed have already been digested, but he does not have any joy in it.

Past experience told him that even if refining those two magic pills failed to break through to the sixth level of the Buddha Demon Hegemony Body, then he should cultivate to a great increase.

It's a pity that there isn't, nothing.

After those two magic pills were refined, they were like stones sinking into the sea, and the Buddha Demon Overlord did not grow at all.

Li Anxin knew he had hit a bottleneck.

There should be a watershed between the fifth and sixth levels of the Buddha Demon Overlord Body, unless you find the right method by yourself, or absorb more Dark Buddha power, it is simply impossible to improve as quickly as before.

What made Li An depressed was that as a silver sword guard, he did have the power to walk in the inner palace, but it was limited to the eastern district.

Although there is no explicit rule, the fact that Musashi Akira and Kimuratani are not in harmony is not a levy, and the power of the two also divides the inner palace in two.

To put it bluntly, the people of Musashi Akira will not come to the East Ward, and the people of Kimura Valley will not be able to come to the West Ward either.

Otherwise, it will be seen as a provocation, and it is normal to cause an infighting.

Aside from patrolling and retreating, Ang Lee didn't seem to have gained anything more in the past month, not even seeing the Island Emperor once, let alone exploring the true meaning of the Dark Buddha.

On this day, it was Ang Lee's turn to lead the patrol, and when he walked to the back garden at the junction of the East and West Districts, Ang Lee very consciously stopped, ready to let the team rest here before leaving.

Who knows, at this moment, a masked man in a nightwalking suit and a mask jumped out of a dark corner.

Ninja?

Unlike ordinary ninjas, this masked man has two katanas, one long and one short, hanging from his waist, and two on his back, looking very fierce.

As soon as the ninja appeared, he attacked, and the two guards who were closer to him were directly cut out, and the black armor on his body was also slashed with a knife, and the flesh and blood flew inside.

Assassin!

Ang Lee's first reaction was that there was an assassin in the palace, but then he felt that things were not so simple.

This is the Inner Palace, how did the Assassins sneak in without being discovered?

In addition, it was daytime, and normal Assassins would not choose to act at this time, and they would still attack actively.

Could it be someone from the West End?

This was the dividing line between the East and West Districts, and it was easy for Ang Lee to think that the Assassins were from the West Side.

In addition, the other deputy captain of the Western District is Musashi Akira, so he suspects that the assassin in front of him is related to the Musashi clan, and Musashi Akira deliberately arranged to kill him.

But he felt that Musashi Ming, as the deputy commander, should not be so stupid, and chose to attack himself in the inner palace.

In the blink of an eye, six guards had fallen under the assassin's knife, and the assassin had already come to Li An, raising his knife and cutting down, it seemed that he was indeed coming at Li An.

"Bold!"

Li An roared angrily, pulled out the silver knife at his waist and greeted him.

"Dang!"

The two knives collided with a crisp sound, accompanied by sparks, but Li An's eyebrows couldn't help but tighten.

This silver knife was the first time he had used it in actual combat, but he knew that the silver knife was extraordinary, and it was regarded by the guards as a treasure knife that broke iron like clay.

But such a treasure knife in the eyes of the public did not cut off the seemingly inconspicuous katana in the assassin's hand, but instead added a gap the size of a grain of rice on its own blade.

This shows that the weapon used in the opponent's hand is above the level of the silver sword.

Li An could feel a sneer flash in the assassin's eyes, making him feel a little angry in his heart.

"Dangdangdang......"

In the blink of an eye, the silver knife in Ang Lee's hand had collided with the opponent's katana dozens of times, and a silver knife was already in tatters, and it could collapse at any time.

Seeing that he couldn't take it for a long time, the assassin also lost his previous composure, and with a "poof" sound, he pulled out another short knife at his waist, and struck Li An from the bottom up with the knife in his backhand.

For a long time, except for the flying knife, Li Ang has used a sword, and the knife in his hand is really not easy to use.

Just now, he could barely deal with it, but now that the assassin suddenly used two knives, Li An's side was a little unbearable.

"When."

The assassin's long knife was once again blocked by Ang Lee's swing, and almost at the same time, the short knife in his other hand flew out and slashed towards Ang Lee's neck.

To put it bluntly, Ang Lee deliberately set a trap for the other party.

When the blade of the opponent's short knife slashed in front of him, Li An raised his arm, shook the knife away with his arm armor, and then blasted out with a punch.

With a muffled sound of "tom", the punch was strong, and it hit the opponent's chest directly, shaking it out.

"Huh?"

Li An's eyelids sank slightly, and he obviously felt that most of the strength had been dissolved by the punch just now, and the other party should be wearing protective soft armor, otherwise this situation would not have occurred.

Sure enough, the assassin didn't seem to be hurt after being shocked out, and struck again with his toes touching the ground.

"Hmph."

Li An snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and shattered the badly damaged silver knife in his hand with an astonishing domineering spirit, and then threw the broken knife out as a flying knife in his hand.

Don't you wear soft armor?

Well, I won't hit your soft armor and attack your face.

I don't live in front of you, and the door is also protected by soft armor.

The assassin was also a little panicked when he saw the broken blade attacking the door in front of him, and the two katanas, one long and one sword, spun cross-spin to form a defense.

The sound of "dangdang" was incessant, and all the broken blades that attacked the assassin were blocked.

But before the assassin could be happy, he found that Li An, who was standing in front of him, was gone, and then noticed a strong wind behind him.

The assassin instinctively turned around and stabbed him, but it was still a little too late, and a silver knife that was less than a fifth of it was already in the back of his head.

This knife will cost the assassin's life.

"Poof."

At this moment, two sounds of breaking the air struck, and the latter took the lead, one hit Li An's blade, deflecting the silver knife, and the other hit Li An's vital point, forcing him to pull back.

"My subordinates meet the deputy commander." After Li An stabilized his figure, he clasped his hands into fists and spoke in the direction of the sneak attack.

Seeing a flash of golden light, Kimura Valley, the deputy head of the group, fell to the ground, and with a panicked face, he knelt on one leg and shouted at the black-clothed masked man: "It's too late to be lowly and frightening the second prince!" ”

The second prince, the man in black?

Li An was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood.

I have long heard that the second prince is playful, and today I can be regarded as really enlightened.

If it weren't for Kimura Valley arriving in time, the second prince would have died by his own sword, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stay in this palace.

(End of chapter)