Chapter 156: Shadow Killing (Five Watches)
Li Chengkong quickly retracted his gaze, and was stunned like wood again, without a trace of fluctuation, not to attract attention.
Huo Tianfeng's gaze swept over him, and he sat down behind the Xuan case with a light bow, took out a volume from the stack of files on the case, and looked at it calmly, his brows furrowed quickly.
As his brow furrowed, the air around him instantly became oppressive.
The previous Huo Tianfeng looked at the dossier, just flipped through it casually and threw it aside, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
This real Huo Tianfeng is completely different.
The more he looked down, the deeper his brows wrinkled, and finally "slammed" the table, and snorted coldly: "Nonsense!"
He broke off: "Hu Kuohai!"
Hu Kuohai, the commander of the guards, strode in with a meteor and saluted with a fist: "Your Highness!"
"Get rid of Zhang Chunping's position as centurion, and let him stay in Jingxin Courtyard for a month!"
"Yes!"
Huo Tianfeng waved his hand.
Hu Kuohai withdrew from the big tent.
Li Chengkong raised his eyebrows, no matter how much he trained the stand-in, the stand-in was a stand-in after all, and there was no way to get these ideas for him.
But if it weren't for the fact that he was a close guard, I am afraid that he would not have seen this scene.
Afterwards, Huo Tianfeng read a few more files, his face was extremely gloomy, and the air pressure in the big tent became stronger and stronger.
When it was time for dinner, Huo Tianfeng beckoned: "Master Li, come and have a drink with Gu." ”
Li Chengkong stood up and said with a smile: "Dare to disobey your fate." ”
He came to the square table and sat opposite Huo Tianfeng.
This seems very rude.
The eighth prince, who had just come in with the curtain, was stunned, but his footsteps did not stop, he sat down at the bottom of Huo Tianfeng, and nodded at Li Chengkong: "Lord Li has worked hard." ”
Li Chengkong smiled: "I dare not be ashamed." ”
The door curtain was raised, and one by one the beautiful maids rushed in, offering two jars of wine, several dishes, silver plates, jade bowls, and silver chopsticks, all of which were light and silent.
After the wine was poured, Li Chengkong didn't wait for Huo Tianfeng to raise his glass, he raised his glass and smiled: "Lord Wang, I will enter Shenjing immediately, and I should retire in the future!"
"Lonely, I want to thank Master Li for his hard work......" Huo Tianfeng took a deep look at Li Chengkong.
He knew it.
This Li Daoyuan has already seen that he is the real body.
Presumably Li Daoyuan also understood that he had too many things for him to see, so he took the initiative to say goodbye and leave.
This Li Daoyuan is very knowledgeable, and he is worthy of being a five-grade golden-armored eunuch of the Dayue Dynasty at a young age, with outstanding martial arts and extraordinary minds.
Li Chengkong smiled: "Where the duty is, I don't dare to thank you, then ......"
He turned his head sharply and glared at a maid.
This maid has a graceful figure, and although her appearance is also beautiful, it is not eye-catching because it is different from other maids.
She was lightly carrying a pot of soup and came in, but Li Chengkong glared at her, and was startled and stopped Lianbu.
Li Chengkong's violent movements attracted the four figures outside, and the four breaths suddenly rose to the sky.
Li Chengkong suddenly snapped his fingers.
"Bang!" the maid froze in place.
Her apricot eyes were round and her flowers were discolored.
"Bang!" the soup pot fell off, and the milky white soup burst and seeped into the carpet, and the aroma was tangy.
When the four figures outside floated in like ghosts, the shadow behind the maid suddenly became thick, as thick as a copper cylinder of ink.
This ink-like black shadow suddenly jumped, and it actually broke away from the maid and shot towards Huo Tianfeng like lightning.
The world in my eyes slowed down.
Sixty times his thoughts, he looked at the black shadow with ease.
It is like a paper figure cut out of black paper, only with a humanoid outline, no eyes, no nose and no facial features, no matter how you look at it, it is only pitch black, as dark as the void at night.
This shadow gave him a sense of coldness, not physical coldness, but a spiritual feeling.
The shadow was thin, light, swift, and unarmed.
In response to the above two points, he deduced that this black shadow was likely to be a mental attack, and the physical attack was not strong.
In order to be foolproof, it is necessary to strike at the same time with the physical spirit.
And it's so close, it's too close to the Nine Emperor Princes, Huo Tianfeng, and there is no room for mistakes, so you have to use the strongest double attack.
is about to enter Shenjing, Huo Tianfeng was assassinated here, and his success fell short, and his great achievement became a great mistake.
Sending the Buddha to the West, he was ordered to save him, and if he dies now, the credit will not only be written off, but also a great demerit.
He also expects to use this great work to atone for his sins and offset the punishment he will be punished in the future.
Dugu Shuming left Beijing without authorization and disobeyed the order, although he would be severely punished, and he, the attendant, would definitely not be able to escape.
It is more likely that the emperor vented all his anger on him and punished Dugu Shuming by punishing him, which is a common trick.
Sixty times faster thinking, these thoughts are only for a moment.
"Whew!"
He cocked his little finger and pressed it, and the finger power of the Eternal Finger struck the black shadow.
He had already changed the Eternal Departure Divine Finger to the Six-Vein Divine Sword, so there was no doubt that the master of the Eternal Departure Palace could see that he was using the Eternal Separation Divine Finger.
At the same time as shooting out the Eternal Departure Divine Finger, the Great Mighty Vajra Sword also stabbed the black shadow.
"——!"
The shadow let out a scream that pierced the eardrums, and it stopped abruptly.
He stopped, and Li Chengkong pressed his thumb.
"Whew!"
The second Eternal Separation Divine Finger and the Great Mighty Vajra Sword descended again.
"Woo......"
In the strange roar, the black shadow suddenly flickered, turning from a human form into a black flame.
The black flame slowly floated up, floating to a height of two meters in the air and burning quietly, as if a gust of wind would float away at any moment.
Li Chengkong attacked again, and the black flames jumped, but it seemed to be just a phantom, and the attack was ineffective.
Four gray-robed old men appeared, surrounding this black flame, solemn as if facing a great enemy.
Li Chengkong stepped over to Huo Tianfeng's side.
Huo Tianfeng calmly put down the silver wine glass, and said lightly: "The technique of shadow killing, the master of the Great Cloud God Peak looks lonely!"
An old man in a gray robe said in a deep voice: "Come out!"
"Boy, who are you?!" suddenly came from the flames.
In fact, it is not a sound, but everyone hears this voice, which is a kind of mental sensing technique.
"Dayue Zhiji Supervisor Li Daoyuan!"
"Hmph, Da Yue, it's really complicit!"
"Woo ......" A long howl suddenly came from outside, like a fierce tiger roaring on a hill.
All the torches outside the tent shook violently, like a strong wind, and the torches were extinguished.
"Your Highness, you are the master of Shangqing Peak, withdraw!" a gray-robed old man said in a deep voice.
"I want to see what they can do!" Huo Tianfeng had no intention of evacuating.
Li Chengkong frowned.
Two hundred meters to the west, a majestic peak is rising from the ground, and then moving in this direction with the momentum of crushing everything.
He inexplicably felt humble, as if he was just an ant.
"Hey, Shangqing Peak is also here, isn't it that Thunder Hell Peak is also coming?!" Huo Tianfeng snorted.
"Exactly!"
"Whew!" a white light burst through the tent and crept in.
Without waiting for Li Chengkong to make a move, the black-faced old man who had been guarding the fake Huo Tianfeng with Li Chengkong suddenly stepped forward and punched out.
A black glow flashed from his fist, the color of black iron.
"Bang!" the black light collided with the white light.
The black-faced old man took four steps back, and was supported by Li Chengkong's sleeve with a soft force.
"Old Zhou, how is it?"
A gray-robed old man asked, staring at Black Flame.
"Breaking the Delusion Divine Sword, but that's it!" the black-faced old man Zhou Yu snorted in a muffled voice.
"Haha......" In the clear laughter, another white light broke through the tent.
There was a last quarter moon in the tent, and the snow was bright.
The crooked moon rushed towards Huo Tianfeng.
The black-faced old man Zhou Yu punched again, and the black fist hit Kyaukjie Yueyaer.
"Bang!"
The wind is blowing.
The dining table in front of Huo Tianfeng was calm, and all the gusting winds were dissolved by Li Chengkong.
Zhou Yu was blocked by Li Chengkong, and did not retreat, his dark face could not see the abnormality, but his eyes were in a trance.
"Shoot!" came from outside the tent.
"Snort, snort, snort......" The roar of the broken crossbow rang out.
"Haha......" Qinglang laughed.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of gold and iron is sudden and dense, like rain hitting plantains.
Li Chengkong's blood and qi moved slightly, but this clear and pleasant laughter was also a sound killing technique, and it was a very clever sound killing technique.
He was even more frightened by this swordsmanship.
Obviously, this sound of gold and iron is made by the sword and the broken crossbow, and there is a swordsmanship in the world that can block the broken crossbow!
The Pogang crossbow is the foundation of the strength of the imperial army, and no matter how powerful the master of martial arts is, he is still flesh and blood in front of the Pogang crossbow.
"Humph!" a cold snort sounded.
Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound of "bang, bang", and the sound of gold and iron disappearing, obviously a grandmaster master came out and stopped the swordsman.
The four gray-robed old men breathed a sigh of relief.