Chapter 92: Assassination

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Entering the first alert, it took him a lot of effort, and then he went inside, presumably more densely and more masters. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He was full of passion in his heart, and he became more and more energetic, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, and he was biased towards the tiger mountains, relying on the technique of floating light and shadows, he was not afraid.

Soon, he broke through another layer of blockade, hanging and hanging, close to several buildings, which looked like the houses where the guards lived.

There were figures shaking in the room, which were clearly presented in Xiao Yuesheng's mind, some were meditating, some were slowly practicing boxing, and some were standing on the pile, motionless, moving or static, all around them were relaxed and in the most sensitive state.

Xiao Yuesheng understands that in this state, if you are in a trance, if you are empty, if you are empty, your heart is like a clear lake, and the blue sky of rivers and mountains is reflected in the heart lake, it is difficult for ants and flies to hide, let alone people.

He is deeply jealous, although his light skills are wonderful and quiet, but among these people, there is a dragon and a crouching tiger, which cannot be underestimated.

His internal qi returned to its place, dredged into the acupoints around his body, divided and hidden, closed the air holes all over his body, his breath did not come out, and his eyes were hazy, for fear that his thoughts would be too strong and cause these people to induce.

If you are so careful, you will move like a raccoon, if you are as fast as lightning, or as light as a feather, if you are as quiet as a turtle, or if you move like a gecko.

Often when there is no room for it, he brushes the wild eyes of the guards, and the difference is almost noticed.

In such a thrilling situation, from the outsider's point of view, the heartstrings will be tight, and seeing him frightened by the danger again and again, the heartstrings can't bear it, and almost want to break.

It took half an hour, he broke through one alert after another, the more he went inside, the more difficult it became, almost seamless, if he didn't have the method of glimpsing the light, even if the internal force was strong, it would be difficult to escape the guards like torches and eagle eyes.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the council hall.

In the past half an hour, his heartstrings are also tight, even if the Yuan Shen is strong, he still feels tired, which is better than the consumption of a big battle.

Half an hour, he felt like a year.

Half an hour ago, he was ambitious, and he felt that his internal strength was strong, and he could dominate the world, and there was no rival, and he felt quite lonely.

Half an hour later, he only felt that he was arrogant and shallow, the world was big, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, there were countless masters, there were countless strange people, he was not greedy for fame, and he did not seek to be known in the world.

At this point, he climbed a 10,000-meter-high mountain, and if he looked down, he would be dizzy, frightened and sweaty, so he could only go up hard.

He knew in his heart that if there was a slight mistake and alarmed these guards, with his current martial arts, it would be difficult to escape safely.

The hall is located in the center of the palace and resembles the center of a circle.

Xixia takes Buddhism as the state religion, and there are two square tripods outside the main hall, which are incense tripods used to worship heaven and earth, cast in bronze, and are fierce.

Xiao Yuesheng shrank in the east incense ding, like a small mouse falling into a bowl, sheltering in its shadow.

Dense lanterns hung all around, and the inside and outside of the hall were brightly lit, and there were four teams of ironclad guards, ten people in a row, holding torches to patrol.

These ironclad guards only have heart goggles, no helmets on their heads, and their faces are clearly visible, with blazing torches and red goggles.

There are no dead ends outside the main hall, it is almost difficult to sneak into, Xiao Yuesheng's body is like electricity, relying on the strength of the Yuan Shen, releasing the internal force of several acupoints, and urging the floating light to the top, a distance of 100 meters, only a flash.

He was so clever that he flashed into the incense ding, just avoiding everyone.

Even so, as soon as he fell into Dingkou, several eyes swept over, sharp and bright, like several lightning bolts, which made Xiao Yuesheng's hairs stand on end.

He pressed his back against Fang Ding, holding his breath, while breathing, the blood and qi in his body surged, and he rushed too violently just now, and there was a faint feeling of pain in the meridians.

Under the light of Yuan Shenlang, the situation outside was clear, several people stopped their steps, their eyes were like electricity, swept around, and after a while, they did not find it, and continued to patrol.

These forty guards, each of whom is a top master, is more than enough to be the head of a faction, but he is willing to be a small guard.

After they continued to patrol, Xiao Yuesheng exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly adjusted his breath, and returned to his peak state again.

At this time, his primordial spirit slowly spread, and slowly probed towards the main hall of the council, wanting to wrap the hall of the council in the primordial god.

He had been avoiding the main hall of the council before, but there was a faint warning sign in his heart, there seemed to be a tiger lying on his stomach, as if he was coiled with a giant dragon, and he couldn't be easily provoked.

Since the Taiqing Yuxia Purple Reflection Sutra Hinayana Sutra, he can judge the past and the future, the Yuan Shen is stronger, and his intuition is becoming more and more keen, and the effect is incomparable.

With such a warning sign, there is a natural danger inside, and when he approached this, he didn't dare to touch it rashly, presumably there must be a supreme master hidden.

He is not only fearless, but also excited, like a child playing with fire.

The tentacles of the primordial god spread out, all the way forward, and all the scenery was clearly reflected in his mind, as if he was walking forward himself, even more real than he could see with his own eyes.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and his eyes flashed.

The clear light flickered without stopping, and his primordial spirit retreated like a tide, as fast as lightning, and his thoughts had returned to the Divine Palace in his mind.

"Whew!" the light in his eyes calmed down, his eyes returned to their usual depth, and he took a long breath with a look of surprise.

The situation was still echoing in my mind.

The tentacles of the Yuan Shen slowly moved inward, as if a person was tiptoeing forward, and suddenly there was a wall in front of him, towering and insurmountable.

As soon as his primordial spirit touched this invisible wall, it was like touching needles and felt, and it seemed that iron thorns suddenly grew on the wall, which made his heart tremble.

Under the shock, the primordial spirit instantly retracted, and the shock was settled.

He frowned and thought to himself, this invisible wall is tall and open, and it is strange and abnormal, it is not formed by the primordial gods, but it can hurt the primordial gods.

Changed to an ordinary person, he couldn't feel this pressure, his Yuan Shen was strong and more sensitive, but he was stabbed.

He frowned, his mind was racing, what formed this wall was not man-made, but a foreign object, otherwise, no matter how fast he retreated, he would not be able to escape the other party's recourse.

In this way, there is a treasure hidden in this council hall, which has the effect of protecting the body.

Curiosity swelled and grew stronger, eager to see what the treasure was.

Pranayama for a while, running Taiqing Yuxia Purple Reflection on the Sutra, after a while, the Yuan Shen recovered as before, and the surroundings shone brightly.

Just now, the Yuan Shen retreated at a touch, and a fragment flashed, and a man was sitting behind the desk, looking down at the folds.

This man is about 30 years old, with a deep nose, a square face and a wide mouth, a dignified appearance, and a heroic appearance, and he is a beautiful man.

Xiao Yuesheng only glanced at it, but felt that he was sick and unhealthy, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he was obviously a resolute person.

Such a person, if it is the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, is naturally a blessing, but the Emperor of Western Xia is a disaster of the Great Song Dynasty and must be removed.

He fixed his mind, and the Yuan Shen Lang looked around, and suddenly in a flash, he disappeared into the Fang Ding and flashed in the council hall.

As soon as he appeared at the door, before he could stand still, a sharp cold air shot at the back of his head, his shoulders, his vest, Waist and kidneys, the hairs in these places instantly stood up, warning themselves.

A little under his feet, like a crab, moved a foot sideways, avoiding the cold, and his figure immediately shook, flashing behind the middle-aged man in an instant.

His left hand sneered, and when he was in the air, the six-vein divine sword had already come out, but the body technique was too fast, and it arrived almost at the same time as the sword qi.

His figure suddenly appeared, but his face was solemn, and he did not have the slightest joy in succeeding.

A monk appeared in the sky, as swift as a ghost, blocking behind the middle-aged man, and with a huge push of his right palm, he met several sword qi.

"Sneer......" is like the sound of boiling water hitting thick snow.

This monk is wearing a purple gold robe, with six ring scars on his head, about forty years old, with a deep appearance, his eyes are shining, and he looks forward to it like lightning splitting down, like its might, not to look directly, just like the dragon and the tiger in the temple.

The sword qi of the six-vein divine sword fell on his palm, as if it was wrapped, sneering, but it turned into invisible, and he stood steadily.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look, his eyes were like eagles, looking down at Cangsheng, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng coldly: "Who are you?"

He pronounced his voice in a strange way, as if his tongue was stiff and could not be bent, and his voice was harder as stone and sonorous and powerful.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't say a word, his feet slipped, he stepped forward, and hit out with his right palm.

"Whoa!" roared like a dragon hovering overhead.

He was anxious in his heart, but he acted calmly, and the Yuan Shen did not dare to release it, only by physical induction, he knew that there were several masters hidden in the hall.

The figure flickered, suddenly disappeared, and appeared on the opposite side, seemingly passing through the bodies of the monk and the middle-aged man.

He was in the air, a flying dragon in the sky, swooping down and shooting down.

The purple light flashed in front of him, and the middle-aged monk flashed like a ghost, his eyes were cold, and his right palm was pushed violently, like a giant spirit palm.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuesheng's body took off again, and he was shocked in his heart, this monk's internal strength was so deep, it was not inferior to himself in the slightest!

(To be continued)