With Qin Yong and the other two, they passed by a stone pavilion. Suddenly, Xu Haifeng felt a chill, and after being baptized in war, he immediately sensed that this was killing intent, absolutely the cold and stern killing intent emitted by an expert.

  A strange change occurred, a cold star suddenly appeared on the left side, and in the blink of an eye it became a sky full of stars, shooting towards the four of them like a canopy.

  "Assassin..." Xu Haifeng shouted loudly while desperately rolling to the right. In his feeling, this assassin was formidable but seemed to lack strong murderous intent; otherwise, he wouldnt have had time to shout.

  The three marshals beside him reacted even more swiftly than Xu Haifeng. Qin Yong swung his massive body to face the assassin, completely blocking Xu Haifeng behind him. He let out a cold hum and stretched out his enormous hands to grab at the stars. Zhebies left hand extended, and the Heavenly Bow that was originally hanging on his back suddenly appeared in his left hand. His right hand stroked backwards, and a long arrow magically appeared. The entire movement was as smooth as flowing clouds and water, executed with perfect coordination. Lin Changkongs face was stern, his waist sunk low as he sat on his horse, and he slowly punched out with a fist that contained all his power. This punch seemed slow but was actually swift, striking first before the others could react, finding its true target among the stars and delivering a fierce blow.

  A dull thud... Lin Changkongs face turned red and then immediately pale, his body involuntarily taking a big step back.

  Although he had repelled Lin Changkongs full-strength blow, the assassin was also badly hurt. The sword light in his hand could no longer conjure up layers of sword shadows, and it was actually a slender, soft longsword. Qin Yong grasped this longsword firmly with both hands.

  At this moment, Xu Haifeng suddenly sensed the opponents strong killing intent, and in that cold killing aura, there was a hint of tragic and heroic flavor. It was clear that the assassin had decided to complete his mission at all costs, regardless of the consequences. And almost at the same time, Xu Haifeng and Zhebie simultaneously realized that the assassins target was not Xu Haifeng, but Zhebie, who had already begun to draw his bow.

  "Be careful..." Xu Haifeng cried out in vain.

  The black-clad assassin drew a long sword from Qin Yongs palm, spun his body in mid-air, and thrust the sword into Zhebies chest. Zhebies bow had only been drawn halfway when it stopped, because the assassins sword had cut the arrow on Zhebies bowstring in two, rendering it impossible for him to shoot an already broken arrow.

  Qin Yong stared blankly at the black sword in his hand, unable to comprehend how he could have grasped the assassins longsword so firmly, yet somehow managed to pull it out. If he had pulled it out from his own hand, then what was the thing on his hand?

  The sword was a rare soft sword, and it was also a mother-son sword. Under the dim light, Xu Haifeng saw his opponents face clearly in this instant. He was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old, with deep eyes, high nose, and a thick beard that stood upright, typical of a Caesarean appearance.

  Just hesitated for a moment, Lin Changkong had adjusted his breath, he took another step forward, his fists clenched, and struck the Caesar assassin in mid-air. The man had just forced Lin Changkong to retreat, teased Qin Yong, killed Zhebie, and seemed to be invincible, but was actually at the end of his strength. At this moment, being in mid-air, he was at a time when his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been born, facing Lin Changkongs punch, he could neither dodge nor block it, and was heavily hit in the abdomen by Lin Changkong.

  Lin Changkongs fist struck, and he immediately felt a sense of unease. He felt that this punch was like hitting cotton, with only half the force of his usual ten successful punches being effective. He knew that his opponent possessed some extraordinary skill, which had somehow neutralized half of his strength.

  However, Lin Changkong was already a top-notch master in the Jianghu, and this half-strength blow was not something that could be easily withstood. That Kaisa persons martial arts were high, but they were only on par with Lin Changkong, still a distance away from being a super master, unable to fully dissipate the power of this punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood and used the force of the punch to retreat far away. At the same time, the black sword in his hand flew out like lightning towards Lin Changkong. Lin Changkong knew that behind him was Xu Haifeng, so he had no choice but to strike again to shake it off. Then, however, he watched as Kaisa fled towards the wall, unable to catch up.

  From Xu Haifengs shouting to the assassins escape, although it was only a brief moment like lightning, the shocking and thrilling part was not inferior to todays siege war.

  The Black Flag Army was indeed the fastest-reacting troops, and two soldiers holding long guns appeared on the road where the assassin escaped, thrusting their guns forward. It turned out that the standard equipment of the Black Flag Army was a knife, but after making a big splash today, Xu Haifeng asked the logistics department for some armor, and what they gave him was refreshing.

  Caesars assassin sneered, his feet tapping in mid-air, and he actually tapped the two gun heads lightly, borrowing force to jump up. As he passed over the heads of the two soldiers, his feet separated and touched the tops of their heads, a stream of extremely yin energy transmitted down, instantly killing them.

  Just as he was about to borrow strength again, he suddenly felt a tightness in his feet. The two soldiers, at the moment of their death, actually tightly hugged his legs and pulled him down.

  That man was furious, and his heart was even more shocked. He had seen the strength of the Black Flag Army in the city today, and that seemingly light kick just now was actually a gathering of all his strength. To say nothing of ordinary soldiers, even second-rate masters on the rivers and lakes would have fallen instantly. But unexpectedly, these two Black Flag Army soldiers still had the strength to counterattack at the moment of their death, which made him greatly miscalculate.

  Although he was in a predicament, he didnt panic. With his feet intertwined, he struck out and instantly broke free from the two dead mens grasp. This was also due to his unique kung fu skills, which made his body as soft as boneless flesh. Even if someone else had higher kung fu skills, they wouldnt have been able to escape so lightly.

  He tapped his feet on the ground, and suddenly a strong gust of wind blew from behind him, as if something huge was rushing towards him. He was shocked, didnt care about anything else, and jumped frantically to the side. However, this hidden weapons volume was too large, in the brief moment, even with his light body skill, he couldnt dodge it completely, and was hit by the edge of the hidden weapon on his waist.

  He turned his head and saw that the terrifying hidden weapon was actually a fake mountain over two meters high. There is only one person in the world who can use such a thing as a hidden weapon, Qin Yong.

  He only felt like his internal organs had been heavily pounded by a sledgehammer, stars flashing before his eyes, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. But he knew this was the crucial moment, if he hesitated for even a moment, today would be impossible to escape, so he gritted his teeth against the searing pain from his wound, jumped up high, reached out to grab the wall, flipped over it, and was about to make a run for it. Suddenly, he felt a severe pain in his chest and abdomen, something shot out of his abdominal cavity, and disappeared in an instant. He looked down to see that there was now a small hole between his chest and abdomen, with fresh blood gushing out. Having suffered multiple heavy injuries, he finally couldnt hold on, and fainted. Just before he passed out, he turned his head back, only to see that the wall behind him had gained an arrow hole, through which he saw Zhebie sitting down slowly on the ground, still holding onto the Heavenly Bow.

  "Hurry up and carry Zhe Bie into the bedroom, Qin Yong, you lead people to guard the door, dont let anyone in. Lin Changkong, I want you to catch this damned assassin, Ill interrogate him personally later." Xu Haifeng saw Zhe Bie collapse on the ground and couldnt help but feel anxious, Zhe Bie was an irreplaceable talent under his command, he couldnt afford to lose him no matter what.

  Carrying Zhe Bie into the dormitory, Xu Haifeng hastily pulled out the wine bottle he was carrying with him, pulled out a small knife, and swung it at his wrist. Immediately, blood flowed like a fountain. He put the mouth of the wine bottle to his wrist, mixed the fresh blood, shook it vigorously, then pried open Zhe Bies tightly closed mouth and poured in a large mouthful.

  The miraculous effect of the blood wine quickly took hold, and Zhebie soon fell into a coma. His pale face, which had been drained of blood, began to regain its rosy complexion, and after circling around the Gate of Ghosts, he finally came back.

  Seeing Zhebies gradual improvement, Xu Haifeng finally put down the heart he had been holding.

  Suddenly hearing the commotion outside the door, Xu Haifeng was greatly annoyed and pushed open the door. At first glance, he saw Fang Xiangming anxiously arguing with Qin Yong about something. His heart warmed up, and he hastily stepped forward: "Big brother."

  "Little brother, are you alright?" Fang Ming saw Xu Haifeng emerge safely and was greatly relieved. His eyes swept over him once, noticing the bandage on his left hand, and asked: "I heard there were assassins here, who was it? Hows your hand injury?"

  "Thank you for your concern, its just a superficial wound, Ill be fine soon." Xu Haifeng didnt want to let anyone know that this was an injury caused by extracting blood for wine, so he went along with the misunderstanding.

  "Im relieved then, little brother you focus on recovering, Ill go make some arrangements. If these assassins were to disturb the imperial carriage, it would be a disaster." Direction Ming hastily bid farewell and left.

  If there was another assassin like that, and his target was himself instead of Zhebie, Xu Haifeng thought about it and felt a chill run down his spine. If the assassination target had been himself earlier, he would have succeeded by now. Thinking of this, Xu Haifeng immediately ordered more personnel to be deployed, and the small courtyard was filled with guards, making it truly impossible for anyone to fly in unnoticed. Fortunately, among his own direct subordinates, there were still over a thousand people, so even if they worked in three shifts, it would be more than enough.

  Seeing the courtyard being heavily surrounded by the Black Flag Army, Xu Haifeng finally let out a sigh of relief. He asked Xiang Yong about the direction and timing of his arrival. It turned out that Xu Haifengs loud shout for an assassin had reached Xiang Yongs ears, and he immediately rushed over in haste. However, he arrived at an inopportune moment, as the battle had already ended. Xiang Yong saw only Qin Yong standing guard at the entrance of the bedroom, so he went forward to ask questions, wanting to take a look inside the room.

  It turned out that Qin Yong was ordered to block the way, and no matter how Fang Xiangming threatened or begged, Qin Yong did not budge. If it were someone else, Fang Xiangming could have used force to enter, but since it was Qin Yong himself guarding the gate, even if Fang Xiangming had ten times more courage, he wouldnt dare try to force his way in. Fortunately, Xu Haifeng heard the commotion and came out, otherwise Fang Xiangming really didnt know what to do.