Lord of Time!

Chapter 130
"Is this a Fengyun post?"

Chen Ping took a piece of rice paper, and saw several lines of murderous big characters written on it with a vermilion pen.

The first line: The situation in the world was born in my generation.

In the second line, the King of Hades told you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch.

The third line: take your head at three quarters of the Shenshi time.

At the signing place, a small sword dripping blood was drawn, and an eye was drawn on the hilt.

"With a big breath, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

Chen Ping was surprised.

As an assassin, he actually posted a post in advance, specifying the time of the murder, and the meaning in the words was so crazy.

Or, the assassin is a psychopath.

Or, they are completely sure that they don't pay attention to the power of the magistrate's Yamen in Xingqing Prefecture.

Killing people and cutting off their heads is like "searching for something out of a pocket".

"He is not only big in tone, but also great in ability."

Zhuo Yunfei said with a faint look in his eyes.

"You know this person?"

"I saw it on the wanted list... Later, for some unknown reason, it was withdrawn.

This person's real name is unknown, people in the Jianghu are called [Huanxinjian], and before killing someone, he will always post a post first.

According to rumors, it is because this person likes to see the wonderful performance where the assassinated target panics and frightens, asks for help everywhere, and finally dies in despair...

Three months ago, in Wenshan in the northwest, the old man Yuan Yuan, who ranked [-]th on the list, died at the banquet of marrying concubines, and it was this person who shot him.

At that time, there were many masters and celebrities attending the banquet, and no one could stop this Huanxinjian. "

Zhuo Yunfei sighed, and then lowered his voice: "If something cannot be done, retreat quickly and save your life. Even if you can find a chance to kill this person, it's best not to kill him. Otherwise, it will inspire Fengyun Pavilion [ The Soul Chasing Order] is very troublesome.”

After finishing this sentence, before Chen Ping asked carefully what the soul-chasing order was, Zhuo Yunfei had already brought dozens of elite arresters under him to set up defenses everywhere in the government office.

Strong crossbows, hard bows, pits, poisonous water...

Do everything to extremes.

Chen Ping also saw four big black-backed and thin-waisted dogs whimpering and growling softly, being led to lurk quietly.

Guys, I'm straight guys.

"It seems that those medicines are really hot to handle." Chen Ping's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Just like what Zhuo Yunfei said, the assassin Huanxinjian likes to watch the target struggling before dying.

Just like a cat catching a mouse, before eating, always tease it first, let the other party arrange it to their heart's content.

The scene in front of him seemed to indicate something ominous.

Isn't it, everything is in the assassin's calculation.

"If there is a junior brother to make a move, it will be foolproof."

Han Xiaoru didn't care, and smiled when he heard the words, his eyes and eyebrows were crooked.

Are you so confident in me?

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback, then laughed dumbly.

However, others may not necessarily have confidence in themselves.

"Chen Shaoxia, please follow me."

Pei Zixing inspected for a while, then turned back, his face no longer showed the disappointment he saw when he saw him earlier, he smiled gently and reservedly: "Wait a while, the safety of the magistrate will be entrusted to you.

Being able to block the first wave of attacks will make it impossible for the assassin to come and go. "

He pointed to the left and right directions, "Shang Yinzhang and I guarded the east and west compartments separately, guarding the young lady of the mansion.

Once you hear the movement, you can rush there and encircle it within a breath. "

Prefect Pei Yu had a good face, like a full moon, with a straight nose and square mouth, and awe-inspiring eyes.

At this time, he stopped writing in his hands, washed his hands under the service of the maid, and said with a smile: "I am sorry for you, this dog is not removed, it is really a serious problem in the heart of the house.

Since he posted the post, it's useless to escape, I'm here, waiting for him to kill. "

"This……"

Chen Ping was in awe.

After seeing the ceremony, he turned his head and asked Pei Zixing and Yinzhang's arresting officer, Shang Zheng: "Can't we gather troops in one place? Since the target of the assassin is Prefect Pei, in such a situation, we should divide the troops to garrison everywhere, just in case..."

"Chen Shaoxia doesn't know that this Huanxin sword is extremely arrogant. When killing people, it never strikes at the target immediately, but will play in many ways to destroy people's will.

Only when all the resistance forces are defeated will Shi Shiran kill and cut off his head, and walk away.

Both of them have cultivated into Hunyuan Silver Body, even if they can't stop them and their bodies are injured, they can always restrain the assassin.

At that time, the four sides will be surrounded, and he will not be able to escape even if he spreads his wings. "

Pei Zixing stroked his long beard with confidence, and said with a sneer, "Fengyun Pavilion is famous, but it can't scare people. This time, you dare to attack my Pei family, and don't kill this person on the spot. Wouldn't it make people laugh?

Of course, the main reason is that the Huanxin Sword is very cunning and has no bottom line in what he does.

If we get together, I am worried that he will attack from the outside, kill the young lady first, and mess up our minds.

You can't just watch him killing around and remain indifferent.

As long as we move, we will show our flaws, and it will be hard to see from the beginning to the end, and the other party will probably find an opportunity. "

This makes sense.

Chen Ping met for a while, but he didn't hear anything wrong.

I always feel that I and Han Xiaoru are being treated as human shields.

However, even the magistrate Pei Yu and Pei stood in the open of the study as a bait to lure the assassins, so there was nothing to say.

He looked at the prefect again.

I saw that although this person's complexion was slightly pale, his eyes were calm and calm.

It seems that life and death are nostalgic matters, and the danger is completely ignored.

"Okay, with my senior sister and I present, we will definitely not let the assassin succeed."

Entrusted by others, loyal to others.

Those pill bottles helped a lot.

Although Chen Ping didn't say it, he actually felt affection in his heart.

I improved too fast, and hurriedly cultivated to the perfection of the silver body, and my body was exhausted.

The current physique, compared to the time when I just practiced, I don't know how many times stronger, even if the body is wasted, I can't see it clearly.

If you can't see it, you can't see it, and occasionally you still feel exhausted.

If you don't use powerful medicine to make up for it, you may not be able to exert [-]% of your own strength.

After getting the Xueshen Pills and Lingshen Pills, he replenished his vitality and nourished his qi and blood... He drank four bottles in a row and digested it well. Only then did he replenish his qi and essence, and completely eliminate hidden dangers in his body.

The remaining six bottles of precious medicine were sent directly to Han Wushang.

The bald man is the Ding Haishenzhen of the Hunyuan Martial Art Museum, and his innate physical body has a huge deterrent effect on the outside world. Of course, he cannot be allowed to slowly recover from his injuries.

With the supplement of blood medicine, relying on his physique, it will not take a few days to recover from the injury.

Just with ten more bottles of medicine, the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall has suddenly become safe from a precarious situation.

Accepting the favor of the prefect's yamen, even if he was used as a human shield by the other party to block the assassin's sword, Chen Ping would not be unhappy.

If you get something, you have to pay.

very fair.

As for face or something, it is the least important thing.

At the moment, Han Xiaoru and Han Xiaoru each occupy one side, cheer up, and firmly protect the Prefect Pei inside.

A little further outside, near the study, there are more than a dozen black-clothed policemen, holding knives and holding crossbows, their teeth criss-crossed, forming a defensive net.

……

In the bedrooms in the backyard, some servants seemed to have heard the news of the assassin's attack, and they were all panicked, bowing their heads and shrinking their necks.

They don't know martial arts, and they don't want to cause trouble, so they can only hide by themselves.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a round face in gray clothes, slowly raised his head, and said with a smile, "How is the arrangement of the study? The assassin is ferocious, and it must not be ignored, and he must be hit hard at the first time.

Otherwise, once this person sees that the situation is not good, he no longer knows how to attack, but sneaks up and assassinates, it will be very difficult to deal with. "

This person has a straight nose and a square mouth, his face is like a full moon, and he is another magistrate.

Beside him, there was a charming... woman dressed in a servant's attire, she chuckled when she heard the words, "Master's [Li Daitao's stiff] strategy is extremely ingenious, and it is sure to be safe.

It's fine if the Huanxin Sword doesn't do anything, once it does, it will immediately fall into the calculation.

No matter whether he tried his best to assassinate him or not, he couldn't hurt the master one bit. "

Sun Ya's words just hit Pei Yu's mind, and he laughed lightly on the spot.

The son of a daughter can't sit down in the hall.

He clearly knew that the assassin's target was himself.

How stupid do you have to be to show your face and sit there to be assassinated.

If one is not careful and does not block it, his life is only one.

"The two disciples of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, I heard that they have both cultivated the Hunyuan Silver Body, which is worthy of use.

If they acted loyally and bravely, after the assassin was captured, they would definitely be honored after death.

On the side of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, he also took care of it a little bit. "

"Yes."

Pei Yu pondered for a while, then said: "Zixing, you and Shang Yinzhang are not in a hurry.

At the beginning of the fight, assassins usually have great vigilance in their hearts.

He is far stronger than Chen Ping and Han Xiaoru in the Hunyuan Martial Art Museum, but if he can kill them directly with three moves and two moves, it is difficult to do so.

The Hunyuan Golden Body Technique is the best at fighting to the death, and the two of them will definitely cause great consumption and damage to the assassin before they die...

If the assassin kills all the way at this time, and then succeeds in the assassination, there will definitely be a moment of relaxation in his heart..."

"Yes, after hard work to achieve the goal, there will always be some sense of accomplishment, relaxation, and enjoyment of the moment.

When he relaxes, he may still be injured. At this time, I will fight out from the side, ambushes are everywhere, and the situation has taken a turn for the worse. I will definitely let him give the head on the spot. "

Pei Zixing stroked his beard and smiled, thinking that this was a great plan.

Shangzheng, the head catcher of Yinzhang, also nodded frequently, and said coldly: "The Fengyun Pavilion assassin dared to openly post a post to assassinate the chief officer in a mansion, he really didn't know what to do.

This time, let him know that the world is dangerous. "

……

It's three quarters.

There was a thunder in the sky, and dark clouds covered the sun.

The sky suddenly became slightly dark.

With a gust of cool wind, passing through the house, the bamboo leaves rustled.

There was a slight murmur of whispers all around, and there was a sudden silence.

Before the person arrives, the murderous intent goes first.

Chen Ping's eyes froze slightly, knowing that the blood-eyed assassin who came this time might really not be bragging.

It's really a bit powerful.

Under the induction of Qi, even the most insensitive ordinary policeman will feel oppressed by the storm, and he will naturally feel depressed and quiet down.

"Ugh..."

In the distance, there was a sudden roar.

The whistling sound faintly coincided with the sound of thunder exploding in the sky, and a long chant sounded like an opera, euphemistically:
"The situation in the world... is out of my generation!"

When "Heaven" sounded, people were still hundreds of feet away, and the word "generation" fell, and people had already arrived at the gate of the government office.

boom……

With a loud bang, the two gates were shattered into thousands of fragments, and a howling wind was blown up, rushing forward with a whistling roar.

Everyone's hearts sank, as if falling into the sea.

Panting wildly with his mouth open, his heart seems to be constricted, and his body is also sluggish and stiff.

"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes... the years will remind you."

The man chanted endlessly, with a soul-stirring and strange rhythm in his voice.

Pointing at the point of the sword, the sound of howling seems to have a unique rhythm...

People can't help being in a trance, wanting to listen carefully.

But he didn't notice it at all, the sword had been drifting like waves, killing four arresters standing in front of him in a row.

Charged in a straight line, pierced through the window, and aimed directly at Zhifu Pei, who was sitting on the Jindun and holding a teacup.

"what……"

Prefect Pei's face turned white with a bang, his eyes widened, and the teacup in his hand fell with a bang.

Before the sword's edge arrived, a wave of water from the blue light had already reflected on his eyes, making his mind go blank.

"It turns out that this is the Magic Heart Sword."

Chen Ping's heart was like a bright moon, and he stood there quietly.

The fine steel long sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground...

The sleeves of the clothes fluctuated with the wind, as if there was no tension at all.

The mind is ebbing and falling, as if seeing circles of sound waves exploding, sweeping towards all directions.

The figure of the assassin pulled out a long series of phantoms that were difficult to distinguish between true and false. The sword light reflected the skylight, making people dazzled and unreal.

'This is to start from the four aspects of [sound], [light], [potential], and [meaning].

Hearing the sound, seeing the light of the sword, and being intimidated by the sword's momentum, the sword intent had already entered his heart.

Just a blood-eyed assassin, can he play so many tricks? '

He saw Han Xiaoru leaping like a tiger, with his sword roaring, cutting the air with a "beep" sound. He didn't seem to know what fear was, so he rushed away first.

The assassin's deceptive swordsmanship seemed to have no effect on her.

The silver light on her body is bright, the strength is powerful, and the sword light rises, there is really a taste of dividing yin and yang, fixing the two appearances, and reopening the Hunyuan.

Therefore, Pei Zhengxing's praise of Han Xiaoru, saying that her swordsmanship has reached the realm of a big business, is not entirely flattering.

In Chen Ping's view, Han Xiaoru's heart is pure, and if he really puts his mind on something, he should be able to forge ahead and make progress by leaps and bounds.

In the past, maybe she didn't put all her attention on swordsmanship, or maybe Han Wushang and Sima Rou's teaching was not very good, which somewhat buried her swordsmanship talent.

During this period of time, after experiencing life and death many times, fighting many battles, knowing his shame and then being brave, he saw Chen Ping's wonderful use of Hunyuan swordsmanship, and finally realized something.

Stepping through the last layer of the sword's key point, one can clearly understand the true meaning of the sword.

From Chen Ping's point of view, it's not how powerful Han Xiaoru's swordsmanship talent is.

But Hunyuan Gong and Hunyuan Sword are too suitable for this big girl.

It seems that she should be born to practice this golden body technique, and she should be born to practice Hunyuan sword.

Ordinary tricks, in her hands, will be a little more powerful than others' unprovoked tricks.

"Boom..."

There was a muffled sound and the roar swept across the study room. The cups, plates, tables, and chairs were all blasted into powder, and the strong wind swept and impacted in all directions.

After all, Han Xiaoru is only a minor success, and her cultivation base is not enough.

Slashed horizontally by the opponent's innate and substantial sword energy.

The two swords collided, and the big sword in her hand snapped into two pieces, and her chest was slightly tight.

The body slammed a few steps backwards, and the shining silver glow dimmed a bit.

The assassin slashed out with a sword, causing Han Xiaoru to retreat backwards. The cold eyes from the goose-tail-shaped blood mask glanced at Han Xiaoru and ignored him.

The man walked with the sword, the edge of the sword whistled sharply, and two sword shadows appeared, which had already pierced Zhifu Pei's throat and heart orifice.

"This way is dead."

Chen Ping, who had been silent all this time, moved.

Raise the sword.

turn the wrist,

stab out...

Every movement is crystal clear.

The way of the sword is also unremarkable.

There was not even a sound when the sword was drawn.

But it happens to come first and come later.

It's almost too late for the mind to react.

The blood-eyed assassin couldn't go any further...

He only felt that the other person was not a person, but a mountain.

The sword pierced is not a sword, but the breeze in the mountains and the bright moon in the sky.

Omnipresent, nowhere.

As soon as the opponent made a move, the three feet of innate qi that protected him had already been broken.

A ray of sharp light reached the throat.

The unparalleled sharpness of the sword even cut through the skin.

'This is an illusion... How can there be such a heavy and ridiculously fast sword? '

He clearly warned himself in his heart not to dodge, but to attack with attack and suppress the opponent's aura.However, the subconscious is often not transferred by the will of the person.

Under the life warning, the blood-eyed assassin no longer dared to forcefully attack.

The whole body's zhenqi exploded and roared like a torrent, shaking Chen Ping's sword, revealing a gap.

The sword edge retracted, stopped in front of him with a swoosh, and drifted back with strength.

"Good swordsmanship."

The blood-eyed assassin took a deep look at Chen Ping, and for the first time there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

The figure didn't stop at all, it was still in the air, and when it folded in the opposite direction, the sound of humming and sword whistling sounded again in the courtyard...

Sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, gradually killing towards the backyard.

Along the road, dogs barked, people shouted, wept, and wailed.

"Sure enough, Pei Zixing has the foresight to know that the blood-eyed assassin's methods are ever-changing, and there is no bottom line in what he does.

He was the first to block the side room, but he expected the enemy to come first... As expected of being from a wealthy family with a long history of family education. "

Chen Ping sighed.

With the move just now, he had the upper hand, but he wasn't too strong.

The blood-eyed assassin came and went like lightning, and every time he struck with his sword, he was followed by a gust of wind, howling and howling, and his true energy was like an ocean and an abyss.

Just relying on the innate energy to protect the body, he can block [-]% of his own strength, and stab a total of more than [-] catties...

Is that human being?
However, there is no need to fight him to death.

As long as this assassination is blocked, it will be considered a success.

I heard from Pei Zixing that after three assassinations, Fengyun Pavilion will let go, which is the best.

"Help, save, save..."

Prefect Pei recovered from the shock, his complexion turned even paler, as if a layer of white ash had been applied to the wall.

His lips were trembling, and he couldn't utter a word.

"Old, old, old..."

"How old is it?" Chen Ping was puzzled.

"Grandpa, grandpa..." Prefect Pei trembled even harder.

"Master, what?" Han Xiaoru was also at a loss, not knowing why the magistrate was going crazy.

……

Ask for a monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)