Chapter 276 Script

In the cold palace, the smell of blood filled the air.

The black long sword pierced the throat of the Luowang assassin, and blood spattered, but not a drop of blood was stained on Xuanjian's body.

The hall was quiet, except for Prince Han, shivering beside him.

Zhao Shuang sat aside, put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Xuan Jian.

"Xuanjian, why was it resolved so quickly?"

Xuanjian glanced at Zhao Shuang, feeling a little angry.

"The killers of Luowang always kill their enemies as quickly as possible. How can anyone like you want me to deliberately delay time?"

Zhao Shuang put down the wine glass in his hand and clapped his hands.

"The quality of Luo Wang's assassins is getting lower and lower, and they can't even last for such a short time."

"You guys"

Prince Han's fearful voice sounded, and he looked at Xuan Jian as if he were looking at a monster. Beside him, the only assassin wearing a red Shura mask who did not take action drew out his sword.

"Quickly, kill them quickly."

Prince Han almost clutched at straws and roared loudly.

However, this assassin, who was a top-notch killer, did not face the enemy with the sword in his hand, but instead stabbed the Korean prince.

Feeling that death was approaching, Prince Han's expression was almost desperate, and he did not even dare to open his eyes to welcome this moment.

However, the result of the long wait was not the fear that Prince Han had expected, and there was a muffled groan in his ears. He opened his eyes, and the shoulder blade of the killer with a net to kill was pierced by a sword and nailed to the wall.

Prince Han screamed in horror. Fear spread all over his body. He couldn't even stand and fell upside down on the ground.

"Lord Xuanjian, after so many years of separation, your swordsmanship has improved again."

The man wearing the red Shura mask spit out a mouthful of blood. He was nailed to the wall and could not move at this moment.

"Only by transcending the shackles of the sword can we advance further in the way of the sword. Therefore, I escaped from the trap."

"Is it?"

A mournful voice sounded, with a hint of nostalgia.

"It's a pity that I can't reach this level. The mission failed, and there is only one choice for the assassins in Luowang."

Black blood overflowed from his mouth. After the assassin bit the poison sac hidden in his mouth, he lost his life.

There was a noise outside the palace. When Prince Han saw this scene, he desperately wanted to run out.

The long sword in Xuanjian's hand flew out and nailed the back of Prince Han's luxurious dress to the ground. Prince Han, who was running, fell to the ground and was in a panic.

"Don't come over, don't come over."

Watching Zhao Shuang approach step by step, Prince Han waved his hands as if he was walking towards him as a man-eating beast.

"Prince Han colluded with the net to assassinate me. Not only that, Prince Han intends to rebel and assassinate his biological father. I wonder if King Han will be happy or worried if this matter is known to him?"

In an instant, Prince Han's face turned purple. Looking at the vague Korean soldiers outside the palace, what he saw was no longer the guard's men, but the demons who wanted his life.

"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince cannot bear the consequences. As a result, His Highness the Crown Prince will only have a dead end."

Prince Han's trembling body couldn't stop, and his weak face was full of despair.

"Then let's put it another way."

Zhao Shuang smiled and looked outside the hall, where Ji Wuye was fighting with Wei Zhuang. All the Korean soldiers who wanted to cross the thunder pool died under Wei Zhuang's sword, and the situation was still under control for the time being.

"Korean General Ji Wuye, for his own selfish reasons, plotted to seize 100,000 Korean military pay and create a case of ghost soldiers. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was wise and martial, and he noticed the mastermind behind the scenes, but was coerced by Ji Wuye, and he also knew about the assassination at today's banquet. Mr. Hanyang of the Qin Kingdom. Thanks to God’s blessing, His Highness the Crown Prince and I are both safe and sound. How about it?"

As soon as Zhao Shuang finished speaking, Prince Han's face showed hope.

"But the one hundred thousand military pay?"

Although Prince Han was fatuous and weak, he was not a fool. The boy realized the key.

"Ji Wuye offered a thousand taels of military pay in order to silence His Highness the Crown Prince."

"What about this thousand military pay?"

"You should be able to find one thousand taels of official salary with the fire seal in His Royal Highness's residence!"

Zhao Shuang smiled and saw Prince Han lowering his head. Instead of showing any trace of embarrassment, he actually showed a sense of joy at escaping the catastrophe.

"I see."

At this time, the situation outside the palace became increasingly chaotic. Zhao Shuang looked at the battlefield in the distance and called out softly.

"Xuanjian!"

Xuanjian, who had drawn both swords at this time, smiled, jumped up, stepped on the threshold, and rushed straight into the battlefield like a cannonball.

"Guigu's disciples truly deserve their reputation."

Ji Wuye, who was fighting with Wei Zhuang, had just blocked Wei Zhuang's attack, but suddenly felt another sword energy coming from the side, getting closer and closer to him.

However, the fight with Wei Zhuang prevented Ji Wuye from being distracted. He had reached the pinnacle of skill and skill, and even when Xuan Jian's white sword struck his body, it didn't even cause a single scratch.

"Black and white Xuanjian, even you are here."

Ji Wuye couldn't compare with Wei Zhuang and Xuan Jian in terms of swordsmanship, but in terms of hard skills, he was far superior to them. However, as a Korean general, Ji Wuye was pampered and had not engaged in a life-and-death fight for a long time.

"What a great hard work."

"you also"

Under the gaze of a group of Korean soldiers, Ji Wuye wanted to say something, but Xuanjian's murderous aura suddenly increased tenfold, causing him to shut his mouth.

While Xuanjian took action, Wei Zhuang also used all his strength.

The towering sword shadows appeared from the left and right, attacking at the same time. For a moment, Ji Wuye saw the long swords of Xuanjian and Wei Zhuang. His proud horizontal training skills were also destroyed by the swords of the two. Worn away by anger.

One bloodstain, two bloodstains

The armor was torn, the cloak was shattered, and by the time this round of attack was completed, only a few breaths had passed.

But Ji Wuye's appearance was much worse than before.

Ji Wuye was like a trapped beast, panting heavily, half-kneeling on the ground, using his sword to support the ground to prevent himself from falling.

Xuanjian's swords cut into Ji Wuye's shoulders, while Wei Zhuang missed by a few points and only injured Ji Wuye's flesh.

"Go on, kill them."

Ji Wuye roared, and a large number of Korean soldiers rushed forward.

However, a loud shout stopped them.

"stop!"

The South Korean prince stood outside the palace. He did not look as panicked as in the palace. Instead, he looked very proud.

"The guards on the left and right sides of the Prince's Mansion obey orders."

"I respectfully obey the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Get Ji Wuye!"

In an instant, the soldiers of the Prince's Mansion who had just obeyed Ji Wuye's command turned their guns and pointed them at Ji Wuye who was half kneeling on the ground.

Han Fei looked at this strange scene, but was not interested. He looked far away, bypassed the numerous figures, and looked at the young man on the platform. He finally understood what kind of opponent this was?

"Zhao Shuang!"