Tokugawa Hidetachi's men traveled day and night and rushed to Shigaoguan Castle. At night, they had already crossed Hiroshima and came directly to Yamaguchi Castle. The Hiroshima City guard wanted to stay Tokugawa Hidetachi for a night, but Tokugawa Hidetachi refused without hesitation. He really couldn't waste time on these trivial matters. In this way, he was expected to reach his vanguard troops and arrive at his destination after noon tomorrow.

Just as Hidetachi Tokugawa's men were rushing forward in the night, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the city of Hiratani, black clothes and black pants, and like a top, landed directly on a pine tree canopy, trembling gently, staring at a room with lights under the canopy. Poor that branch was only the size of a thumb, and could withstand the weight of a body. This light skill was also good.

Shaoqing suddenly opened the window of the room, and a child's head appeared from it. The child had a positive facial features, a strong figure, and was white and clean, but his eyebrows were covered with a look of arrogance and depression. I don't know why. His clothes were strange, and he was actually bright yellow clothes, and his clothes were rolled with gold edges and burned with five-clawed golden dragons.

"Don't open the window. Please respect yourself. This is very dangerous. If the assassin takes advantage of it, what mistakes do you make for? How can we guards afford it?" The man in black saw two rows of sword-wearing guards arranged neatly under the porches on both sides of the door. These people were wearing flying fish suits, obviously they were all Jinyiwei. However, from the outside, these people's temples were raised high and their muscles were kneaded on their arms. It was obvious that they were definitely not ordinary Jinyiwei, but a group of masters who practiced both inside and outside.

This is the place where Yi Tusheng used to imprison the little emperor. This time Yi Tusheng brought this child clearly with him as a hostage to threaten the Empress Dowager Xiaotao, so he was very strict in the supervision. In addition to these red swordsmen dressed as Jinyiwei, Zhongyuan Sanmeng also lived in three rooms next to him. Once something happened, he would immediately rush out.

"Baga, it's really hard to start with the guards so strictly. Maybe my ninja dart can kill six of them at once, but the three masters hidden beside him will definitely take the opportunity to fight. There was no problem with the three of them, but it still took a little time. If Yi Tusheng took advantage of this time, his master's masters would be like clouds. Don't say that he couldn't finish the task at that time, it would be difficult for me to get out myself, but the master's strict order..."

This person is only about ten feet away from the place where the little emperor and the Zhongyuan Sanmeng live, but the red swordsman and the Zhongyuan Sanmeng didn't feel his existence at all. It can be seen that this person's light skills are far above these people. Moreover, looking at his outfit, he doesn't look like a person from the Central Plains, and he doesn't know why he wants to make the little emperor's idea, and how did he know that the little emperor lives here? You know, for any Ming army, this is a top secret, and very few people know it.

"But the master has also given instructions that even if you cannot save someone for the time being, you cannot reveal your identity. This matter is of great importance. It is probably related to whether the master can become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and Japan in the future. I must not ruin the master's affairs. Go back and report first, please let me decide!" Thinking of this, the man's toes gently tapped on the branch, as if a black butterfly rose to the sky silently, and flew out like a windmill.

"Who is it?!" Outside the courtyard wall, Luo Qianshan was ordered to patrol the surroundings with a group of soldiers. As soon as he arrived at the corridor, he felt a cold and infiltrating true energy coming. Under the guidance of the energy, he was immediately locked by his feeling. He looked up suddenly and saw a black shadow crossing the courtyard wall lightly and flying outside.

"Assassin!" Luo Qianshan felt a stern in his heart. He knew who lived in the courtyard where the assassin appeared. How much help this person was to Yi Tusheng's great cause, and that he would never allow any damage. With a clang, the sword was unsheathed, with the light like a necklace, and it spiraled up and stabbed the assassin directly.

The assassin was flying in the air against a few picked leaves. Before he could get a sword energy that had covered about two feet first, he suddenly stabbed him from bottom to top, like a powerful crossbow that penetrated the clouds. If he didn't take measures, according to the calculation, after three breaths, the sword energy would just penetrate his chest. This shows that the person who drew the sword below was very clear-headed and his martial arts had reached its peak. Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a sophisticated calculation and decisive action.

But this assassin had a mission on his body, and what he feared most was to expose his whereabouts and identity. He had no intention of fighting with Luo Qianshan. He snorted coldly, rubbed his hands, and more than twenty diamond-shaped ninja darts drifted out like snowflakes, facing the opponent's sword energy.

The sword in Luo Qianshan's hand swung repeatedly, instantly knocking away all the ninja darts and continuing to chase the assassin. However, because he was in mid-air and his ability to use was very limited, the ninja dart made his arm holding the sword so numb and very uncomfortable. This move alone shows that the assassin's martial arts are also half as big as him.

"Bastard, come back quickly. What is the reason why you came here sneakily? Who are you?!" Luo Qianshan thought, and his true energy squirted out under his feet, and his body rushed upwards five times faster. However, such consumption can only be done once. If the assassin still can't stop, he can only let him escape.

The assassin's condition was not much better than him, and it was even worse. He had been in the air for a long time and his true energy was also exhausted. At the moment, Luo Qianshan took anger and the assassin suddenly threw out all five leaves in his hand. His body stepped back and took five steps in a row. A sarcastic color flashed in his eyes. He bounced his fingers, like a six-mechanical divine sword, and a strong energy came towards Luo Qianshan's eyebrows.

"Impossible!" Although he felt the energy of Qi, Luo Qianshan definitely did not believe that there was such a myth in the world. He could emit the sword energy of killing with his flesh and blood alone, so he suddenly rotated his body and shouted. Then he swept the energy with his sword.

"When" a gunshot, Luo Qianshan felt his sword body chopping a soft silk thread. The silk thread strangely wrapped around his sword. He pulled it hard and the sword came out of his hand. He thought to himself, that's what happened. The weapon used by the assassin was a transparent silk thread, no wonder it seemed like an invisible sword energy.

Just as he was stunned, the assassin smiled sinisterly, his palms came out, and he slapped his chest suddenly. Luo Qianshan had no time to think about it, and pushed out all his strength. The four palms touched each other, and a great force came from the other party's hand, pressing himself to the ground. Luo Qianshan felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was seriously injured.

But the assassin was the opposite. He was sent into the air by Luo Qianshan's palm force, flying further and further as light as willow catkins. The silk thread in his hand kept shaking and hit the eaves on the opposite house, which was equivalent to an additional bridge under his feet, floating away as he stepped on the silk thread.

Luo Qianshan suddenly landed on the ground, took a step back before he stood firm. He looked up into the air and saw that the assassin was empty.
Chapter completed!