Chapter 135: There is snow sword and frost in Cangshan (IV)

Zhaixing Tower was about two or three miles southeast of the palace. At such a long distance, under the cover of the wind and snow, no one noticed the movement in the distance. The white precious fur on Zhaixing Tower shook slightly, and the muzzle was accompanied by fireworks, but the sound was spreading much slower than the speed of the bullet.

At least at this moment, everyone in front of the palace city and the front of the corner tower were still quietly watching the strong men waiting to die in the snow in front of the palace, the elite Qing army around them, without any notice that the sickle of the god of death had cut the air, and approached their Emperor in a way that people in this world could not imagine.

From Zhaixing Tower to the Imperial City, the fluctuation that represents death will last for about one second, enough for a person to blink a few times. Then he kept squinting his eyes calmly and staring at His Majesty the Emperor under the city. This time he did not notice the occasional flash of light in the snow and snow two or three miles away.

So the time left for this great master to react has become very little. When he sensed a deadly breath suddenly appeared in the world, and even an aura that he could not resist, he had only time to blink, his face turned pale, the light in his pupils condensed and dissipated, and his body quickly retreated like a ray of smoke and dust!

His Majesty the Emperor was injured and consumed a lot of true energy. However, at this critical moment of life and death, an energy that humans could not have exploded, disappeared in an instant, and suddenly rushed backwards like a wandering soul and smashed into the corner tower!

Suddenly! A muffled sound came out at this moment. The bullet that rotated at high speed and had no chance to turn somersaults brushed the shoulders of the bright yellow figure and shot it, and a large hole about one foot inch was blasted on the hard palace wall. It was a little deeper!

At this moment, the blue brick gravel broke away from the body and sprayed outward in the form of rays, like a flower blooming.

Except for the Emperor who retreated like a wisp of light smoke. No one could react in the city, and no one even noticed something was wrong, because at that moment, the fierce flowers blooming on the blue brick wall were still splashing, and the sharp edges and angular stone chips seemed to remain still in the air, mixed with the snowflakes around them, and thorned in one place!

His Majesty the Emperor avoided this shot? No. No. Whatever the psychological reason was that the assassin in the snow on the top of the Zhaixing Tower, he paused for a moment when he gently pulled his finger, which made the seemingly killing shot fall into vain, but then the second shot came, with the first shot as dull as thunder.

The sound of the first shot will be transmitted to the square in front of the palace. The second shot has arrived like a shadow, like slaughtering tofu, breaking a hole the size of a fist on the wooden door of the corner tower and shooting into the dark and quiet corner tower.

There is never a gun that must be killed in the world, especially when the target is an unfathomable master. The assassin in the snow on the roof of Zhaixing Tower, due to the strict prohibition of Kyoto today, the sniper location he chose is a bit remote, and he can clearly calculate the time it takes for the bullet to fly in the air. He has never expected that one shot like this to kill the emperor, but he knows that in order to avoid this shot, the emperor will tremble all over and refuse to leave any more energy. That sense of physical and psychological shock will definitely make the emperor use all his skills.

That was the speed. The assassin on the top of the Star Piercing Tower clearly calculated the speed of His Majesty’s dodging, the instantaneous displacement. His fingers were extremely stable and hit the position where His Majesty’s retreat was exhausted. He actually put all his hopes on this second shot!

Being able to calculate so much content in such a short time and to draw a positive conclusion about the emperor's choice, it is obvious that the assassin knew the emperor's temperament very well, and better understood the emperor's understanding and fear of this gun... that is, the box known to the world.

The most important thing is that the Zhaixing Tower Assassin can actually know the speed that a great master can perform at a critical moment of life and death, so that he can accurately calculate the landing point where the emperor finally floats, and the landing point that is difficult to drift again!

This is an incalculable land and an incredible land. Because no one in the world can truly force the grandmaster to a dead end, let alone understand the speed of the grandmaster.

Unless... a great master once personally helped the assassin on the top of the Star Piercing Tower to train countless times!

In the blink of an eye, even half of it was not enough to complete, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly occupied his whole body from his calm and cold emotions, and countless domineering true energy in his body exploded out in the sky in an instant. His face was pale, his pupils shrank slightly and dissipated. He floated with all his strength, disappeared from the spot in an instant, and crashed into the corner tower that had been extremely quiet.

At this moment, His Majesty the Emperor, who had never known what fear was, finally felt a little fear, a little fear of death. Although he could not see what the breath that moved him was, he knew that the box that was most afraid of... finally appeared.

A muffled explosion resounded through the head of the palace. The second shot shot through the wooden door of the Kou Tower. Along a straight invisible line, the murderous bullet trembled all over his body, and he had just escaped to the back of the quiet room of the Kou Tower in a mess and shot in the chest of His Majesty the Emperor who had just escaped to the back of the quiet room of the Kou Tower!

This shot was so amazing that it counted any thoughts and actions of the emperor. The domineering true energy in the emperor's body had blown into an invisible airflow at the top of the palace. At this time, there was a wave of nothingness in the body. How could it be that it would be like a fairy charm again in an instant. What's even more terrifying is that the second shot came in a row, and there seemed to be no interval in the middle. When the emperor noticed the soul-devouring breath that was like waves, he could no longer react.

However, the assassins on the Zhaixing Tower calculated all kinds of things, but they could not count them at the Imperial City Corner Tower. The quiet room behind His Majesty the Emperor was not quiet. There were many people standing inside, with more than a dozen silent people, as if they were not breathing, like ghosts wearing armor and holding thick steel shields.

These people seemed to have stood in this quiet corner tower for countless years, and had never changed their posture and sealed the possibility of shooting towards the corner tower room from all directions. Three years ago, during the rebellion of Kyoto, there was bloody killing in the city. But neither Fan Xian nor the eldest prince noticed anything unusual in this room. Where were these armored shield-holding ghosts?

Could it be that these shield holders who seem to stand indifferently for countless years are the final arrangements of His Majesty the Emperor to soothe the fear in his heart? The only mission of these shield holders who have stood in countless years is to block the deadly bullets shot out of the box for His Majesty?

But how could these stainless steel shields produced from Neiku block the most powerful gunpowder killer in the world? This is the last dragon-slaying sword left by the hostess of Neiku in this world, the last Earth Emperor Sword. How can she resist other legacies left by her?

No one could see clearly what happened at that moment, but the shield holder standing on the emperor's left hand trembled. The dust covered on the steel shield tightly held in his hands trembled, and then the Emperor's Majesty behind the shield trembled.

The shield holder fell down with a loud bang, and a hole appeared on the steel shield.

Just as the hammer of heaven dropped by heaven, His Majesty the Emperor was as if he was hit hard by this hammer, and he suddenly retreated and smashed the back wall of the Kok Tower room. He walked out of the wall and was knocked down on the cold snow in a very desolate way!

Blood flowed out from the emperor's left chest. When the Tai Chi Hall was standing there, the wound on his body was torn open again by the violent movements at this time. The sword that Wang Shisanlang cut on his right chest. The wounds cut by Fan Xian's fingertips of the sword energy on his neck began to bleed again, turning the powerful king into a pitiful blood man.

The emperor lay on the snow and breathed rapidly. His black pupils were slowly scattered, and his left chest was slightly sunken, with blood, and he couldn't see the real wound. The snow was under his head. He stared at the cold sky with snow-filled tears. His hands outside his sleeves tried hard to keep himself from falling into darkness.

Infinite fear and anger poured into his mind. The box, the box finally appeared. In this world, His Majesty the Emperor always thought that he was the one who knew the box best, and he knew better than Chen Pingping, because Xiao Yezi used this box to quietly kill two princes and sent Prince Cheng's mansion to the dragon throne.

No one is not afraid of the existence of such things, but the prince or prince of Cheng back then was not afraid because the box belonged to her. If it belonged to him, but... but... after the incident in Taiping Villa happened, the emperor began to be scared, and he was afraid every day and night. He was afraid that he would not know when the box would appear, and where a spark would suddenly bloom, like a magic hand hanging from the air, taking his life and avenging his master.

Because of this fear, after the incident at Taiping Villa, His Majesty the Emperor rarely left the palace. No, as Fan Xian heard when he first entered Kyoto, the Emperor never left the palace since then!

Although he had never seen the box, he knew the terrifying effect of the box. He hid like a turtle in the high imperial city, surrounded by palace walls, and there were no buildings in Kyoto that could cross these walls.

His Majesty's subjects all thought that His Majesty was diligent in political affairs, so they kept locked in the palace. Who knew that he was afraid? They all thought that His Majesty was kind and loving to the people and could not bear to disturb the local area, so they did not inspect the country. Who knew that he was still afraid?

This situation continued until the fourth year of Qingli, when the child from Danzhou finally entered Beijing. Lao Wu seemed to have really forgotten many things, and no one linked him to the Taiping Villa. His Majesty the Emperor gradually relaxed a little, and occasionally left the palace in vain. However, even so, he still did not dare to leave Kyoto, because in the long fields of Qingguo, who knew whether there would be a fire of revenge hidden in the dark waiting for him? In the Dadongshan incident, the emperor had to leave Kyoto. However, he immediately summoned Fan Xian back to Danzhou and summoned him to his side, because only with this son was around him, he seemed to feel that he was safe!

Speaking of which, what a sad life is this? The emperor has an endless country and billions of subjects, but he cannot see or feel it. He seems to have everything in the second half of his life, but in fact, he is just a prisoner imprisoned in the palace by himself.

The emperor was not afraid of death. He was afraid that he would not see his great achievements become real before he died. There were not many people or things in this world that could kill him, except for the blind man and the box. So when Chen Pingping came back from Dazhou in an extremely cold and cold manner, His Majesty the Emperor also felt a little chill while angry.

The soldiers covered in dust and holding shields were hiding in the corner tower of the imperial city. When His Majesty the Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the old dog in Qiuyu Dharma Field with his hands behind his back, those people waited silently behind him, but that day, the box did not appear.

However, the box appeared today, and it appeared so abruptly. His Majesty the Emperor found that he was still underestimating the horror of the box, at least underestimating the ability of the person who was using the box today. He did not expect that the breath of death could accurately find his position under the protection of the corner tower, easily penetrated the steel shield, and finally shot it ruthlessly on himself.

The white snow was stained red by the blood flowing from the emperor's body. At this time, the people on the corner tower finally realized. Although they still didn't know what happened, at least they knew that things had changed!

Eunuch Yao crawled to the side of His Majesty the Emperor with a hoarse face, his voice was hoarse and unable to say a word. He was trembling all over. His palm subconsciously pulled the wound on His Majesty's chest and abdomen. He pulled out some broken metal pieces and some flesh and blood, but he still couldn't find the weapon.

The emperor's body fluctuated with rapid breathing. He looked at Eunuch Yao beside him with a scattered look: "I... die... I can't die!"

These words were said by His Majesty the Emperor gritted his teeth, but no matter how cruel and ruthless he said, he seemed a little weak. His Majesty's eyes crossed the face of Eunuch Yao, and he still stared at the snowflakes falling in the sky, howling in his heart. I was ordered by the heaven, who could kill me! If I don't die today, God will not let me die!

The assassin on the top of the Star Tower calculated everything, but in the end he did not calculate how strong the body of the great master, His Majesty the Emperor, was. To be more precise, He did not calculate that His Majesty, the Emperor who looked down on the world, was afraid of death and would put a heart-protecting mirror on his heart in the dragon robe!

The soul-devouring line that was bombarded by the heavy sniper crossed the distance of the Kyoto sky and penetrated the steel shield. Although it did not shift in the end, it accurately hit the Emperor's chest. However, it was already at the end of its strength, and it only smashed a large piece of the emperor's sternum. However, it did not tear down all the flesh and blood from the bones, and immediately completely destroyed the king's life.

Previously, when Fan Xian took out the steel plate on his chest in the waste garden, the emperor scolded him sarcastically, saying that small means cannot do big things, but who would have thought that His Majesty the Emperor would eventually escape by relying on such small means.

Anyone who achieves great things is cautious, no matter how extreme the caution is, it is necessary. No matter how embarrassing life, no matter how embarrassing life, it is necessary. From this perspective, the emperor and Fan Xian and his son are actually two shameless people who are truly extremely similar in the world.

"Zhaixing Tower." The emperor stared at the gray sky with a scattered gaze. He knew that the person who used the box today must not be Lao Wu, because if the person who came was Lao Wu, I was afraid that he would have already entered the palace by this time. He gasped and said, "Kill them all."

His Majesty the Emperor was suddenly assassinated and unconscious. He did not know about life or death. This incident like thunder made all the ministers and generals on the imperial city feel numb, and no one knows what to do next. The powerful people surrounded by countless people in the imperial city still did not escape. As long as the second rain of arrows shot out again, I am afraid that everyone will die, including Fan Xian, who is still unconscious.

The imperial physicians were rushing here from the Imperial Hospital. Gong Dian rushed to His Majesty the Emperor with a pale face, took out the wounded medicine he carried with him, and tried to stop the bleeding for His Majesty, but the effect did not seem to be very good.

But Eunuch Yao still remembered the last explanation before His Majesty was unconscious. He trembled, walked around the corner tower, and carefully approached the deputy commander of the Imperial Army. With a voice, he read out His Majesty's order to kill him in the end.

Eunuch Yao shrank his body on the wall of the palace, looking extremely funny, but he was really scared because he knew how powerful His Majesty was. However, such a powerful king was seriously injured by an invisible assassin. How could he not be afraid? He even worried that he would be torn into flesh and blood by invisible lines in the air in the next moment.

The scene that happened immediately made Eunuch Yao's eyes shrink suddenly and he fell to the ground. It once again confirmed his fear!

With a muffled sound, the deputy commander of the imperial guard who was standing coldly at the top of the palace was preparing to wave the flag and issue orders, allowing the soldiers on the city to scatter arrows again, but his shoulders just moved, and his entire head suddenly disappeared!

Yes, just like a ghost story in broad daylight, the head of the deputy commander of the Imperial Army suddenly exploded, like a ripe watermelon. It also looked like a skin filled with water, which was broken for no reason, turning into a piece of bloody white slurry on the city wall, sprinkling all over the sky...

What's even more terrifying is that after the head of the deputy commander of the Imperial Army exploded, it seemed that his body didn't know that the head had become a brain-filled person. He still raised his right arm and then let it go. It looked like a puppet with a broken thread, and his whole body collapsed!

A scream sounded from the head of the imperial palace. Such a creepy scene happened in front of countless officers and soldiers. How could they not be afraid or afraid? All the people in the land began to tremble, and they opened their eyes desperately, on the imperial city, under the city. In the team of their companions, even in the empty sky with only snowflakes, searching desperately!

Of course they couldn't find anything. They didn't know what was going on. They only knew that the deputy commander's head suddenly exploded! These elite imperial guards of the Qing Kingdom would never have thought that the assassins were several miles away. They shouted in vain and searched in angrily.

Searching for the Invisible gradually turned into fear. How can mortals compete with this kind of invisible assassin, such as irresistible killing?

Infinite panic began to spread rapidly on the head of the palace. All the soldiers searched helplessly, and some of them were almost collapsed by the silent pressure. The bows and arrows aimed at the people below the palace were also subconsciously relaxed.

The Qing army had strict discipline, and it was impossible for the tragic death of the deputy commander of the imperial guard to turn into a mess of sand. On the battlefield. In the fight against the rebellion, the soldiers of the Qing State had seen many strange and strange ways of dying. However, such a blow like today, like the will of gods really forced secular people to think about those strange directions.

Another general roared bravely, trying to calm the emotions of the subordinates of the imperial guards, and at the same time he developed the order to attack below. However, his roar only maintained a few times and stopped abruptly. Because the murderous intent of the officers and soldiers in the city came again, a huge hole was blasted out of the general's chest and abdomen, and his stomach turned into a ball of rotten blood. He fell down without even snorting.

At this point, this panic atmosphere could no longer be suppressed, and the imperial city was in chaos.

The changes on the top of the imperial city had naturally reached the city. However, the soldiers who blocked all directions by the order did not know what had happened. The archers who aimed at the people who were waiting to die in the snow felt that their hands were almost sore, but they still did not receive the intention to shoot arrows. The generals frowned even more, worried about what happened on the imperial city wall and how it was like that.

If it was an ordinary leader to fight, if today's palace was just a simple battlefield, then no one would foolishly wait for His Majesty's order before firing an arrow. However, today is different. With thousands of arrows, the crowd is Xiao Fan.

Everyone knows what it means to kill Fan Xian. Everyone knows the grudges and hatreds between Lord Fan and His Majesty. If His Majesty did not have His Majesty’s clear will, no one would dare to fire arrows like this. However, at this time, the generals under the city did not know that His Majesty was seriously injured, fell into a coma, and did not know life and death.

This strange silence did not last long. It was outside. Faced with the tense situation, you must have your own reaction. Even if it was just outside the palace, the generals of the Qing army had their own initiative. General Shi Fei, who was hidden behind the archer, frowned and stared at the middle of the snow. He found that the besieged assassins seemed to have noticed the changes on the palace wall and began to have the courage and thought to break through.

But Shi Fei was a powerful figure who could conquer Yan Xiaoyi's Beida Camp alone. I don't know where the effort came from, so that he did not directly issue military orders to attack, but issued it through the deputy general beside him. On the one hand, the unknown fear made him make this choice, and on the other hand, Shi Fei was like all the civil and military officials of Qing State, forever and forever, and did not want Fan Xian to die directly at his own hands.

This idea directly saved Shi Fei's life. Because the deputy general beside him had just raised the flag in his hand and fell directly to the ground.

It was not that he didn't ride a stable horse, nor for some other reason, because with the deputy general's body, the horse under him also fell into the snow, and countless blood quickly stained the white snow.

Shi Fei's pupils shrank, and his face turned pale, looking at the blood and flesh of the deputy general beside him, knowing that if he had issued an order before, he would have died. Who could block this invisible and incalculable attack from the sky!

Shi Fei also knew what the abnormal movement on the palace wall was, but... Is Your Majesty still alive?

After a slight noisy over the imperial city, it returned to the quiet quietness. In the silence of death, the Qing army's military discipline was indeed the best in the world. However, under the threat of terrifying killing and injury from an outside attack that day, who dared to act without action? All the soldiers' faces were a little pale and even blue. They were waiting for His Majesty's will, but His Majesty never appeared on the Imperial City again.

Another gunshot cut through the calmness of the square in front of the palace. A monk wearing a hat and hat tried to use his bravery to drive the silent soldiers to attack, he was accurately knocked down in the snow without even a trace of convulsion and turned into a dead body.

Deadly silence.

Another gunshot.

Another deadly silence.

Another gunshot.

Such people are four times. There are four dead bodies on the snow, and the gunshots are silent, and it seems that they will never sound again. Everyone in the imperial city understands that this magnificent assassin who can complete a strike from the sky is everyone in the police state of Qing Dynasty. Don’t try to do anything. Anyone who dares to move on this vast snow will have to kill the target.

With a sound, one person died and a blood corpse lying in the snow. There was never any accident. This cold and silent declaration frozen everyone's hearts.

This is a person challenging a country.

The dead silence lasted for no reason, but the horses began to kick their hooves with some anxiety, splashing a little white snow. The strong men surrounded by the snow did not seem to want to touch the tense nerves of the powerful Qing army. They did not choose to force the breakout at this moment.

No one knows what the dull sounds that swept through the clear snowy sky in Kyoto and how those people died.

Ye Chong sat indifferently on the horse with his armor. The elite cavalry he led was enough to ensure that two people rushed back and forth. He killed these powerful men in the snow, but he did not move. Although with his powerful strength of the ninth grade, he could hear the muffled sounds coming from behind him. He vaguely felt that the assassin who had a strike from outside could not cover the entire venue, and it was still a dead corner of the arrow. If the cavalry rushed over at this time, the assassin would not be able to stop him.

But Ye Chong just sat on the horse silently and steadily. At this time, His Majesty's life and death were unknown. He was the one with the highest status in the field. He didn't say a word. Just like his image in the court and the country for so many years, he never showed any sign of dew, but no one dared to underestimate him.

The reason Ye Chong was not moving was very simple, not because His Majesty did not issue an order, but because he knew what those things were, like those dull sounds, and what were the things that took human life.

It was the box, and the box finally appeared again. Ye Chong lowered his eyes slightly, regardless of the scorching gazes around him, as if he was asleep. In fact, his heart had already stirred up storms.
To be continued...