The words of the Tianzun made Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, frowned again - how many people were there?

"Is it still a competition in the third game?" At this time, someone from the crowd who was a little impatient to wait asked.

Fang Baiji said, "Oh, this competition is temporarily over. Let's wait for the fourth hospital to decide the outcome..."

"Hey?!" The crowd made a dissatisfied voice, and it was a little noisy in an instant.

Fang Baiji signaled, "It's all gone, and the rain will get heavier in a while."

While talking, a few servants started to pack up their things, pulling chairs, cups, etc., which means that the scene ended.

The crowd was helpless, although they were regretful, but today they watched two good competitions, so they had to go back...

Nangong looked at Zhao Zhen, what does that mean - go back to the palace?

Zhao Zhen did not move, touched his chin and looked at the crowd scattered below.

Zhao Lan pouted, that's what it means - she finally ran out for a while, but she didn't even finish watching the fun. She must tell her brother that she would go to the night market before returning to the palace.

At this time, a servant came to collect the things on the table next to Zhao Zhen with a tray.

Just as he reached for the cup, a cold light suddenly flashed...

Zhao Zhen's mouth slightly raised one side.

A "dang" sound came. Looking again, Nangong held a knife in front of Zhao Zhen with one hand, and the servant just now was holding two daggers in both hands and stabbing Zhao Zhen. The moment he was blocking it, the tea tray he had just thrown away fell to the ground... With a clang, Yan Shaogong and Fang Baiji were both jumping around.

The assassin flashed after his first attack was blocked...behind Zhao Zhen.

On the side, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang raised their eyebrows - this skill is good!

But when he used the second stab, he was kicked out by Nangong Ji.

Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded, "Is this the assassin called me?"

Yan Shaogong was shocked that someone was stabbing him, so he wanted to shout "Protect the Emperor". However, before he could speak, Xie Yan covered his mouth.

Zhao Zhen sat still.

Xie Yan said to Baekje, "Cleaning the market quickly."

Fang Baiji also noticed that the audience was walking out, and the fight was too fast, so the crowd had not noticed it.

If Yan Shaogong shouted "Protect the Emperor", he would be in chaos. But why would he let him leave quickly and leave without looking back?

At this time, Pang Yu jumped and shouted, "There is another competition in the teahouse opposite! I heard it is even more exciting than here! Go and see it!"

When the crowd heard this, they quickly ran out, one or two scrambled to the top, and were still discussing, why are you watching so many games?

While the crowd was running out, several were running in the opposite direction, and the speed was extremely fast.

Zhao Pu frowned slightly and glanced at Zhao Zhen... and saw Zhao Zhen sitting there, and seemed quite happy.

After Nangong kicked the first assassin away, two more assassins rushed up...

Nangong frowned slightly... Suddenly, two "swish" sounds...

Look again, the two assassins lay at Zhao Zhen's feet and were hit by several arrows behind them.

As soon as Nangong looked up, he saw Long Qiaoguang tilting his head to him on the roof opposite... Nangong turned sideways... An arrow flew past his ear. The assassin behind him was shot and flew out, nailed to a pillar in the pavilion, unable to move.

Gongsun glanced at it—Long Qiaoguang cleverly avoided the key points and left a living mouth.

Afterwards, the several assassins who rushed up were all shot and killed by archers arranged by Long Qiaoguang.

At this time... there were only Zhao Zhen and Kaifeng Prefecture left in the yard. All the people watching the fun ran away, and the assassins fell to the ground... Outside, Ouyang led hundreds of imperial city troops into the ground.

At this time, a thunder thunder in the sky...the rain suddenly increased, almost turning into a pouring rain.

The little fourth son sat on Yin Hou's arm, raised his face, and looked at the gray sky outside the pavilion and the dense heavy rain, and always felt... something seemed to be in the rain.

Mr. Yin asked the Heavenly Lord, "How many?"

"Four." Tianzun said.

Hou Yin looked at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, Zhao Pu not far away and Lin Yehuo who was squatting on the railing beside him, "One person."

As soon as he finished speaking... he saw four people flashing out with a "whisper" sound... disappearing into the rain curtain.

At this time, Xie Yan and others were gathered together. The third son of Kaifeng and Yan Shaogong also ran to Bao Yan and others. Ge Qing watched everyone, and Hong Jiuniang and Heishui Grandma also wandered over.

Cao Jian and Cao Kun still had some problems and asked, "What's this..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly...

I saw a figure flashing in front of me.

Cao Yuan was shocked, it was a human or a ghost... But before he could see clearly, Ge Qing raised his hand and fell...

With a "click" sound... a man in black who had a knife cut on his neck was thundering blood and landed at the feet of Cao Kun and Cao Jian, holding the knife in his hand.

"Wow!" After all, several scholars had never seen the world before, so they were so scared that they hid aside.

Ge Qing withdrew his knife.

Yin Hou frowned and asked Tianzun, "How many now?"

Tianzun said, "Four more..."

As soon as Tianzun finished speaking, a red figure appeared in the rain outside the pavilion... The familiar sound of Juque unsheathed attracted Xiao Wu's roar.

A cold light flashed, Zhan Zhao landed on the ground, and two assassins at his feet landed on the ground... His body was intact and no wounds were seen.

Just as the scholars opened their eyes wide and looked curiously... two thin blood marks appeared on the backs of the two...

Zhan Zhao threw the water on the giant ridge, and while collecting the sword, two assassins holding the sword appeared in front of him...

The moment Zhan Zhao Juque entered the sheath... a white figure appeared in front of him. The Bai Yutang sword was not even out of the sheath. The long sheath of Yunzhong cut the rain in the air into two... In the direction where the sheath swept across, two people suddenly appeared. The two of them were hit hard by the sheath of Yunzhongzhongdao... The two turned around in the air, and when they fell to the ground, their heads were first on the ground, and their necks were folded. Then they heard a "click".

The scholars grinned their teeth - hey!

Gongsun touched his chin, "Oh, these two seriously injured, Zhan Zhao is more light in his hands, those two are just minor injuries."

As soon as Gongsun finished speaking, he saw Lin Yehuo landing on a lampstand beside him, squatting gently and skillfully. When his red clothes flew in the air a few times and slowly fell down, everyone heard two "bang bang".

Looking again, two black-clothed assassins fell beside the stone bench, twisting their limbs and their eyes turned pale.

Gongsun frowned, "Tsk tsk, these two may be able to save them..."

After saying that, a gust of wind suddenly passed by in the air...

Everyone saw Zhao Pu pressing the back of the black-clothed assassin's head with one hand and landing. Everyone heard two loud noises and the corners of their mouths twitched... The two assassins were smashed to the ground by the Ninth Prince, and most of their heads were slapped or pressed into the ground.

Gongsun Zhi shook his head, "These two are probably beyond help... Zhao Pu's hands are indeed the darkest!"

Bao Yan asked Wu Yifu curiously, who was watching the fun, "Uncle Xiaofu, why can't those people see them?"

"It's the Shadow Assassin." Wu Yifa said, "I used the water escape technique."

"Shui Lu?" Bao Yan asked, "Who is it?"

"He is considered a high-level assassin." Hong Jiuniang smiled, "The kind used to assassinate the king and kill the horse, these skills are pretty good, but the one from the master has not appeared yet."

"What's the master?" Pang Yu was curious.

"The Shadow Assassin is the shadow of the assassin." Wu Yihuo said, "There is only one real assassin. In addition, there will be many shadow assassins used to attract attention and cover up. These are all dead soldiers who are good at using escape techniques and disguise, and they come out to die."

These nerds have never seen these people before, and Lai Tianqing also asked, "Then... how many shadows are there?"

"Maybe." Jiu Niang spread her hands, "It may be about ten, maybe hundreds."

"Hundreds?" Chunhua was shocked, "So many?"

Ouyang was behind him and kicked his nephew in the ass, "Speak nonsense, see who the assassination is."

Everyone turned their faces... Zhao Zhen sat there without moving, still turning his fingers gently with one hand, as if he was making some plans.

Lai Tianqing came over and asked, "I said, who is that Mr. Huang?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiao suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

While talking, he pulled Master Lin...

Just as everyone was stunned, a cold light flashed... The blade swept straight to Master Lin's throat.

Zhao Pu and others frowned - this is not a shadow!

Sure enough, the martial arts of this assassin was completely different from that of the other assassins. The speed of the knife was extremely fast, and Lin Xiao was also very skilled. When he pulled Master Lin over and saw that he couldn't dodge, he turned sideways and pulled Master behind him... That's what he meant, so he helped to block the knife.

But... the knife that swept to Lin Xiao's shoulder was pinched by one hand.

The students of Kaifeng remained frightened and opened their mouths and leaned back... Especially Lin Xiao, he protected Master Lin and fell backwards, but fortunately, Jiu Niang helped them two of them.

However, the scene at this time was a bit weird.

I saw a knife in the air, but it seemed that there was no one. A child's hand was holding the blade and the arm, and it looked like the arm of a teenage girl. Everyone looked closely... Hei Shui grandmother gently pinched a knife with one hand... and she was holding the little white snake in her other hand.

Everyone gasped.

As she pinched the knife, the almost invisible knife with only the blade appeared. The one holding the knife was an assassin wearing gray clothes. The color of the clothes was close to the color of the sky outside...

The garnet-like red pupils of the Black Water Grandma slowly moved to one side and glanced at the assassin in a masked grey scarf.

With a "click" sound... the knife was broken into two, and the Black Shui Grandma swung the broken knife in her hand... The assassin was stabbed on the forehead and flew out of the pavilion.
To be continued...