8: Hundred Battles Blood Blade

Chapter 8 Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber

"Kill!"

Amidst the chaotic crowd, a hulking man standing a full two meters tall and clad in fine steel armor wielded sabers in both hands, swinging them almost like two spinning wind blades, instantly hacking several blocking Imperial Guards in half.

"An expelled disciple of the Vajra Sect, the Angry-Eyed Skanda!"

"Stop him quickly!"

Someone among the Imperial Guards shouted loudly, and immediately more than ten people rushed forward.

The big man let out a hearty laugh and strode forward, ordinary swords and sabers leaving barely a white mark when they slashed against his body.

Meanwhile, the twin sabers in his hands cut down the surrounding Imperial Guards as easily as slicing melons and vegetables.

Besides him, there were seven or eight Martial Forest experts around, who successively hacked the rushing Imperial Guards to the ground.

Atop the sedan chair, Zheng Yi gazed at the big man descending like a Heavenly God, his heart filled with anxiety.

Damn it!

I knew this errand wouldn't be easy; I encounter an assassination on my very first time leaving the palace.

How can this be tolerated in the future?

Just at that moment, his gaze suddenly changed.

He saw that after most of the Imperial Guards were drawn away by the big man and several other men in black, over a dozen figures suddenly came sprinting across the rooftops on both the left and right sides of Wenchang Road.

These dozen-odd figures were very blurry against the backdrop of the dark night, but the weapons they held caused Zheng Yi's mind to tremble violently.

Bows and crossbows!

This damn thing was military hardware, something that could only be equipped within an army.

How could this group of assassins possibly have bows and crossbows?

However, the tense battlefield left no time for Zheng Yi to think carefully, as the dozen-odd assassins holding heavy crossbows had already raised the crossbows in their hands.

At the critical moment of a hair's breadth, Zheng Yi hurriedly stripped off the heavy dragon robe on his body and lunged out of the sedan chair.

"Puff!"

"Puff, puff!!"

In an instant, more than ten crossbow bolts cut through the open air like lightning, instantly piercing right through the sedan chair he had been riding in!

"Thud!"

"Puff!"

"Ah…!"

Several Imperial Guards guarding around the sedan chair immediately let out miserable screams and collapsed onto the ground.

The surrounding eunuchs and palace maids were even more panicked, screaming as they fled.

The entire sedan chair was directly shot into a hedgehog.

As for Zheng Yi, he had already dropped flat onto the ground, using the corpse of a nearby Imperial Guard to block in front of him.

"I can't run!"

"Since the assassins dared to carry out an assassination here, they must be prepared."

"I cannot run around blindly; I can only stay here and wait for reinforcements."

"After all, this is right under the Son of Heaven's feet; even if this group of assassins is carrying out an assassination, they can only do so within a short time…"

When the second wave of crossbow attacks struck over, the target was still the sedan chair, while completely ignoring the corpses on the ground.

Zheng Yi's guess was correct; a faint vibration suddenly came from the ground.

A large number of torches appeared in the distance, belonging precisely to the Imperial Guards stationed at the imperial palace.

Upon receiving the order that the Emperor had been assassinated, they hurriedly rushed over to provide support.

"The situation is critical, time to bail!"

"The dog Emperor has already been shot into a hedgehog, retreat quickly!"

"We have already avenged the Tang King, retreat quickly…!"

This group of assassins came quickly and left just as quickly. Seeing that the sedan chair Zheng Yi had just been riding in was shot into a hedgehog, they hurriedly retreated.

But how could the Imperial Guards let them go? They pursued them closely right on their heels.

"Hehehe… How dare you assassinate Your Majesty, stay right here for this servant!"

Suddenly, a soft, effeminate voice rang out, and the assassins attempting to retreat on both sides of the houses along Wenchang Road were blocked off by Wang Zhongyi leading his men.

It turned out he had long since lurked behind this group of assassins, all for the purpose of capturing these few alive!

He lightly flicked his whisk, and the soft horsetail whisk instantly lashed out like a python, easily striking the leading man in black down to the ground, causing him to vomit fresh blood and tumble down from the second floor.

Behind him were still more than a dozen agile little eunuchs.

Wielding three-foot longswords and moving with ghostly agility, they hovered around these dozen-odd men in black.

Not seeking to kill the enemy, but rather seeking to subdue these few individuals in order to capture them alive.

"This Wang Zhongyi really is an expert; could it be that what he practices is the Sunflower Manual?"

Beneath the corpses, Zheng Yi was peering through the gaps at the dozen-odd people darting and leaping across the rooftops.

Although these dozen-odd assassins were all battle-hardened, not a single one of them was a match for Wang Zhongyi, and several were quickly knocked down by him.

"Something's wrong… Since Wang Zhongyi's martial arts are so high, instead of staying by the Emperor's side to protect the Emperor, he went off to hunt down the assassins!"

Zheng Yi suddenly thought of something, his expression turning exceedingly ugly.

"This Wang Zhongyi, or rather Emperor Zhengyong behind him, definitely knew there were assassins plotting to assassinate him, which is why they made me this fishing bait."

"Damn it… Good thing I'm clever and hid beneath the corpses. Otherwise…"

"Get the hell out of my way!"

A sudden explosion erupted from the battlefield as the Angry-Eyed Skanda, surrounded in the center by the Imperial Guards, suddenly went berserk.

However, his entire front remained completely wide open as he frantically brandished the long saber in his hand, hacking a huge breach out of the opening surrounding them and charging toward the outer perimeter.

"Hmph!"

"Want to run? Where do you think you're going!"

Suddenly, another loud blast sounded as a figure descended from the sky, flying rapidly toward the Angry-Eyed Skanda like a giant vulture.

Taking advantage of the Angry-Eyed Skanda's charge, a palm pressed right onto his shoulder.

"Corpse Poison Palm?"

The Angry-Eyed Skanda said furiously, "The Ganzhou Zhao family!"

"Die!"

The newcomer didn't converse with the Angry-Eyed Skanda at all, pressing in close and continuing to slaughter toward the Angry-Eyed Skanda with a pair of bare palms.

"A mere Zhao family dares to block me? Aren't you afraid I'll slaughter all the little bastards of your Zhao family!"

The Angry-Eyed Skanda shouted angrily, immediately discarding the long saber in his hand and throwing a punch toward the newcomer.

For a time, the figures of the two crashed blindly into each other, fighting each other frantically.

One person's fist technique was open and uninhibited, his whole body's fine steel-like Physical Body possessing a violent Aura.

The other person's palm technique was sinister and cunning, his figure like a ghost, with a foul-smelling poisonous Qi pervading his entire body.

For a time, within the range where the two were fighting, no one dared to approach at all. From time to time, some unlucky fellows were hit and collapsed to the ground screaming miserably.

"This is… Zhao Wuji?"

Zheng Yi instantly recognized the gold-badge Hall of Offerings master who had taught him for a few days—he hadn't expected his strength to be this formidable!

"This Angry-Eyed Skanda follows the path of open-and-uninhibited external Physical Body training, definitely a first-rank expert."

"And Zhao Wuji looks like he's on the verge of the grave, yet his strength is unexpectedly so strong!"

Zheng Yi thought to himself while lying on the ground, while from the direction of the imperial palace, reinforcements grew more and more numerous, and the sounds of fighting grew smaller and smaller.

It seemed that pacifying this group of assassins was only a matter of time.

However, Zheng Yi still didn't want to show his head; what if an assassin was hiding somewhere?

"Our King has raised retainers for over a decade, how could we be cowards who cling to life and fear death?"

Suddenly, another roar rang out, and the remaining few men in black trapped by Wang Zhongyi roared and gritted their teeth in unison.

Then their entire bodies trembled, their angry eyes widened, and they violently spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing onto the ground—it was obvious they wouldn't survive.

"Damn it…!"

Wang Zhongyi let out a long breath, gritting his teeth as he said, "Death retainers!"

"The Tang King's lineage has already been exterminated, how could there still be death retainers!"

"Damn it… Who on earth is it?"

The reinforcements rushing over grew increasingly numerous, and soon the entire Wenchang Road was surrounded by the Imperial Guards.

Not just the Imperial Guards, but forces like the Hall of Offerings, Royal City Division, and Imperial Guards rushed over successively.

"Pass the order! Close the city gates and search for the assassins!"

"Throw the living assassins into the Heavenly Prison, this servant wants to interrogate them personally!"

"Your Majesty… Quickly find Your Majesty!"

The entire Wenchang Road instantly became chaotic. Knowing it was time to come out, Zheng Yi immediately flipped aside the corpse and stood up.

"Your Majesty, are you alright~"

"I am fine, someone come quickly…!"

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