"Young Master Fu is the best in the world in the palm of the sword!" "The Song Dynasty will win!" I don't know who started to clamor, and everyone rushed to Fu Jingtao like a flood, raising his arms excitedly. Poor Murong Buqi was completely ignored, and was suddenly crowded.

Flooded.

Li Jiheng looked at the cheerful and lively scene, his head lowered and quietly moved his footsteps to squeeze into the crowd. Suddenly, his shoulders sank, Ao Lei smiled and said, "Where is General Li going? When will the bet be fulfilled?" Li Jiheng

It was a mute who had no choice but to eat Coptis chinensis and couldn't say anything. He begged in a low voice: "Brother Ao, can we discuss it..."

"cannot!"

Li Jiheng shivered and subconsciously clamped his legs.

Fu Jingtao was surrounded by everyone in the center, and was infected by the excitement and joy. He couldn't help but feel proud and said loudly: "I, Fu Jingtao, are the descendants of Yan and Huang. It is natural to protect the glory of China. I can't stand you all for your praise!"

"Good man!" "Good words!" "Defeat all those barbarians!"

Applause was thunderous and colorful, and the atmosphere in the venue came to its climax.

Fu Jingtao greeted with a smile, and at the same time, he seized the time to adjust his breathing and return to his strength. The next third formation was to confront the disciples of Shushan, which would definitely be a fierce battle. At this moment, two wisps of bone-black murderous aura suddenly came from behind! Fortunately, he was surrounded by him.

The spiritual energy has not yet dissipated, and the perception is still in the most sensitive state. He tightens the muscles on his back almost instinctively and leans forward.

Brush! The sharp blade flashed and stabbed into the empty space with a slight difference.

Fu Jingtao was shocked and angry, and brutally knocked away the man in front of him, drew his sword and whirled around his body. Dangdang! Mars flew everywhere, and the assassins sternly drove the second round of killing moves. If he had a little slower reaction,

Having been murdered by evil hands, life has suddenly gone from heaven to hell, which is a wonderful irony.

The sudden outbreak of battle was beyond everyone's expectations. The crowd exclaimed and scattered, trampled on each other, and the scene immediately fell into chaos. Not to mention ordinary warriors, including Zhao Guangyi, Yun Zhonghou, Jiang Lie, etc., who would have thought of a murderer mixed together?

Among the guests, assassinate Fu Jingtao? You should know that there are dozens of top masters at the scene, and there are thousands of guards under the mountains. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will inevitably be unable to escape death!

"Protect the prince!" "Protect the princess!" The first thing the royal guards thought of was not to stop the assassin from committing the assassin's murder, but to protect the Zhao brothers and sisters.

Fu Jingtao saw four other people rushing towards him in a fierce manner from the corner of his eyes. He suddenly made a decision to speed up and rushed forward without entangling with the assassin behind him. He ran to the stunned Murong Buqi in two steps and shouted in a low voice.

: "I offended!" He grabbed his shoulder with his left hand and swung his strength. A huge body flew up and hit the two assassins who rushed over from the left wing. The three of them were so happy that they got out of the ball and rushed over by themselves.

"Hello, An Qingzi!" Before he finished speaking, the hidden weapon shot rapidly at his vest.

Fu Jingtao stopped and ignited the gas and blood technique. His speed suddenly increased several times, leaving behind phantoms in the air. A hidden weapon as dense as a locust shot, and a few unlucky guys could not dodge and were shot on the spot.

Turning to the ground, limbs twitch, and black blood flows across the mouth and nose.

The assassins chased after him with red eyes, like a group of hungry and cruel hyenas.

Jiang Lie was furious and shouted: "Where did the rats come from? Damn it!" He stomped his feet and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Fu Jingtao jumped like a flying, and crawled into the woods beside him between several ups and downs. The hidden weapon fell like rain, shooting into the dense branches and leaves, and could no longer constitute a fatal threat. He let out a sigh and hid in a flash.

After a big tree, I calmed my mind and remained motionless.

This assassination was very strange. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been poisoned by the blood-threatening throat. Judging from the assassination technique, it was neither the style of the cold-blooded blade nor the way of the King of Hell. I don't know

Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?

He would rather believe that these assassins were sent by Northern Liao, Southern Tang or Western Shu, and had nothing to do with the Song Dynasty. He simply wanted to destroy the opening ceremony of the Qingyun List. Of course, Northern Liao and other countries would never admit this matter, among which

It is difficult to make public arguments about right and wrong.

The wind was roaring, and the assassins rushed into the woods, with murderous aura soaring into the sky.

The forest is quiet, only the leaves are gently waving.

The assassins hesitated for a moment and immediately dispersed into a fan-shaped search.

Fu Jingtao's ears heard the rustling sound of footsteps, outlining the location distribution of the assassins in his mind, quietly turning out from behind the tree, with the sword light and lightning, raising his sword toward the edge of an assassin holding a knife. This time he moved

Le Zhen's wrath, the sword intent of Xuanyuan's Divine Sword swept across, penetrated the enemy's mind and soul, like a lion looking down at an ant, trying to crush him to pieces.

The assassin felt a vast sword intent pounced on him, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but urge to kneel down and surrender. He bit his tongue suddenly, took advantage of the severe pain to get rid of the hallucination, and quickly swung his knife to block it.

The reaction speed was slower after all, and the sword light flashed by, and half of his arm fell to the ground with a bang.

The assassin blew his broken arm and screamed in pain. Fu Jingtao kept bullying himself into his arms without stopping. With a bang, the assassin flew up and blocked the line of attacking his companions.

Fu Jingtao took the opportunity to rush over with his body, swung his sword and cut off the tendons of another assassin's feet.

The assassins shouted in unison, whizzing and whizzing! Another wave of hidden weapons were shot out.

Fu Jingtao rolled sideways on the ground and hid behind a dead tree.

Capture! The metal sharp weapon hits the tree trunk and splashes countless wood chips.

The next moment, a sword intent that robbed like fire, urging souls and snatched souls fell from the sky, and the huge forest shook and shook. The sword intent was mixed with deep anger and terrifying murderous aura, and the insects and ants within a radius of hundreds of feet were instantly extinct.

.

"It's Jiang Lie!" The assassins let out a desperate howl. Suddenly, a clear sword sound of "Canglang", the cry ended abruptly, and everything fell silent.

Jiang Lie slowly fell from the top of the tree, his eyes were still angry, and countless leaves were surrounded by them, backing against the blue sky and scorching sun, like a god descending to the earth. The assassins fell on their backs and fell on the fallen leaves.

There is a deep blood hole in my eyebrows, with blood and brain gushing, and a terrified expression solidified on my face.

Fu Jingtao swallowed his saliva, and Jiang Lie actually killed all the enemies with one sword, leaving no living. He quickly got up and grinned and said, "Thank you, the head of the sect, for saving his disciple's life!"

Jiang Lie glanced coldly and as if he was as sharp as a sword, he frowned and said, "Why didn't you kill me just now?"

Fu Jingtao sensed the cold sword intent, how dare he be honest with the secret of the inner demon? He said: "The disciple was suddenly attacked. The first thing he thought about was how to save his life. He didn't expect to kill the enemy desperately."

Jiang Lie shouted: "Be kind to the enemy means cruel to yourself! At the critical moment of life or death, how can you let the sword show mercy?"

Fu Jingtao said embarrassedly: "Don't calm down, the disciple knows that he is wrong!"
Chapter completed!