The incomer's laughter suddenly stopped. His grey eyes suddenly contracted. He snorted softly and turned to look at Ye Li standing at the side. "This … is Princess Ding?"
"Yes, Sir … I have not asked for your guidance," Ye Li said with a nod.
"Such courage," the man praised. He seemed to look regretfully at Ye Li and said, "Such a pity … …"
"Mo Xiuyao, with such a woman buried with you, you should have no regrets, right?" The man clearly did not want to waste words. He waved his hand and the frowning men in black immediately surrounded them.
"Take Wang Fei away first," Mo Xiuyao ordered coolly. Several figures quickly flashed into the crowd. A Jin landed in front of Mo Xiuyao with a long sword and looked warily at the surrounding men in black. Two of the Shadow Guards landed beside Ye Li, one on her left and one on her right, wanting to send her away. The remaining people were already fighting with the men in black. Ye Li swept a glance. A Jin had only brought seven or eight people. She had taken away two, so there were only five left. There were at least twenty to thirty assassins in black. Without time to think, Ye Li waved away the Shadow Guard who was pulling her and said, "Stay and help."
"Wang Fei … …" The Shadow Guard stilled and wanted to say something in disagreement. Ye Li had already lost her patience and walked past them. She casually took down an assassin who was trying to sneak up on her and said coldly, "What are you talking about? Take care of these people first. " As she spoke, she nimbly kicked away an attack from another. When she landed, she stepped on the body of the assassin who had just been put on the ground and was about to jump up. The assassin on the ground wailed and then fainted.
The two Shadow Guards exchanged a look. They would follow Wang Fei's orders and take care of these assassins first. Even though they were well-trained Shadow Guards, they did not understand what move Wang Fei had used. However, this did not stop them from seeing Wang Fei block an assassin in two moves and stomp on another assassin until he fainted. If he was lucky, he would be bedridden for three to five months. If he was unlucky, he would be paralyzed for life. Ye Li's attack was successful, and her heart was at ease. Although Ye Li had a certain level of confidence in her skills, she had never been able to determine the depth of ancient martial arts. After all, in this era, she had never really encountered a situation that required her to use her full strength. Judging from Mister Feng Yue's Light-body Technique, he would not be easy to deal with. After all, in modern times, no matter how powerful you are, you can't fly everywhere. But fortunately, not everyone had Young Master Feng Yue's Light-body Technique of flying around. If it was only close combat, Ye Li felt that she could deal with most of the experts.
These assassins clearly did not think that this seemingly harmless Princess Ding would be able to knock down one person in one move. By the time they regained their senses, the second person had been knocked down by Ye Li's elbow.
Ye Li had learned many things in her previous life. She had learned martial arts, taekwondo, judo, and so on from a young age. Of course, she had many brothers and sisters at home, so she had plenty of fighting experience. After entering the army, especially the special forces, the direction of learning had changed from defeating the opponent to killing the opponent. Women were not as strong as men, so Ye Li's focus had always been on technique and speed. She wanted to kill the opponent in one move. Not to mention the women, even the men in the team did not dare to exchange blows with her. In the beginning, she was not very familiar with it. After knocking down two people, Ye Li gradually felt that the feeling of the past was slowly returning. The results of her unrelenting training over the years were showing. Otherwise, no matter how much combat experience Ye Li had and how many techniques she had, it would be useless if her body could not keep up.
"Wang … … Princess Consort … …" Ah Jin, who had been loyally guarding Mo Xiuyao, couldn't help but be shocked speechless when he saw the scene. Was the person who had kicked an assassin taller than him until he spat out blood really the gentle and graceful Princess Consort? Ah Jin vaguely remembered that one night, he seemed to have seen Princess Consort use some method to knock Prince Li unconscious. He had always thought that Princess Consort had used some hidden weapon. Now, it seemed that it was completely possible that she had used brute force.
"Ye Li!" Mo Xiuyao's voice rang out from behind her. At the same time, a sharp sword swung at her from behind. Ye Li hurriedly bent back and barely dodged the sword that was coming at her. At the same time, a dagger that had appeared in her hand at some unknown time swept across the wrist that was holding the sword. Then she grabbed that hand and used his standing posture to twist backwards. With a crack, the person's arm fell to the ground with his eyes open. Ye Li looked down in puzzlement. At some unknown time, a small knife had been stabbed into the person's back. The blade had been stabbed into the flesh and only the handle was left outside. Clearly, he had been killed with one blow.
Ye Li raised an eyebrow. She quickly dodged the entanglements of the assassins and came to Mo Xiuyao's side. Mo Xiuyao said with a frown, "Didn't I tell you to leave first?"
Ye Li and A Jin were on guard against the surrounding assassins. She said, "What if we encounter another group of people when we go out? Will Da Sao be fine? "
"Someone has gone to protect Da Sao." Mo Xiuyao said indifferently, "There are many mechanisms in Wu Yue Nunnery. If those people had barged into Wu Yue Nunnery first, we would have discovered them long ago."
In this short period of time, more than half of the twenty over assassins had fallen. The man who had been standing at the side watching sneered, "The Shadow Guard of Ding King's Palace is indeed worthy of their reputation. It's a pity that there are too few of them! " The man suddenly jumped up and the long sword in his hand quickly stabbed towards Mo Xiuyao. A Jin immediately went forward with his sword to block him. The two of them had exchanged more than ten blows in an instant. But A Jin was only a youth in his teens. With a moment of carelessness, he was knocked away by the man's arrow. A hideous bloody wound was left on his right arm. The man did not pay attention to A Jin. After dodging his sword, he immediately turned towards Mo Xiuyao again. A Jin cried out in alarm. He wanted to get up to save him but he was held back by the two assassins behind him.
"Li, move aside." Mo Xiuyao pushed Ye Li away. At the same time, he moved his wheelchair backwards. After dodging the first sword, an even fiercer second sword came right after. A person sitting in a wheelchair who was unable to move was naturally not as nimble as a person standing. Mo Xiuyao turned his head and stabbed his sword into the back of the wheelchair. At the same time, Mo Xiuyao suddenly stretched out a hand to pinch the blade of the sword. With a slight movement of his sleeve, a bunch of concealed weapons flew towards the man. The man was startled. He quickly withdrew his sword and quickly retreated a few feet away to avoid the concealed weapons that were flying towards him. The man sneered and once again rushed forward. He had clearly seen that Mo Xiuyao's greatest weakness was that he was unable to move. No matter how great his ability was, no matter how many concealed weapons he had, there would be a time when he ran out of them. Mo Xiuyao did not dodge anymore. With a 'shua' sound, a long whip flew out. The distance between the two of them was pulled apart. For a moment, neither of them could do anything to the other.
Ye Li stood at the side and was not in a hurry. From time to time, she would help take care of someone who wanted to sneak attack Mo Xiuyao. At the same time, she stared at that person, trying to figure out his weakness.
Finally, when Mo Xiuyao's long whip wrapped around the man's sword, Ye Li sneered. She pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and threw it at the man's wrist. The moment the man was forced to let go of his sword, she rushed forward and mercilessly attacked the man's vital points with her dagger. Ye Li's moves were definitely vicious even if one looked at all the martial arts manuals. In just three to five moves, the man's right arm and left shoulder had been stabbed. Ye Li snorted in dissatisfaction. She ignored the man's right hand and stabbed the dagger into the man's chest. The man's expression changed. His right hand quickly and fiercely slapped towards Ye Li. At this time, it was too late for Ye Li to retreat. Suddenly, the slender tail of the whip wrapped around Ye Li's waist and she was quickly pulled back by a force. Ye Li smoothly avoided the man's right hand and landed steadily in front of Mo Xiuyao.
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