Monk Wanyan Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Although there is only one assassin, his martial arts skills are extremely high. Furthermore, the heavy sword in his hand is too powerful. Our brothers' weapons were all shattered the moment they came into contact with it. No one was his match."
"Heavy sword?" Song Qingshu found it vaguely familiar. "What did he look like?"
Monk Wanyan Chen quickly replied, "The assassin looked quite young, and he was holding a pitch-black heavy sword. That's right, his right hand seemed to be broken …" He was well-versed in both the pen and the sword, and he had always been observant. He only mentioned the most prominent features of the person, and as for the useless information like his handsome appearance, he automatically omitted it.
"It's him?" Pucha Qiucao had hastily put on her dress and walked out. She happened to hear Monk Chen's description and couldn't help but exclaim.
Song Qingshu also had a strange expression. It really was a small world.
Before he could finish sighing, there was a sound not far away. A few bodyguards had been sent flying back into the courtyard. A man walked in. His eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like a phoenix, but his face was pale and haggard. Who else could it be but Yang Guo?
Yang Guo barged in and didn't even look at the others. His gaze fell on Pucha Qiucao who was by the door. When he saw her messy dress, he couldn't help but frown. He said in a low voice, "Miss Qiucao, I'll take you away."
It turned out that ever since Yang Guo disappeared from the Throne Room, he had been searching for Xiao Longnu's whereabouts. It wasn't easy for him to hear that Xiao Longnu had appeared in the vicinity of Lin 'an. In the end, he ran over and found nothing. Just as he was distressed and sad, he happened to hear a merchant from the north talking about the failed coup attempt by Pucha and Ahhu. His entire family was thrown into prison.
He immediately thought of his nominal fiancée. Although he didn't like her, now that she was in trouble and they had such a relationship, how could he just stand by and watch?
It just so happened that he couldn't find any news of Xiao Long Nu so he decided to return to the Jin Kingdom and save Pucha Qiucao first. After asking around in Daxing Constabulary for a few days, he finally learned that she had come to the Grand Tutor's residence today. He wanted to sneak in and rescue her, but the security at the residence was much tighter than he had imagined. He had no choice but to expose himself.
"Brother Yang!" Looking at this betrothed fiancé, Pu Cha Autumn Grass's tears immediately flowed out. If he had come two hours earlier, she might have disregarded everything and left with him, but now … what should have happened had already happened. She had already been touched by another man, so how could she leave with him?
Seeing that she didn't say anything and just silently cried, coupled with her untidy clothes and messy hair, how could Yang Guo not guess what had happened? He couldn't help but snort coldly, "This person bullied you. I'll kill him for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the heavy sword in his hand at Song Qingshu like a ferocious tiger coming down from the mountain. If this strike landed, Song Qingshu would either be split in half or be smashed into meat paste.
During this period of time, all sorts of things had not been going his way. On top of that, he couldn't find Xiao Long Nu. Yang Guo had been suppressing his anger for a long time. Today, with the provocation of Pu Cha Autumn Grass, he instantly exploded.
Song Qingshu, on the other hand, stood there, unmoved. Instead, it was the women beside him and the guards who were panicking. The guards all raised their swords and charged over, but it was a pity that the Ancient Tomb Sect's lightness kungfu was unparalleled in the martial world. Although Yang Guo was wielding a heavy sword, they still couldn't catch up to him.
Song Qingshu frowned and thought to himself, "With Yang Guo's level of martial arts, these guards probably won't be able to stop him. Don't tell me I have to do it myself? But if I do that, I might expose something … "
At this critical moment, Monk Wanyan Chen, who was beside him, roared in anger. He picked up a stone table beside him and used it as a weapon. The stone table probably weighed a few hundred pounds, but when he swung it around, it didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all.
Originally, many of the guards were unconvinced that Tang Kuo Bian had placed so much importance on him and rewarded him. But when they saw his innate divine strength, their jaws dropped and they no longer had any thoughts of being unconvinced.
With a loud bang, the heavy sword and the stone table collided, creating a large series of sparks in the dark night. Unfortunately, the stone table's quality couldn't compare to the Darksteel Heavy Sword. After the violent collision, it shattered into pieces, causing a huge commotion in the backyard. Everyone hurriedly dodged the flying stones.
At the same time, a pile of stones flew towards Song Qingshu. Wanyan Zhongjie, who was beside him, waved his sword and skillfully flicked the stone to the other side. Even so, she still felt her wrist go numb. She couldn't help but secretly smack her lips at the strength of the blow. If one of the stones contained such strength, then one could imagine how much force the two of them had to endure at the center of the explosion.
Monk Wanyan Chen flew backwards, rolling on the ground a few times before stabilizing himself. A trace of red flashed across his face. Clearly, he had suffered serious internal injuries just now. Yang Guo wasn't much better off.
Yang Guo wasn't much better off, he had to take a few steps back before he could steady himself. The collision just now had made his blood boil. Out of all the people he had seen, Da 'erba was the only one with innate divine strength, but the person in front of him had even more divine strength than Da' erba.
"Men, take this assassin down!" Pucha Alihu was both angry and anxious. If anything happened to "Tang Kuo Bian" here, then the entire Grand Preceptor's residence would be in trouble.
At this time, the guards of the Grand Preceptor's residence and Tang Kuo Bian's subordinates had already reacted. Many archers had already arrived and were waiting for the order to shoot ten thousand arrows through the heart.
Yang Guo frowned and directly stabbed his heavy sword into the ground. Then, he opened his mouth and let out a deep dragon's roar. The surrounding guards were caught off guard and were injured by his powerful sound waves. They all covered their ears and fell to the ground in pain. How could they still have the strength to hold their bows and arrows?
Monk Wanyan Chen and Wanyan Zhongjie were stronger than the guards, so they could just barely hold on. Pucha Qiucao and Alihu were even weaker than the guards. Song Qingshu didn't want the two of them to be injured here, so he secretly held their hands and sent a wave of zhenqi into them. Immediately, the two of them felt the nauseous feeling in their hearts gradually disappear.
Yang Guo took advantage of the chaos of the surrounding guards to leap up and stab at Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu sighed inwardly. Now that things had come to this, he could only make a move. However, at this crucial moment, Pucha Qiucao suddenly spread out her arms and stood in front of him.
"Wait!" Pucha Qiucao hurriedly shouted. At this time, she was also extremely afraid. If Yang Guo couldn't retract his sword in time, she would probably end up like the stone slab — no, her fate would be even worse than the stone slab's. After all, her flesh and blood wasn't as sturdy as the stone slab's.
Fortunately, Yang Guo's martial arts had already reached perfection, and he could retract and release his sword as he pleased. The heavy sword stopped less than three inches away from her. "What exactly is going on?"
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