It was said that the Deer Reaping Tower that had gradually surfaced was regarded as the eleventh sect in the world by the wulin. It specialized in cultivating assassins who treated killing like dirt. They took money to eliminate disasters for others. No matter the identity of the person they killed, whether it was a high official or a top master who had already made a name for himself in the jianghu, as long as the price was right, the Deer Reaping Tower would take the job. Even if the assassins died and suffered heavy losses, the Deer Reaping Tower would only continue to send a second and third batch. They would not stop until they reached their goal. After killing someone, they would cut off the head to show the reputation of the Deer Reaping Tower to their employer. It was widely rumored in the jianghu that when Hsu Fengnian was still His Royal Highness, the assassins who killed Wang Mingyin for him outside Xiangfan City and the men of sacrifice who later killed the Celestial Realm grandmaster Liu Haoshi all came from the most mysterious ninth tower of the Deer Reaping Tower. However, as for the truth, after Hsu Fengnian ascended to the top of the jianghu, it became an unsolved case. The Deer Reaping Tower shrouded in fog would not give an answer, and no one dared to ask in front of the young King.
After killing the two assassins that were very likely to have come from the Deer Reaping Tower, Commander Qian's face was pale. He quickly raised his trembling left hand and tapped a few major acupuncture points in front of his chest, causing the Qi and blood that had been flowing normally in his meridians to immediately take a different path. He had to turn the blood groove near his wound into a place of death without help because the tip of the female man of sacrifice's sword was coated with poison. Once it seeped into his bone marrow, even an immortal on earth would not be able to save him. However, in this way, his life was not in danger for the time being. Commander Qian also lost the ability to continue fighting. He was afraid that the assassins still had people lurking in the shadows, so he quickly turned his head and said in a low voice, "Three eunuchs, we have to leave this place."
In reality, from the first assassin splitting open the screen to Commander Qian speaking, it had only been a few blinks of an eye.
At this moment, an angry roar came from outside the screen to Eunuch Liu's right. An ancient voice sounded above the heads of the three eunuchs of the Directorate of Credentials and Commander Qian. There was endless joy in the voice. "Castrated dogs of Great Peace City! You came to Beiliang's territory to show off, and now you want to leave?! "
Eunuch Song, whose bloated body was squeezed into the yellow rosewood chair, was pushed back along with the chair. It was clear that this Great Eunuch of the Directorate of Credentials was terrified.
Eunuch Ma, who looked extremely heroic without his red python robe, had somehow circled to Eunuch Liu's right side. He raised his head and looked at the man and sword flying down. The burly eunuch had one hand behind his back and the other clenched into a fist on his abdomen. He sneered softly, "I'm waiting for you traitors!"
Eunuch Liu, who was sitting as steadily as Mount Tai, glanced at the old man with a head full of frost and snow. He sighed softly and drank the cup of Green Ant Wine in his hand.
The remaining people at the table behind the screen on the right all followed the white-haired swordsman, who was the most senior of them all, and flew towards the three eunuchs from the capital. For a moment, the screen seemed to be filled with butterflies and bees. It was a beautiful sight.
In this group, other than a few who had taken down their weapons and placed them on the table, the others didn't get up to retrieve their weapons from the wooden racks. This was also why Commander Qian didn't immediately inform the three eunuchs. In Commander Qian's eyes, these nine people had been chatting merrily about Xuanyuan Ziyi on the Great Snow Plains and comprehending immortality through observing snow for one night. Of the four Young Grandmasters, Banished Immortal of the Taibai Sword Sect was the most likely to become the leader in the future. They were just ordinary people who wandered the jianghu, and they racked their brains to gather together wherever they could accumulate prestige for their faction. They tried to curry favor with famous jianghu figures, exchanged pointers with fellow jianghu cultivators, and became sworn brothers with those who shared similar ideals. Commander Qian, who had once relied on an iron blade to conquer the world, had seen too many of these jianghu figures more than ten years ago. Compared to the two true men of sacrifice, this kind of trash couldn't be measured. However, Commander Qian felt a strong sense of unease in his heart for no reason. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the blade in his hand and turned his head to look at those jianghu experts who, logically speaking, should have reached a higher level of jianghu, but definitely couldn't be counted as assassins.
The old swordsman, who had pounced down with the momentum of a lion hunting a rabbit, suddenly saw a blur in front of his eyes.
Then, this old man, who had always been extremely confident in his swordsmanship, felt as if a sledgehammer had struck a bell in his chest. He came quickly and left even faster. Before he landed on the ground, he was already a corpse with blood flowing out of his seven orifices.
The old man's corpse that flew out collided with a young woman in white fluttering behind him. After flipping over the screen, they both fell onto the table together. Then, the table full of dishes and bowls slid to the ground. It was unknown whether the woman was dead or alive.
Commander Qian suddenly shouted sternly, "Be careful below the screen!"
As it turned out, there were nine people at the table, but only eight assassins had leaped over the screen.
The missing person was destined to be the trump card at the bottom of the box.
First, they threw out bait as a smokescreen at the cost of two lives. Then, they pretended to be weak, and finally, they coincided with each other.
This kind of calculated assassination was meticulous and sinister. One after another, it was impossible to guard against.
Commander Qian had already seen through the killing intent after realizing that something was wrong. That Eunuch Ma's reaction was not slow either. However, that ninth person who seemed to "leisurely" walk out from behind the screen could be said to come and go like a ghost. His move was earth-shattering.
With just a tap of his foot, his body rushed forward as fast as rolling thunder. His two hands moved forward, and two short swords were hidden in his sleeves. Because his body rushed forward so quickly, the sword qi of the short swords, which were less than five inches long, seemed to leave behind two slender but resplendent white rainbows in the air.
Fortunately, Eunuch Ma heard Commander Qian's warning and took a step back. The two hidden swords did not pierce his chest on the spot. Even so, his chest was still pierced with two bloody holes.
Eunuch Ma, who was so angry that he laughed, opened his eyes wide. Although he was seriously injured, his vigorous aura did not drop in the slightest. His five fingers were like hooks, grabbing the assassin's head. With a casual swing, he threw the corpse, which had five nails nailed into the head, against the wall.
When the hidden sword assassin died, he sat on the ground with his back against the wall.
There was a smile at the corner of his mouth.
He seemed to have already seen the glory of the final battle.
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