Chapter 333: Crossbow Arrow, Iron Wood Cage

Author: Taiqing Yaodao

Chapter 333: Crossbow Arrow, Iron Wood Cage

"Dong dong dong..." The sound of heavy dusk drums sounded, startling a flock of birds.

In the originally peaceful courtyard of the house facing the street, the two people who had been hiding in the corner suddenly stood up with shock on their faces.

Both of them wore gray short robes, were of medium height, and were male. Their faces originally looked ordinary, but after this surprise, their temperaments suddenly changed.

The sharpness and bloodiness in their eyes were no longer hidden, their breaths were twitching involuntarily and rapidly, their left and right hands dropped at the same time, and two sword hilts appeared in their respective hands at the same time.

"There was an accident, Broken Palm." The tall and thin man raised his head, looked at the darkening sky above his head, and said softly: "The curfew has been advanced."

"A full quarter of an hour ahead of schedule!" Duanzhang's face was extremely solemn. He stared at his companion and asked, "Qie life, do you want to continue the plan?"

"Do we have to refuse?" Qie Ming shook his head in embarrassment and said quietly: "You know Fang Yunxiu's order. Either we take the head of the King of Nanchang back, or we take our own head back."

Severing Palm, Cutting Life, and Tianyin Sect are two great killers.

In his early years, he practiced in Wusheng Dao, and later returned to the main altar. Two months ago, he assassinated the assassin Wang Fanglin.

Wu governor Shi Li Ai died on the spot, while the governor Wang Fanglin and Sima Qinming luckily escaped.

Even without Li Xuan, Wang Fanglin would have died soon after.

"But something unexpected happened, and our plan must also change." Duanzhang stared at Qie Ming.

For such a big event as the assassination of the King of Nanchang, there cannot be any surprises.

Once an accident occurs, it will most likely mean that the two of them will die here.

Qie Ming leaned back slightly, as if listening carefully to the sounds on the street outside, or saying to himself: "Today's opponent is very difficult..."

"What do you mean?" Duanzhang asked casually.

"I am studying our opponent's movements and responses. The early curfew already shows that he is alert."

Qie Ming sighed softly and asked: "You know Wei Xuanzang, King of Medicine, have you seen him?"

Duanzhang shook his head and said, "No, but I have heard that he was a ruthless guy, just like Sun Simiao. I don't know how many fellow practitioners died in his hands."

Wei Xuanzang and Sun Simiao were both Taoist priests, and they were also famous doctors in the world, but countless evil people had died at their hands.

Qie Ming nodded and said, "King Nanchang is the direct disciple of Medicine King Wei Xuanzang."

Duanzhang raised his eyebrows: "This is really troublesome!"

"Yes." Qie Ming exclaimed with bloodshot eyes, "I can feel that our Wuzhou Hall Master is a little anxious."

"Afraid?" Broken Palm didn't respond, and the topic of life-threatening matters changed too quickly.

"Who wouldn't be anxious when encountering a difficult opponent? What's more, such opponents come one after another without stopping, and each one is more powerful than the last." Qie Ming's face completely darkened.

Qie Ming himself did not agree with this assassination. The fake assassination at the city gate had clearly indicated that the King of Nanchang had targeted them.

With the other party on full alert, it was already very difficult to take action, and now something unexpected happened.

He stretched out his hand to hold down the throbbing heart, and said with a solemn expression: "I assassinated Wang Fanglin back then. Although I couldn't kill him, I still bought two months for the sect. But now this Nanchang Wang Gang has transferred

Come on, in just two days, half of our two-month plan will be destroyed. If it continues, who knows what will happen. No wonder he is anxious, but people who are anxious tend to make mistakes."

Duanzhang shook his head indifferently and said, "Kill the King of Nanchang and all the impatience will disappear."

"Yes, to kill the King of Nanchang, you must kill the King of Nanchang."

Qie Ming's face turned cold instantly. Suddenly, his expression changed. He looked behind the eaves and said softly: "They are coming!"

…

On the empty street, a group of people came slowly from a distance.

The leader was Yan Tao, a soldier from Wuzhou. Behind him, there was a group of elite soldiers wearing fish scale armor and holding long swords.

Everyone had serious faces, sharp eyes, and looked around with great vigilance.

Behind them, there is a group of red-clad and golden-armored Qianniu guards, holding the reins in one hand and the handle of the Qianniu knife in the other.

Wary eyes crossed the long street and stared closely at the watchtower in the distance.

The entire street is under the gaze of the watchtower, and no disturbance can escape the watchtower's eye.

Today, although the curfew was brought forward, none of Li Xuan's people relaxed their vigilance.

In the center of the Thousand Oxen Guards, guarding a black-framed carriage, was still followed by a group of Thousand Oxen Guards, and behind it was another group of soldiers.

The speed of the car is not fast, nor does it need to be fast.

Because just two more corners ahead is their destination today, Bayong Tower.

In the darkness, a pair of sharp eyes stared closely at the black carriage guarded in the center.

The breathing was silent and almost completely disappeared.

Just as the carriage turned a corner, a huge blue cloth suddenly flew out from behind the house on the street.

In the blink of an eye, he flew over the black carriage.

Before everyone could react, the huge blue cloth suddenly fell down and covered the black carriage in the blink of an eye.

Two gray figures appeared faintly on the blue cloth, and there was also a cold blade light.

Yan Tao, who was the first to see this scene clearly, immediately couldn't help shouting: "There are assassins, there are assassins, there are assassins!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Tao jumped up and rushed towards the black carriage, but by this time, it was already too late.

In mid-air, Yan Tao saw two pairs of eyes with pride and sneer, standing on the carriage.

Four extremely sharp daggers stabbed into the carriage at the same time.

Then, a "boom" sound was heard.

The roof of the black-framed carriage suddenly collapsed, and as the blue silk fabric flashed, two pairs of stunned eyes could be clearly seen.

In an instant, two figures fell directly into the carriage.

The sound of "Quack!" sounded like lightning.

Between the bursts of machine sounds, the iron wood moved, and a steel cage that had been prepared long ago appeared in everyone's sight.

"Damn it, it's a trap!" Brokenhand's angry voice came from the carriage.

At this moment, Yan Tao's figure floated to the ground.

After glancing at the carriage in front of him, Yan Tao didn't hesitate at all. He waved his hand forward instantly, and a cold voice came out: "Crossbowmen, volley!"

The Qianniu guards, government soldiers, and soldiers all around took out their hidden crossbows at once.

Aiming at the carriage, he immediately pulled the trigger.

In an instant, a hail of arrows came directly towards the carriage like a dark cloud.

"Bang bang bang!" The crossbow arrows tore through the thin car body, then hit the steel fence hard and fell directly to the ground.

But more crossbow arrows have passed through the fence and penetrated hard into the steel cage.

Waves of sword waterfalls kept flashing in the prison cage, and countless crossbow arrows were quickly blocked.

Duanzhang and Qie Ming already had extremely embarrassed expressions on their faces, but at this moment they had no time to think about it.

The steel cage above your head and below your feet cannot be broken in a moment, but the rain of arrows in front of you can kill someone immediately.

No matter how skilled the two of them are, their bodies are just mortal.

Countless crossbow arrows were fired at him and they were shot into a sieve, and he would still die.

The strength of Duan Zhang and Qie Ming is extremely high, and they are also top-notch in the entire Wuzhou Hall.

However, no matter how powerful you are, if you are trapped in such a small area, you will inevitably make mistakes.

"Ugh!" Broken Palm suddenly grunted in pain.

Qie Ming glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately saw a crossbow arrow nailed to Duanzhang's foot.

Under the severe pain, problems with the sword path of Duanzhang immediately appeared.

"Puff puff!"

Suddenly, more crossbow arrows passed through the sword curtain of Broken Palm and shot directly at him...

Qie Ming leaned firmly behind Broken Palm, waving the two daggers in his hands and paying equal attention to his feet.

He could feel that the body of Duanzhang behind him had gradually become colder.

It was Qie Ming who used his own body to hold it up, preventing the broken palm from slipping down.

And Broken Hand's body also became a life-threatening human shield, blocking the crossbow arrows that kept coming from behind him.

In a sudden moment, the crossbow arrows disappeared in mid-air, and Qie Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that this round of crossbow arrows had been fired and the archer was replacing the receiver. This was his only chance to escape...

Before the thoughts in Qie Ming's mind could fully arise, at that moment, a dozen extremely sharp spears were stabbed at him from all directions.
To be continued...