When the drums in the central square sounded, there was only a "bang" sound in the Jinhai Pavilion Restaurant.

The array mask finally burst into pieces.

"The trap has been broken!"

Many assassins in Ming Pavilion's eyes lit up, and they immediately fell to the ground exhausted.

Obviously, everyone's condition at the moment is not very good.

After a whole night of high-intensity consumption, the spiritual energy in their bodies was almost exhausted, as if they were exhausted.

This is undoubtedly the calculation of the eldest prince Yan Peng.

Although the trap can be broken, in the end, everyone's combat strength will be reduced by half, and even if they rush to the palace for support, there will be no threat.

"If you can still move, let's go!"

Dark Eagle frowned slightly and glanced at everyone with sharp eyes.

After saying that, he, Long Jiu and Feng Ming, the other two team leaders, rushed to the wall of the corridor without any delay and quickly opened the entrance to the secret passage.

However, almost all the members of the Ming Pavilion present chose to stay.

In this regard, the three team leaders did not give any mandatory orders.

They knew in their hearts that with the current state of these people, even if they insisted on accompanying them, they might not be able to play a big role or even become a burden.

However, at this time, a figure followed him.

This person is none other than Lin Hao.

"If you are tired, there is no need to hold on."

From the corner of his eye, Dark Eagle noticed Lin Hao following behind him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The underlying message does not seem to be concern.

After all, Lin Hao's cultivation level is the weakest. Everyone else wisely chose to stay, but this guy still wanted to fight.

There is absolutely no difference between this and dying.

"Jing Ke, please stay."

Ziye, as his partner, also warned.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Lin Hao looked calm and said calmly.

He had been slacking off when everyone was attacking the formation before, so he was naturally full of energy now.

Of course, he couldn't say this explicitly.

Moreover, his real power is not himself, but a group of system pets.

"Okay, if you can survive, I will remember you for your contribution!"

The leader of Dark Eagle didn't talk too much.

After saying this, he moved and rushed directly into the entrance of the passage.

After Feng Ming and Long Jiu looked at Lin Hao strangely, they turned around and entered the passage.

Lin Hao looked indifferent.

If you are still alive, I will remember you for your contribution.

It sounded like he was going to die on this trip.

In response, Lin Hao didn't have time to talk to them, so he took a step forward, followed the three team leaders of Ming Pavilion, and rushed into the entrance of the underground passage.

In this way, there were only four members dispatched from Ming Pavilion this time.

In the dim passage, Lin Hao followed the movements of You Long Bu and combined with the use of the artistic conception of the wind, he followed behind at a very fast speed.

Finding that Lin Hao showed no signs of falling behind, the three team leaders in front all nodded secretly, which was regarded as recognition of Lin Hao.

After all, after a whole night of exertion, he still has some energy left, which is already very difficult for a sixth-level warrior.

Phew! Phew! Phew...!!

When they reached the end of the passage, a strange sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.

"There's a hidden arrow!"

Lin Hao and others were shocked.

But in this environment, they can't avoid it.

At that moment, powerful spiritual energy surged from Dark Eagle's body, and the black sickle in his hand suddenly struck.

Swish——!

A sharp blade suddenly shot out.

All the arrows that were shot were cut off and successfully intercepted.

Boo hoo hoo!!!

However, soon, another batch of hidden arrows roared from the depths of the passage!

Buzz!

At this time, Feng Ming, the leader of the Yun Group, had already carved a fire rune, and the red light flashed.

boom--!

In an instant, the manic flames spurted out, while resisting those hidden arrows, they also illuminated the entire passage instantly.

Lin Hao and the others took a closer look and immediately discovered that there were a large number of archers lurking deep in the passage.

Judging from their uniform armor and attire, they are all palace guards!

It is not difficult to see that this group of Guardsmen has obviously been ambushing here.

"If you don't want to die, go back!"

Deep in the dark passage, a threatening voice came out.

"I want to see who wants to die!"

Facing the intimidation from a group of minions, the three team leaders had a sneer on their lips.

Whoosh!

Immediately, like three vigorous cheetahs, they suddenly swooped out.

Ahhhhh!!!

For a while, shrill screams continued to sound.

Facing the attacks of three top assassins, this battle was like a massacre.

Lin Hao didn't even have a chance to take action. When he reacted, the more than 100 Guardsmen intercepted in front were completely wiped out.

Lin Hao was secretly speechless after seeing such fierce killing techniques.

"Walk!"

After killing all the enemies, the three team leaders continued to move quickly towards the end of the passage without any stagnation, completely ignoring Lin Hao who was following behind.

…

At this time, on the high platform of the central square.

As the ninety-six drums sounded, the figure of King Yan, accompanied by many palace guards and maids, began to appear in everyone's sight.

This king, who is now over seventy years old, was very popular when he was young, but now he is a twilight old man who is showing signs of morbidity.

For today's celebration, Old Yan Wang specially put on a gorgeous royal robe and a golden crown with a circle of diamonds inlaid on the surface, which shone in the sun and was extremely dazzling.

He walked very slowly, his sluggish pace completely revealing his aging body.

That wrinkled face was full of dignity.

A pair of eyes, half open and half closed, flashing with a faint sparkle.

This imperial power that had been accumulated for many years made all the people present, as well as officials and generals, lower their heads and shout respectfully:

"Welcome to His Majesty King Yan!"

Then, with the support of two maids, King Yan slowly walked to the golden dragon chair on the high platform.

At this location, which is the highest point of the platform, you can overlook everything in the central square.

Looking down at the power that belongs to him alone!

One step down, there are five seats in total.

The chair at the front is all golden and shaped like a dragon chair, but its size is one size smaller.

Everyone knows that this position is that of the prince.

It has been empty since the prince died suddenly five years ago.
To be continued...