History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 65 Assassin Swordsman
"Whoosh!" The moon was high, but after a gust of wind, dark clouds covered the moon. The soldiers who were originally guarding the carriage looked at each other in surprise.

Why is the wind so cold?

Feng Yun, who was sitting quietly in the carriage, opened his eyes slightly and pushed open the curtain.

It was completely dark, with only the bonfires lit by the guards illuminating the surroundings.

"Weiji Hexagram!"

Following Feng Yun's murmur, a vague barrier enveloped the team.

"Whoosh whoosh!" Arrow feathers struck one after another.

Without any help, they all slipped to the sides.

"Sword of Ceremony!" Feng Yun used his finger as a sword and waved his hand with a graceful expression.

"Clang!" A sharp sword penetrated through the wooden door, making a golden sound, but was blocked by the ceremonial sword.

"Assassins, there are assassins, protect Fengjun!"

These Yue soldiers picked up their spears and attacked the shadow assassin who had sneaked into the carriage.

But at this moment, black shadows appeared one after another, using deft steps and sharp swords to wipe the necks of these armored soldiers one by one.

When Feng Yun saw this, he said sternly: "But Yuejun sent me to kill me, Feng Yun!"

Before these shadow assassins could make a sound, Feng Yunli's sword flew up and turned into a number of twelve, quickly coming out in the direction of his finger.

"Dang block!"

These shadow assassins are all good players, and the twelve ceremonial swords can't help them, but this also slows down their progress and avoids the casualties of the armored soldiers.

"Uh!" The assassin who had sneaked into the side of Feng Yun's carriage earlier was penetrated by a spear, but he also took away several armored soldiers.

The bloody atmosphere spread, and what Feng Yun said just now was that Yue Jun ordered to kill, which made the armored soldiers hesitate slightly and became at a loss.

Feng Yun looked at it and saw the leader of the armored soldiers roaring: "Our mission is to protect Lord Feng when he returns home."

After saying that, he immediately pointed his spear at the shadow assassin in the distance, and the group of armored soldiers did not make a struggle, and hurriedly surrounded Feng Yun, forming a corner-to-corner posture to guard the surroundings.

Feng Yun was cautious. Besides these armored soldiers, a huge white fox appeared and guarded Feng Yun's back.

This is the "Book of Mountains and Seas" - Strange Beast Magic, which can summon the strange beasts recorded in the "Book of Mountains and Seas" to appear and help.

"White Fox." The assassins looked at each other, but their killing intent remained unchanged.

Assassins, once they receive the Lord's order, will live towards death.

Their only goal now is to kill Feng Yun, otherwise they will die without mercy.

Feng Yun also noticed the beliefs of these people.

But he is not afraid of it. Even if he leaves the Yue Kingdom, he can still use his innate power.

"innate?"

I saw a man in black robe slowly walking out, exuding a suppressed aura. His body was dressed in a strong suit, which seemed to be made for ease of movement.

"Bang!" A white hand passed across his waist, and the man pulled out his sword. The warrior's inner breath rippling on the sword's edge seemed to turn into a stream of light, flying towards Feng Yun.

swordsman!

"Disperse!" Feng Yunwen's energy wavered, and he pushed the armored soldiers in front of him away, and then the salute swords clashed, crushing the sword energy with a fierce move.

And the swordsman had already jumped up and slashed the blade towards Feng Yun's neck.

Weiji Gua!
Just a sliver.

"Yo!" The white fox behind Feng Yun roared and pounced, throwing the swordsman aside.

But its innate inner energy exploded and defeated the white fox in an instant.

Feng Yun's skill in the Classic of Mountains and Seas and Strange Beasts was only first-class, and coupled with his 79 level literary spirit, he could only reach the first-class level of a literati.

But this swordsman is innate and difficult to deal with.

"Buzz!" The scattered white fox gathered together again. This time, he rushed towards the swordsman at an even faster speed.

"Do it!" The swordsman roared angrily, and the assassins lurking behind rushed towards the armored soldiers.

The armored soldiers also began to line up to fight. For a moment, the place was like a small battlefield, with swords ringing, gold shaking, and blood staining... "Yo!" The white fox pounced on the swordsman.

Disdain flashed in the swordsman's eyes.

"Fengjun, you left the country of Yue and without the will of the king of Yue, how can you use the luck of the country of Yue?"

"Just surrender and hand over the "Ode to Dayu". When you return to Yue Kingdom, Yuejun will let you live..."

"Ha!" The warrior shouted angrily, and the white fox exploded, turning into countless white mist of literary energy, and began to dissipate.

"Fengjun, I am not an assassin, and I don't want to hurt you. Just follow me..."

"squeak…"

"Squeak..."

The bird screamed...

The martial artist felt a buzzing sound all around him, and when he looked again, the dissipated literary energy turned into individual birds.

"Fengjun, these birds are not as good as white foxes. Could they be trying to delay time?"

In this wilderness, the swordsman came with his sword and rushed towards Feng Yun.

but listen.

"The strategy of sharing weal and woe is to use small things to make big things happen..."

All the metal birds seemed to be one, connected into a large net, covering the swordsman.

The swordsman felt that his body was heavy and it was difficult to move.

He held the sword in his hand and slashed. When he wanted to break through the net of the metal birds, the metal birds pushed away as if they knew it in advance. When he returned the sword, the metal birds flew back again.

After doing this several times, the swordsman only felt a headache.

Working together, level 21, and Feng Yun's literary talent has reached the innate category. This swordsman also has an innate talent made by using the luck of the Yue Kingdom. It is only superficial. At this time, Feng Yun is also restrained and unable to break through.

Feng Yunli's sword came out again, but instead of killing the swordsman, he went to help the armored soldiers.

Not long after, those assassins were all captured.

"Huh... Mr. Feng is very capable, but I underestimated the literati's methods." In Ye Niao's big net, the swordsman was also exhausted, unable to break the siege of the two brothers, and could only glare at Feng Yun. , holding the sword tightly in his hand.

"Fengjun, these assassins?" A soldier covered in blood stepped forward and asked.

Feng Yun glanced around and saw that many armored soldiers were covered in bloodstains, and some even had their hands and feet broken.

"Kill them. They are trained warriors. If you don't kill me, they will only die. And you are injured, and you can't escort them to the court."

"promise."

"Puff puff..." There were sounds of spears piercing through.

Here, Feng Yun looked at the swordsman and saw a faint light on his sword, as if he was accumulating strength.

"Why did you shoot at me?"

Feng Yun couldn't figure it out. He had clearly given Yuejun a reason not to take action against him, and judging from Yuejun's previous reaction, he was willing to accept this reason.

Besides, this group of armored soldiers who were protecting him were good candidates for an ambush, but they were protecting him at this time.

This group of assassins and swordsmen seemed to have arrived temporarily...

Although Feng Yun was asking, he was also thinking about the reason.

The swordsman didn't answer. He had his own faith. Although he was not like a dead warrior who lived toward death, like a puppet, he would not betray his faith and betray Yuejun.

"You can kill me, Mr. Feng." The swordsman said, but the sword in his hand trembled faintly, as if he could strike another fatal blow at any time.

Feng Yun took a step forward, and the swordsman's eyes lit up.

But the next moment, his neck felt cold. He looked down and saw a young two-tailed white fox biting his neck fiercely, trying to kill it.

The swordsman tried to grab it with both hands, but the wild birds suppressed him.

His vitality has been completely exposed to the white fox's sharp mouth...

(End of this chapter)