The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 816 Assassin [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket]

"Do it!"

Before Yan Yan could see the cold light, the Yan envoy suddenly shouted, then grabbed the dagger hidden in the map and stabbed it straight into Yan Yan's chest.

The young man who came with the special envoy from the State of Yan directly snatched the sword from the soldier next to him and slashed at the soldier with the sword, blocking the steps of the other soldiers and guards.

Mo Ya had never expected that there would be someone in the world who would dare to assassinate Yan Yan, so he didn't pay attention at the beginning and let the Yan State envoy present the map and the letter to Yan Yan himself, giving the other party the opportunity to get close to Yan Yan.

"Huh?" The Yan State envoy stabbed a sword into Yan Yan's chest, but his face changed instantly, and the disguise mask on his face was also pulled.

He didn't expect that Yan Yan, who was recognized by the world as the best martial artist of the younger generation and a great martial arts master, was still in the palace, and was wearing the red flame armor specially made for top generals by Bingzhou and Mohism under his royal robes.

So even though he got close to Yan Yan and stabbed him unexpectedly, the dagger was unable to penetrate the Red Flame Armor.

However, although the dagger did not pierce the red flame armor, the internal force carried by the dagger still penetrated the red flame armor and knocked Yan Yan back.

"Go!" After missing the first attack, the Yan envoy also wanted to withdraw, so he thought of using the force of this attack to retreat.

And he did retreat, to the side of the young man who had followed him.

But it was not as he expected that he would retreat on his own initiative.

When he stabbed Yan Yan with his sword, Yan Yan's body reacted instinctively. Between life and death, his righteous energy automatically condensed into a force. The majestic, strong and powerful true energy burst out in an instant, shocking the Yan envoy away.

"Want to leave?" Yan Yan's eyes were grim. He stepped forward and rushed forward. In a flash, he appeared beside the Yan State's envoy and slapped him heavily.

The assassin could only raise the dagger and stab Yan Yan's palm.

However, Yan Yan turned a deaf ear to him and slapped the dagger regardless, intending to smash the opponent's head with one palm.

"not good!"

When his palm collided with the dagger, the assassin's face changed again.

He overlooked one point. Yan Yan was not only one of the only two masters of internal martial arts who had cultivated a righteous spirit in thousands of years, but he was also the master of horizontal training second only to Dian Qing in the world.

His dagger was not a famous sword like Yuchang. Even a famous sword would find it difficult to break the body of Master Henglian, not to mention that his dagger was just an ordinary dagger.

So, under Yan Yan's angry palm strike, the dagger was smashed into pieces, and at the same time, his palm also hit heavily on the assassin's arm holding the dagger.

The assassin only felt a blue light flashing before his eyes, and a sharp pain came from his right hand instantly. He knew that his right hand was disabled.

From the metacarpal bones to the carpal bones and then to the radius, all were shattered by this palm strike. One could even see the radius was broken in the middle, piercing the arm muscles, and the bones collapsed with blood all over them.

"Die!" Yan Yan did not intend to let the other party go just like that. After a palm strike, his palm turned into a claw and directly grabbed the other party's shoulder, instantly crushing the other party's shoulder blade.

"Ah..." The assassin never expected that his sword couldn't even hurt Yan Yan at all. Yan Yan was hit by the sword at such a close distance, but he was able to fight back in an instant.

However, facing Yan Yan, who was furious and fully capable of fighting, his cultivation, which he was so proud of, was so vulnerable that he didn't even have the chance or qualifications to fight back.

"Ka Ka..." Yan Yan attacked again, punching the opponent on the right cheek, instantly dislocating the opponent's upper and lower jaws, leaving him no chance to commit suicide. Finally, he appeared behind the assassin and kicked him on the vest, kicking the assassin towards Mo Ya, who had come to his senses and came to protect him.

Mo Ya also knew that Yan Yan wanted to capture him alive, so he slashed the feather blade in his hand across the opponent's still intact left wrist and leg ankles, cutting the opponent's hand and foot tendons.

Yan Yan did not stop and dodged towards the young man who was fighting with other guards.

The young man heard a strong wind coming from his ear, and turned around, only to find that the person coming was not his teammate, but Yan Yan. When he looked at his teammate again, he found that the other party had turned into a bloody man, with his limbs forked by other guards like a dead dog, and he was nailed to the ground, wailing in pain.

The boy's reaction was not slow. When he saw that the person coming was not his teammate, he immediately punched Yan Yan in the chest, forcing Yan Yan to withdraw his hand.

However, the young man obviously underestimated the power of Yan Yan's horizontal training. His enormous strength, which had always been invincible, failed to shake the opponent at all. Instead, his punch was like hitting a diamond rock, which broke his wrist. He was shocked by the force of his own punch and staggered back a few steps.

The armored guards who were still fighting with him took the opportunity to knock him down with a sweep of the leg, and then locked his limbs and neck with long swords and huge axes, nailing him to the ground.

"You are not special envoys from the State of Yan!" Yan Yan then retracted his aura and looked at the young man with cold eyes.

If he hadn't been used to wearing the Red Flame Armor, and if the assassin's internal strength hadn't been weak, if it had been any other master who had been immersed in the sword master's training for many years, that sword would probably have killed him, or at least seriously injured him.

After all, even a master of horizontal training would not feel good if he was hit by a sword master with all his strength at close range when he was caught off guard.

The young man was unwilling and stubborn, staring at Yan Yan hatefully but saying nothing.

"You were born with double pupils. Even if you don't tell me, I know who you are!" Only then did Yan Yan notice the double pupils in the boy's eyes!
The young master of the Xiang family, Xiang Ji!

He could understand why the Xiang family wanted to assassinate him. After all, the destruction of the Tenglong Legion and the death of Xiang Yan had a lot to do with him.

But with Xiang Ji's intelligence, he would never come up with a plan to pretend to be an envoy of Yan State to assassinate him!
"Tell him to stop screaming!" Yan Yan turned his head and looked at the main assassin who was lying on the ground wailing.

Mo Ya nodded, stepped forward quickly, and reconnected the assassin's jaw that had been dislocated to prevent suicide, while removing the disguise mask on his face.

"It's you!" Mo Ya exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the face under the mask.

"Yan Dan!" Yan Yan could guess who the other person was without even looking closely.

Since the one who came to assassinate him was Xiang Ji, the other one must be the one who rescued Xiang Ji from the battlefield, the former prince of Yan State, Yan Dan.

Like Xiang Ji, Yan Dan's eyes were red and he looked at Yan Yan with tears and blood. If it weren't for Yan Yan, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

If he had not fallen to such a state, he would not have been reduced to the point where he had no one to use and had to assassinate others himself.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

"I'm very curious, why do you want to kill me?" This is what Yan Yan is most confused about.

Even if Yan Dan still had feelings for the State of Yan, he should have assassinated Ying Zheng. Why would he personally come out to assassinate himself?

Compared to assassinating himself, a master of horizontal training and internal strength, assassinating Ying Zheng would be much easier.

(End of this chapter)