Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 466 You have Barrett, I have Odebiao

Fan Xian looked at the person in the scope, his eyes narrowed tighter and tighter.

He knew that Li Yunqian was using him as a vanguard, but he had no choice. For Lin Wan'er, he had to kill Chu Pingsheng.

Finally, he took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

Bang!
Gunshots were fired.

Flames gushed out of the muzzle of the gun, and a bullet broke through the air with powerful kinetic energy. The recoil generated by the explosion pushed the gun body and hit his shoulder.

This is nothing. For Fan Xian, what is important is the result of this shot.

Unfortunately, he missed the target and did not shoot Chu Pingsheng in the head. The next moment after the gunshot, he saw the target's body shook and fell from the rockery into a bamboo forest.

There were lush bamboos and several osmanthus trees in bloom in the front that blocked the view, making it impossible to confirm whether Chu Pingsheng was dead or alive.

Just as he was paying attention to Fan Ruoruo's movements and wanted to know the result of the shot, he suddenly felt a chill on his spine and quickly rolled down the roof tiles.

Whoosh!
Snapped!
Broken tiles were scattered everywhere, making crackling sounds.

Fan Xian looked carefully and saw that a sharp arrow had shot a big hole where he had just been.

It’s Yan Xiaoyi!

His heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was exposed.

Whoosh, snap, ping pong! ping pong!
Tiles kept bursting from the roof.

Fan Xian didn't dare to show his head. He rolled down from the roof with his gun in his hand, preparing to leave under the cover of flowers and plants. At this moment, he heard a roar, and a white shadow flashed in the corner of the corridor. The white ape beside Chu Pingsheng suddenly punched him in the face.

When did this beast come here?

Fan Xian dodged, but he could not keep up with the speed of the white ape. Although he dodged the punch by sidestepping, he did not expect the monkey to hug the pillar of the corridor and kick him in the chest.

puff!
The whole person flew two meters horizontally, smashing the chrysanthemums that the Shangshu's wife had carefully cultivated in the flower garden.

Fan Xian spat out a mouthful of blood before he felt better in his chest. Then he noticed that the Barrett in his hand was gone. Looking up in the light of the lantern, he saw the white ape fiddling with the sniper rifle that was almost as tall as it in a very human way, with surprise written all over his face.

When ordinary people fight, it is difficult for them to do anything fancy after kicking the enemy.

But the white ape is different. Its feet can grasp things. It kicked him away with one kick, and then it hooked Barrett down and snatched him away.

"My Lord, hurry up."

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind, and a person picked him up and ran away.

"Gundam? My gun..."

"It's not a question of whether to use a gun or not. We are no match for it."

If Gaoda had not been sent as an envoy to Northern Qi, when he met a master of the ninth rank or above, he would not give up easily even if he knew he could not defeat him. However, after fighting back and forth from Kyoto to Shangjing, his thinking had been transformed by Wang Qinian and Fan Xian, and he had already regarded it as a golden rule that a wise man should not suffer a loss in front of him.

Even Lang Tao, who is one of the top three people among the ninth rank, is no match for the white ape. Even if he and Fan Xian were twice as powerful as each other, they would still not be able to defeat him.

"Roar……"

The white ape found that the two were trying to escape, so he threw away his gun and rushed forward on the railing. Unexpectedly, at this moment a figure rushed out from behind the fence not far away, shook his hand and threw something, and with a puff, a thick yellow fog spread out.

What is this? The teacher's special smoke?
Fan Xian was overjoyed and looked at the helper who was hiding behind the fence and rushed out at the critical moment.

"Brother Leng?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a yellow mist roll up, and a white shadow shot out like lightning, seemingly unaffected by the smoke. It crashed directly into Leng Feng's arms, knocking him to the ground, twisting his right arm, and pulling hard.

"what……"

Amid Leng Feng's shrill screams, his entire arm was torn off from his torso, and blood spurted more than two meters away, splashing onto the chrysanthemums blooming in the flower bed. It was night and the moonlight was quiet, but if it were daytime, the bright red and tender yellow would have been enchanting.

After tearing off Leng Feng's right arm, the white ape did not stop. It grabbed his left arm and repeated the previous action.

"what……"

There was another scream, but it was lower and less shrill than the previous one.

The blood arrows spurting left and right dyed the ground red.

“Why is there no effect…”

Considering that the target of the poison has a cultivation level above the ninth rank, Leng Feng has already increased the dosage. Not to mention a person, even a lion can be knocked out. But why... the white ape is completely immune to the signature smoke in the three places.

Click!

A furry foot stepped down.

Leng Feng looked at the white ape that had broken his sternum, opened his eyes, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and died.

He never figured out why until his death.

You have to know that Lanling Wang practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art. Unless it was a top-level poison like the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder, it would be strange if ordinary drugs could be effective against it.

Until then, the three officials who had been hiding behind the fence with Leng Feng and intending to launch a sneak attack on the white ape were awakened and hurriedly fired the poisoned sleeve arrows on their wrists.

Whoosh, whoosh…

The poison arrow hit the white ape's body but did not cause any substantial damage. With a roar, the sleeve arrows wrapped in bristles flew back. Puff, puff, two officers from the Third Department were pierced through the throat by the sleeve arrows they shot. They fell down one after another with their hands covering the bloody holes.

"Brother Leng..."

"Let's go, let's go."

Gundam took off the crossbow hanging on his waist, shot two arrows at the white ape, and after it blocked his way, he grabbed Fan Xian's clothes on the back and entered the moon-shaped door leading to the front yard.

On Lizheng Street, which was separated from the Minister of War's residence by a courtyard, Zhu Ge, who heard the gunshots, waved his hand and the experts from the Supervisory Council who had been lying in ambush in the alley not far away rushed out and headed straight for the main gate of the Chu residence. Whoosh...

puff!
An arrow flew through the air and pierced the chest of the sixth-rank warrior who was running in the front. His sword fell to the ground and he fell down with blood spurting out of his mouth.

whoosh...

Another arrow flew by, and another person screamed, fell down with a bloody arrow on his head.

Whoosh.

Whoosh~bang.

The arrow missed the target, leaving a fist-sized hole in the bluestone paved road.

Arrows were continuously shot out from the roof of the attic of the study on the east side of the fourth courtyard of the Chu Mansion, quickly claiming the lives of the Supervisory Council's assassins.

Zhuge's face looked extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaoyi rebelled so thoroughly and killed the people of Qing without mercy.

He hesitated whether to take action himself, but with his quasi-eighth-rank combat power, how many arrows could he block from Yan Xiaoyi?
"Quick, call over the archers from the garrison division."

"Yes."

The subordinate left quickly and went to find the deputy commander of the garrison division to transfer troops.

At the same time, less than fifty meters away from the back door of the Chu Mansion, Yun Zhilan glanced at the study room in the fourth courtyard and said, "Wang Xi, come with me. The others will proceed according to the plan."

Fan Xian, Wu Zhu and the people from the Supervisory Council fired the first shot in the encirclement and suppression of Master Bai Feng and his apprentice, and it was their turn to take action next.

It would be best if Chu Pingsheng survived at the hands of Barrett. If he didn't die, in Yun Zhilan's opinion, Li Bohua and the other seven were all ninth-rank masters, plus three ninth-rank priests of the Qing Temple and a ninth-rank veteran of the Qing State. Eleven people would definitely be able to kill Chu Pingsheng, even if he had the strength of a half-step grandmaster.

"it is good."

Wang Shisanlang nodded in response, followed Yun Zhilan around to the right and went to the fourth courtyard.

Yan Xiaoyi is strong in long-range attacks. When it comes to close combat, he is at best an ordinary ninth-grade level. As Si Gu Jian's first disciple, Yun Zhilan is confident that he can defeat him within fifty moves.

After Yun Zhilan and Wang Shisanlang left, the remaining eleven people climbed over the wall and ran towards the back garden of the Chu Mansion. The first thing they had to do was to confirm whether Fan Xian's shot had killed Chu Pingsheng.

In the third courtyard not far away, Fan Ruoruo lifted Ye Linger's veil and said, "Come with me."

The latter was stunned when he found out that it was not the enemy who killed his father and brother, and looked at her infatuatedly.

"Let's go quickly."

Fan Ruoruo went to hold her hand.

Ye Ling'er pushed it away.

"I do not go."

Her purpose of marrying into the Chu family was to kill Chu Pingsheng and avenge her father and brother. Of course, she couldn't just leave like that.

"Chu Pingsheng is dead."

"What did you say?! He's dead?"

Ye Ling'er stood up excitedly and held Fan Ruoruo's wrists tightly with both hands.

She was a seventh-rank warrior, and Fan Ruoruo's fighting power was barely enough to tie a chicken. She immediately showed pain on her face and her eyebrows were twisted, but she still forced herself to nod.

Ye Linger then realized that her behavior was inappropriate, and she quickly loosened her hands, her eyes reddened, and she kept saying "OK."

"Let's go find Wan'er."

Fan Ruoruo grabbed Ye Ling'er's hand and pulled her out of the bridal chamber. This time she did not refuse. The two of them ran towards Lin Wan'er's room in the second courtyard wearing their pink wedding dresses.

At this time, foreign arrows had flown over the wall and landed on the roof of the study in the fourth courtyard, making the blue bricks crackle. Yan Xiaoyi, with a quiver on his back, shot arrows in counterattack while rolling and twirling to avoid the incoming enemy arrows.

"Chu Pingsheng is dead. Chu Pingsheng was sniped to death by Fan Xian..."

Fan Ruoruo ran in the corridor, shouting loudly.

On the west side of the third courtyard is a two-story piano room. Next to the piano platform, which is covered with bamboo curtains and drapes to block the wind, Li Yunrui is drinking slowly from an emerald green jade cup. In front of him is a pot of osmanthus wine on a wooden tray, and in the glass jar on the right is a tribute of Hundred Flowers Liquor from Shaanxi Road.

Unlike her calmness, Zhan Tongtong looked restless and uneasy.

"Is he really dead? Is he really dead..."

"Don't worry. If he died so easily, would he still be him?" Li Yunrui consoled her, poured her a glass of wine, and put some Baihua Li in it with a wooden spoon: "Come, drink two glasses with me."

"But...but..."

The tension on Zhan Tongtong's face did not ease because of her comfort. After hesitating for a long time, she picked up the cup and took a sip. She choked and suddenly burst into coughing violently.

On the other side, Qin Ye, who entered the back garden to look for someone, heard Fan Ruoruo's cry, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He thought, could it be that Chu Pingsheng was really killed by Fan Xian?
That's great. Now all we need is Wu Zhu, Ye Liuyun, and Si Gu Jian to kill Bai Feng...

He was thinking in his mind when the Si Gu Jian disciple named Tang Yu suddenly stopped in front of him, and kept swinging his sword. Two feet in front of him, three bamboos more than ten feet high broke in the middle and fell down with crackling and rustling sounds. This was normal. Their idea was to see the body alive or dead. The bamboo forest was next to the rockery. If Chu Pingsheng fell from above, he would most likely fall into it.

But in the next breath, the blood in his body boiled, his temples bulged, and his spirit was stretched to the limit.

Just like the bamboo that was chopped off before, blood oozed from Tang Yu's waist. His upper and lower body separated, one fell forward and the other fell backward. On the other side of the bamboo that had not yet completely fallen to the ground, a figure stood with a sword in his hand. It was the target of everyone's trip, Chu Pingsheng.

He is not dead?!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Accompanied by a series of rapid sweeping sounds, Si Gu Jian's second disciple Li Bohua fell from the rockery by stepping on a bamboo branch. The three priests of the Qing Temple and other people also rushed over from all directions and surrounded Chu Pingsheng.

(End of this chapter)