Without her reminding, Zu An already felt a fatal danger, and at that moment the hair on his body stood up.
From the corner of his eyes, he could only see a cold light shooting towards him, and he seemed to be able to see that the scythe of death was already under his command, only 0.01 centimeters away from his neck.
He was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he hurriedly summoned "Great Wind" and teleported a few feet to the side. Only then did he see clearly that the cold light was a small sword.
Flying sword?
Before time travel, in TV and novels, you could see sword fairies using flying swords to injure enemies everywhere. At that time, he was extremely envious, but now he hates flying swords like never before, because these flying swords can kill him!
He deliberately did not teleport back but instead evaded at 90 degrees to the direction of the flying sword. He was worried that the flying sword would continue to pursue him before it was too late, but he never expected that the flying sword would actually turn!
Let me go, there is actually a cruise system to track missiles? What a shame!
He didn't dare to hesitate at all, and instantly cast Sunflower Phantom. At the critical moment of life and death, he performed exceptionally and suddenly transformed into four identical figures and ran in four different directions.
But what I never expected was that the flying sword didn't care about the other three clones, but stabbed at his real body without hesitation.
Zu An: "..."
He hurriedly summoned the Snow Phoenix, trying to use the ice seal to slow down the flying sword.
The moment Snow Phoenix came out, the area several feet behind him suddenly turned into ice and snow, and a streak of frost appeared on the body of the flying sword.
However, it only slowed down slightly, and the flying sword still broke through the ice field and shot towards him.
Zu An summoned teleportation three times in a row, and he broke out in cold sweat. The speed of the flying sword was no less than his teleportation speed. The flying sword was in front of him almost as soon as he landed, forcing him to continue to summon strong winds.
Next teleport.
But he knew that he could not summon the strong wind infinitely. The reason why he could summon so many times now was because of the great increase in his power after absorbing the mosquito Taoist.
But no matter how many times I dodge like this, I will still be stabbed through the heart by a sword.
His mind was spinning rapidly. Even the tracking missiles in the previous life needed to rely on infrared or radar guidance. What on earth could this flying sword eliminate to track me?
Wait, the principle of tracking missiles is to input various data of the target in advance and then use infrared rays to make a comprehensive judgment. So if I can change my data intelligence, can't I confuse this flying sword?
For practitioners, what is the most important and discerning information? Of course it is Qi!
When you practice to a certain level, you don't even need to see with your eyes, you can tell who the other person is just by feeling his Qi, because the Qi of each practitioner is different, and even if they are similar, there are subtle differences. Of course, this world also exists.
To disrupt the other party's aura perception, for example, the Embroidered Clothes Messenger's waist tag has the effect of concealing and changing one's aura, so that no one will discover their true identities.
Thinking of this, his heart moved, and he quickly used the "clear mirror but not the platform" Qiu Honglei taught him, and suddenly his aura disappeared and he became like an ordinary person.
"Huh?"
A soft voice sounded in the void, it seemed to be a woman, but at this critical moment between life and death, Zu An had no intention of knowing whether the voice sounded good or not.
His whole body was pressed against the wall, and the clothes on his back were all wet with cold sweat, because the flying sword sank into the wall an inch away from his neck.
You must know that the entire palace building has been strengthened by magic circles, and places like the East Palace are the top priority for protection. The walls of these palaces are difficult to be damaged by swords. Even a high-level practitioner can strike with all his strength, and the walls will be damaged.
The magic circle disperses the power throughout the palace without causing any damage at all.
As a result, such a wall was actually penetrated by the sword. It is conceivable that if it hit the body, it would be instantly twisted into flesh and blood.
Although the description of all this is long, it only happened in a blink of an eye from beginning to end.
Qiu Honglei didn't even have time to plead with Master.
The people in the East Palace had obviously seen this scene, and all the assassins were greatly shocked, and each of their moves became more and more brave.
The people on the prince's side were complaining secretly. Everyone was wondering why there was such a big commotion in the palace, but the emperor never took action, and even Zhu Xie Chixin didn't see it.
Only then did Zu An see a graceful figure rushing towards the direction of the prince. Although her face was covered with black gauze, her hair was like a waterfall of black hair. For some reason, just seeing her back, he knew that she was an unparalleled beauty.
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Was she the one who fired the sword just now?
Zu Anxin has lingering fears, hum, sooner or later I will have to shoot you back.
Looking at the woman's long butt-length hair, a nonsensical thought suddenly occurred to him. Does this woman need to curl up her hair and hold it in her hands when she goes to the latrine?
At this moment, the kung fu woman had rushed in front of the prince. The prince's personal maid, Rong Mo, was holding a thin needle in her hand, and her body turned into a strange afterimage as she walked up.
Unfortunately, the woman only stretched out a green jade finger, and the people around her didn't see what was going on at all. Rong Mo flew back like a broken sandbag, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The Crown Princess' pretty face turned pale, but she still faced her forward with her sword drawn.
At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the side: "How dare you, thief!"
A figure shot out like a cannonball, stood in front of the Crown Princess and exchanged moves with the woman.
The woman swung her waist and stood gracefully on the willow branches nearby. The weak willow branches would usually sway wildly when the breeze blew, but when the woman stood on them, she felt as if she was walking on flat ground.
The figure who came over was shaken, and an abnormal flush flashed across his face, but it was quickly suppressed.
Only then did Zu An see the appearance of the person who came. He was an old man with white hair, sharp eyebrows, and a tall figure. He had an unruly temperament standing there. It was easy to imagine that he was attracted by many women when he was young.
"Hey, why does this old man look a bit like Brother Hibi?" Zu An was a little curious.
At this time, what the Crown Princess said answered his doubts: "Thank you, Da Sima, for the rescue."
Zu An immediately realized that he was the father of Shi Kun, one of the Eight Dukes of the Zhou Dynasty, Grand Sima Shi Miao, a top expert at the master level.
This father and son are really good. They are either prefixed with the prefix Japanese or with the prefix 艹. The whole family is full of prostitutes and thieves.
However, Brother Hibi had just died indirectly at the hands of the Crown Princess, and Shi Miao still went to save her. Shouldn't he be panicking if he didn't feel guilty?
Shi Miao couldn't help but feel sick and was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood.
He had heard earlier that his beloved son had been in an accident, and hurried into the palace to see what was going on. But halfway through, new news came that Shi Kun had died of serious injuries, bleeding profusely and dying.
He asked the people at the Imperial Hospital in detail and found out that his son was hiding behind the door and playing with a knife. The princess suddenly opened the door and inserted the knife into a vital part.
He was really angry and anxious. If it were anyone else, he would have avenged his son by slapping him to death, but the other person was the Crown Princess, so he really couldn't take revenge.
But his status was respected, and the Shi family was also a first-class family. Naturally, he didn't want to swallow his anger like this, so he rushed to the East Palace angrily to seek justice from the Crown Princess, at least to hand over Zu An, who was competing with his son.
But little did he know that when he rushed there, he happened to encounter assassins attacking the East Palace.
He instinctively took action to stop the other party, but immediately regretted it after stopping him. Why are my hands so mean? Wouldn't it be better to let these assassins kill the princess to avenge his son if I take action later? But now I have to take action to save him.
After killing his son's murderer, the pain in his balls really made him want to vomit blood.
"The Crown Princess's words are serious, this is what I should do." Shi Miao said expressionlessly, then looked up at the woman standing on the willow branch, "The masters in the world are all famous people. Your Excellency is
Who dares to openly assassinate the prince? Do you know that this is a serious crime against the Nine Clan?"
Although he was calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil. In the brief confrontation just now, he was actually at a disadvantage. This person's cultivation level was actually higher than his, and she was also a woman. Who was she?
This chapter has been completed!