Chapter 88 Rescue, Disintegration of Monuments (1)
Chapter 88 Rescue, Disintegration of Ancient Ruins (Part 1)
Outside Kronborg Palace, Copenhagen's most famous tourist destination and the place where the masterpiece "Hamlet" took place.
Gu Xiechen strode along the small island on the coastal embankment.
A dozen strong men wearing black trench coats and carrying weapons bulging around their waists stood far away among the green trees and flowers, looking at Gu Xiechen with evil eyes. Occasionally, there were three or five ninjas wearing gray tights who were interested.
He emerged from the long grass, and followed Gu Xiechen from a distance as fast as the wind, following Gu Xiechen for a while, and then disappeared into the grass again.
Ten minutes ago, Gu Xiechen received a communication from an unknown number in the hospital. The person on the other side told Gu Xiechen that Bear Adams' wife and son were in their hands. If Gu Xiechen wanted to save their lives, he would have to go alone.
Go to Kronborg Palace. The man warned Gu Xiechen that if he dared to play any tricks, they would use the most brutal means to kill Bill Adams' family.
Gu Xiechen resolutely went to the meeting alone.
Following a path in the grass and walking down the embankment, Gu Xiechen turned to the front of the Kronborg Palace. There was an avenue surrounded by flower beds that led directly to the main entrance of the castle. The sun was shining today and the visibility was very good. You could see the Kronborg Palace.
In the towers, rooftops, and in every window, there are figures flickering, and occasionally the reflection of cold weapons can be seen.
In the concierge outside the main entrance of Kronborg Palace, several guards fell to the ground in a mess. Their necks were bent at strange angles. They had obviously been shot to death with heavy techniques.
Instead of these guards guarding the door, there were two voluptuous and beautiful young women wearing pink kimonos. Their faces were covered with white powder, with two dots of plum petal-like red powder between their eyebrows, and their lips were smeared with bright red.
, is a traditional ancient Japanese geisha costume. Stepping on tall wooden clogs, the two women walked up to Gu Xiechen silently, bowed in a coquettish voice and said: "Mr. Gu, please hand over your body.
All weapons."
There are two three-edged military spurs on the back of the waist, two large-caliber pistols under the armpits, two small-caliber revolvers tied to the calves, six throwing knives stuffed in the boots, and four soft little hands on Gu Xiechen's.
Gently sweeping over the body, these weapons were found one by one and thrown out far away. In the end, the two small bombs hidden in the secret compartment of Gu Xiechen's belt and the soft sword in the belt were also found. A woman smiled tenderly.
She made a false strike with the soft sword against the wind, but the soft sword broke through the wind without making any sound. She couldn't help but look at Gu Xiechen with joy and said with a smile: "What a sword!"
Patting the woman's white powdered face hard, Gu Xiechen lifted up his boots in disgust and wiped off the white powder on his palms.
"Like it? I gave it to you! Handmade goods from traditional handicraft workshops are very valuable!"
The white ash made the soles of the boots white. The faces of the two women twitched and they took a few steps back with a trace of resentment. The woman wrapped the soft sword around her waist and said softly: "Mr. Gu
, please go in, our master is waiting for you inside!"
"Um!"
With a cold snort, Gu Xiechen looked at the castle door that opened silently in front of him and strode in.
Just a few steps after walking in, a green sword light and a shrill ghost roar shot out from a tower a hundred meters away. The sword light twisted and entangled in the air, and in just a short moment, the green sword light followed.
It turned into a triangular-shaped demon head that opened its mouth and swallowed it down. Thick green mist spewed out of the demon's seven orifices. As it continued to approach, the cold air in the castle became strong, and dozens of people on the ground
A whirlwind as thick as a human head rose up from the ground.
"snort!"
With another cold snort, Gu Xiechen casually struck out with his palm. Thirteen consecutive cloud-cutting palms shot at the demon's head from all directions in an erratic manner. The powerful palm force blasted the head that was the size of a water tank into pieces.
The green light spread everywhere, turning into green fireflies all over the sky and scattering into the space between heaven and earth. The strong cold air in the castle dispersed, and the small whirlwind that had just formed instantly collapsed.
Jizoji, who was wearing a black kimono and carrying a big sword, roared and jumped down from the tower. The strength of the sword was easily shattered by Gu Xiechen. Jizoji felt that his face was dull, and he raised his family's ghost sword with both hands high.
When he came back to life, he struck down a fierce waterfall-like sword from a hundred meters in the air. All the energy and spirit of Jizo Temple was integrated into this sword. This was the most powerful sword he had ever made in his life.
The light of the sword was still dozens of meters away from Gu Xiechen. The evil and sinister sword intent had already shaken the ground around Gu Xiechen as soft as mud, and emitted a faint sinister evil aura. Gu Xiechen laughed coldly and arrogantly, and suddenly
He stood up and punched Dizang Temple with an extremely arrogant punch.
Dizangji roared angrily: "You killed Keiko, she is my most beloved..."
The Snow Po Divine Fist brought up a white fist and the Phantom Soul Knife collided fiercely. This was the collision of the Ruyi Gloves and the thousand-year-old secret ghost knife. A strong white light suddenly burst out from the Ruyi Gloves. There was a 'click' sound.
With a loud noise, the heavy scabbard of the Phantom Soul Knife was shattered by a punch, revealing the body of the Phantom Soul Knife inside - a strange-shaped ghost bone that was dark green and constantly trembling like a shadow. This dark green bone was roughly the shape of a broadsword.
It has a shape with countless twisted red blood vessels attached to it like earthworms, and the evil energy is rising all over the body.
"Fist!" Gu Xiechen shouted loudly, and the air vortex swirled rapidly in more than a dozen large acupoints on his right arm, and the violent zhenqi poured into his right fist.
The power of the fist surged several times, and the fist brought about a terrifying air explosion sound like a landslide and tsunami. Circles of dense air waves spread rapidly in all directions. The gate of the castle behind Gu Xiechen melted into pieces with an overwhelmed groan.
Ten fragments. Jizangji let out a horrified roar. Before he could explain clearly what Keiko of Jizangji was his most beloved, the Snow Po Divine Fist had already shattered the body of the Phantom Soul Knife with one punch.
The fist hit him in the chest.
As heavy as a mountain but as sharp as a knife, Gu Xiechen punched through the body of Dizang Temple. The Xuepo Divine Gang poured into the eight meridians of Dizang Temple's eight meridians with extremely cold air, freezing his body.
Solid. He flew up and kicked the body of Dizang Temple open. Gu Xiechen shouted sternly: "You dare to invite me here, but you don't dare to show your face?"
He glanced disdainfully at the Dizang Temple, which was easily defeated. Gu Xiechen still remembered that when he was in Zurich, it was this Dizang Temple that led a large number of ninjas to chase him for a long time. At that time, he was far from being a Dizang Temple.
Zangsi's opponent, but now, Dizangsi, who should have mid-Jupiter level strength, is completely unworthy of Gu Xiechen to take a second look.
Jizoji vomited blood and flew back. The two kimono women standing at the door flew up in panic and rushed towards Jizoji, whose whole body was frozen into ice.
The fingers of the two women had just touched the body of Dizang Temple. Suddenly, the woman who had taken away Gu Xiechen's soft sword waved her hand, and the soft sword wrapped around her waist stabbed into Dizang Temple's weakness like a poisonous snake.
.The other woman screamed, she pulled out two sharp three-toothed awls from her waist and stabbed the temple's forehead and Tianling fiercely.
