When the Japanese assassin saw that Murong Fu had taken action and was far more powerful than before, he immediately repeated his old tricks, but the hand seals were obviously more complicated than before. At the same time, he spit out a few strange syllables. At that moment, the light above his head became even brighter, and the six-pointed star array condensed into substance.
It wasn't over yet, but I saw a ball gathering in the center of the star array, with strange runes circulating around it, as if something was brewing.
Suddenly, there was a roar of a beast, and a purple horse broke out of the ball. If you look closely, it turned out to be a dragon-shaped energy, with scales and claws, lifelike.
At the same time, the light of Murong Fu's sword had already extended to an extremely high place, like a huge sword breaking through the clouds and penetrating the heaven and earth. Everyone present was shocked when they saw this, and they couldn't help but praise, what a magnificent scene.
, What a magnificent sword move!
Just when everyone was dizzy, the sword light shrank sharply, then stretched sharply, and finally penetrated downwards. Its target was the center of the six-pointed star array. Even so, the majestic sword light was like a downpour, which shocked everyone.
It hurt, so I quickly pulled back and stayed away.
However, the giant purple dragon was not afraid, roared towards the sky, and charged forward, ready to compete with the sword light.
I thought this would be a devastating collision, but unexpectedly, the giant dragon flew to a height of seven or eight feet, and as soon as it touched the sword light, it melted like white snow in spring, and it could not even hold a breath.
The sword light hit the star formation in a blink of an eye. The Japanese assassins all vomited blood and managed to hold on for a breath. The star formation also fell apart like paper. Then the sword light penetrated into the ground. Suddenly the earth shook and dust flew up. The assassins instantly
They were blown away, and a dozen or so people who were closer to the center were directly shattered into pieces.
All this is a long story. In fact, it only took two or three breaths. When the smoke dispersed and the sword light converged, Murong Fu's figure appeared on the spot. He held up the Red Sky Sword and looked at it. After a while, he said apologetically,
"Sorry, I couldn't control my strength for a moment."
The assassins immediately spit out another mouthful of blood.
Murong Fu glanced around a few times and found the person who had previously directed the assassins to form a formation. He strolled up to him and used a long sword to lift the black cloth on his face. His facial features were straight and his face was white and beardless. He was about forty years old.
age.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. This man was neither the Japanese Ronin leader he had seen at Yagyu Sogan's place last time, nor any of the four great masters of the Yagyu family. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he was relieved. Tonight
The quality of this batch of assassins is obviously not comparable to the last batch. They are probably not ordinary ronin, but most likely the dead soldiers of the General's Mansion that Zi Mo mentioned.
He didn't dwell on the question. He put his sword on the neck of the leading assassin and asked calmly, "Where is Yagyu Sogan?"
The man looked at him in horror and said nothing.
Murong Fu's eyes turned cold, and he swung his sword with his backhand. The throats of the four or five assassins nearby were cut immediately, and blood gurgled out.
The leading assassin was furious when he saw this, but still had no intention of speaking.
Murong Fu was not in a hurry. After the assassins died in extreme pain, he finally had time to ask, "I ask again, where is Yagyu Sogan?"
"@#￥%..." the leading assassin spoke, but it was a string of bird songs.
Although Murong Fu didn't understand, seeing his sad and angry expression and his determined eyes, he guessed in his mind that he probably meant: If you want to kill, kill him, if I frown, I will be your grandson.
"Okay, you have backbone. I like to help people with backbone the most." Murong Fu exchanged words with himself, then turned to the Blood Shadow Hall disciples and said, "Come on, leave no one behind!"
As soon as the words fell, the Blood Shadow Palace disciples who could no longer hold back rushed forward one after another, chopping melons and vegetables, killing chickens and dogs, killing each Japanese assassin.
It’s no wonder they were like this. The battle tonight was too frustrating. They were bullied by others because they were too many, and they were restrained in various ways, resulting in heavy casualties. Although the internal struggle in the Blood Shadow Palace was extremely fierce, each other
There is not much friendship between them, but this is the first time that an outsider has bullied them like this. It is simply a shame and a great humiliation.
As lives were taken away one by one, Murong Fu looked indifferent and his face was calm.
In fact, no matter how Yagyu Zongyan stirs up troubles, as long as it does not threaten the interests of the Murong family, he can give it a free pass. Even if he was tricked by the old fox last time, he just wanted to beat him up and give the Yagyu family some money.
"Business" created some difficulties. Unexpectedly, this old fox actually dared to send someone to assassinate him. By coincidence, he was possessed by the heart-eating bug, fell into a fantasy and couldn't extricate himself, and almost capsized in the sewer.
"Although the cooperation with the Yagyu family has been hugely profitable, that kind of business is not something that only the Yagyu family can do. It is time to consider changing to a more honest partner, otherwise we will end up raising a tiger and regret it..."
Just when Murong Fu was secretly thinking about finding his next partner, suddenly, a rather urgent female voice sounded, "Ya Zhu, Ya Zhi..."
The voice is gentle, soft, and very beautiful.
Although the disciples of Blood Shadow Palace could not understand what the owner of the voice was shouting, they still involuntarily stopped killing.
Even Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh. Apart from his cousin Wang Yuyan, few of his women could compare to such a beautiful voice. It could be said that it was rare in the world.
Suddenly, he was stunned again and looked through his memory. It seemed that there was no woman in his courtyard or even in the entire Lanling Mountain who could match this voice.
Looking around, I saw a petite figure running out from behind the crowd, shouting as he ran, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
This figure is none other than the maidservant who lives in the backyard, the little mute.
It was a surprising thing for the mute to speak, but Murong Fu was more surprised than that. He understood what the little mute shouted, which was the only Japanese sentence he could understand: No.
"She is from Japan. She can also speak, but she pretended to be mute because she was afraid that her identity would be exposed." Murong Fu was surprised and quickly figured out the whole story, and all the doubts in his heart gradually became clear.
Ever since entering Lanling Mountain, the ghosts of Japanese people have lingered, and there is something strange everywhere. Many things seem unrelated, but if you think about it carefully, they are inextricably linked, like a mess that keeps getting cut and sorted out.
He has been trying to find a thread in this mess, but he has never been able to find the thread. Now he seems to have found the thread.
As if to confirm his guess, at this moment, the Japanese assassins who were seriously injured but not dead struggled to get up, ignoring the butcher knives that might fall next to them at any time, and solemnly paid homage to the little mute.
This scene naturally shocked everyone, but what no one noticed was that after the little mute appeared and spoke, there was one person who was not surprised, but just a little worried. This person was Yagyu Hanaki.
Seeing that something was wrong, the four swordsmen of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum looked at each other, and the four figures flashed at the same time, and instantly jumped to the side of the little mute.
Seeing this, Murong Fu's heart tightened, and it was too late to stop him. He unsheathed his four swords and placed them on the little mute's neck.
The little mute shrank in fear and immediately did not dare to move.
Murong Fu's eyes flashed, "Did I guess wrong?"
In fact, the last time Kirikage Chizo escaped with serious injuries, he vaguely discovered Kirikage Chizo's aura in the little mute's room. From then on, he had some doubts about the little mute's identity, thinking that even if she was not Kirikage Chizo, she was still with Kirikage.
Ying Qianzang had some connection, so he sent Hong Lingbo to monitor her. He himself was always on guard against this woman.
But for a long time afterwards, the little mute behaved normally, without any abnormality. He finally gave up some doubts. It was not until the little mute opened his mouth and spoke Japanese that he immediately became alert. It was precisely because of this that the four women took action.
That would make him frightened.
Just imagine, if the little mute is really Kirikage Chizo or has some connection with Kirikage Chizo, the reckless actions of the four girls will probably provoke Kirikage Chizo to take action, and even Murong Fu may not be able to save them.
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Fortunately, this did not happen, but the Japanese assassins who were paying homage suddenly jumped up and glared at the four girls.
Murong Fu snorted coldly, and the majestic momentum came out of his body. The Japanese assassins who were already seriously injured were suppressed by this momentum, and they suddenly couldn't hold up and fell to the ground one after another.
"Ya Zhi..." The little mute couldn't help shouting.
"Be honest!" Mei Jian pushed her and then escorted her to Murong Fu, "Your Majesty, this woman deliberately concealed her identity and acted suspiciously. She must be a Japanese spy."
Murong Fu waved his hand and motioned them to step aside. After pondering for a moment, he asked the little mute, "Do you want me to let them go?"
The little mute nodded, his eyes full of expectation.
Murong Fu sneered, "They want to kill me, why should I let them go?"
The little mute shook his head repeatedly after hearing this and started gesturing quickly with his hands.
Seeing this, Murong Fu interrupted impatiently, "Let me find you a translator. You can obviously speak, so why are you pretending?"
As he spoke, he waved to Yagyu Shenghuaqi.
Yagyu Shenghuaqi understood and hurriedly stepped forward.
Only then did the little mute start to murmur.
After hearing this, Liu Shenghuaqi said to Murong Fu, "She said, 'They came to find me, but they were used by some conspirators and did not want to kill anyone.'"
Murong Fu was noncommittal, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly flicked out two sword energy from his fingers. The clothes on the back shoulder of the leading assassin were torn open, and there was indeed a tattoo inside, which was exactly the same as the tattoo removed from the body of the Japanese warrior last time.
"Yuanji..." Murong Fu murmured and asked, "Then what is your name? What is your identity?"
The little mute hesitated and spoke in a low voice for a while.
As Liu Shenghuaqi listened, her expression suddenly changed slightly.
"What did she say?" Murong Fu asked curiously.
Yagyu Hanaki barely calmed down the shock on her face, "She said she was the princess of the Japanese royal family, and her name was 'Asuka'. Because she couldn't stand the restrictions of the palace, she ran away to play, but was abducted by human traffickers and taken to the ship bound for the Central Plains.
She finally escaped and ended up in the Golden Snake Camp."
"Princess? Human trafficker? It can't be such a coincidence..." Murong Fu didn't know what to say after hearing this. There may be many human traffickers in Japan, but when it comes to cross-border voyage transactions, there seems to be only one...