The ancient high walls of the capital lie across the horizon, under the dark night, looking at the vast fields from the top of the city, no earth can be seen.
Only the sound of horse hooves on the official road in the distance was far from far to near, with a huge momentum, and the bright torches stretched like long dragons for several miles.
The leader was wearing a hat and a black robe. His majestic body was carrying a box, standing proudly on the horse, quite imposing.
His name is Yang Cang, the Northwest Poison King.
He was ordered to pick up the fourth prince back to Yongchang County.
The gate of the capital had been closed. Yang Cang looked up and found that there were very few defenders on the top of the city, and he couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule.
"Who are you?"
The loud shouts of the guards echoed on the top of the city, and there were at least four or five thousand torches below.
"In half an hour, take the city head and open the city gate."
After Yang Cang issued the order, he pulled the reins hard, turned his horse's head and ran towards the Bailong Temple.
Behind him, hundreds of cavalry, each with a strong aura and a burly figure, was all famous masters.
"Police King, it's important to pick up the Fourth Prince. What are you doing in the White Dragon Temple?"
A master with a nine-ring sword on his back was riding a horse. He had a rough face and was extremely brave. His eyes were bright and bright, like lightning and lightning, and he could not look directly at it.
This person is the top swordsman in the world, the leader of the Five Tigers Broken Sword Sect, and is approaching the Lei Tian Dao, the top master.
Yang Cang said with a expressionless face:
"Before leaving, my uncle told me to take my life without affecting the plan."
Lei Tiandao asked in surprise:
"Who can make Lord Taibao worry so much?"
"It's just a small person, he's just a little bit of an official position, a little hard background, and is not able to act, so he's been free to this day."
Yang Cang did not explain too much, and he only said that the name Zhang Wu was not mentioned.
“…”
Lei Tiandao didn't ask any more questions, but he just felt dark.
The affairs of the official family are rarely mixed, especially the killing of court officials. No matter whether the dynasty changes or not, there is no place for you to live in the world.
Your goal is to make money, get money, and work for others.
Killing officials is still the kind with background, so let others do it.
Silently, Lei Tiandao's horse slowed down and soon fell to the end of the team.
Yang Cang drove all the way to the side of Bailong Temple, with the peaks and cliffs standing tall, looking for traces left by Zhang Wu.
My uncle Liu Qing has always pursued perfection in his work and will never leave any flaws.
In the Tianzhu, he bribed the prison guards and killed his subordinates' minister of the Ministry of Works, and was able to turn the tables and get out of prison.
Those who know about this, except for his nephew who could not betray him, are only Zhang Wu, who was not killed back then, and Ma Liu, who was behind him.
Over the past year, the shadow guards have looked for many opportunities in the capital, and they all want to kill Zhang Wu.
But this guy doesn't look like a normal person.
There are mechanisms in the yard from top to bottom, either staying at home to practice or staying in the prison on duty.
Occasionally, when I go out to eat, I always watch the chef cook, pack it and take it home to eat, and use less of the dishes and chopsticks outside.
When buying cakes and drinking soup, you have to stare at the boss’s wife with your own eyes. He will only eat it when he sees other buyers having eaten it.
There were several times when the shadow guards couldn't help but want to score a goal at night and kill him.
Unfortunately, this guy is not a simple guy. He has possessed the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art and has practiced it for six years. He must have been invulnerable to swords and spears, and his swords and halberds will not be injured.
If such a master is determined to run away, it will be difficult to keep him without more than a dozen first-class strong people blocking people in the corner.
What's more, Maliu is not easy to mess with.
He moved Zhang Wu and alarmed the sanctuary, causing the Shadow Guard to be killed and suffered heavy casualties. It was a small person, and it was not worth it no matter how you look at it.
Now the capital is in chaos and the prime minister of the dynasty rebelled. Not to mention the death of a small prisoner, even if a first-rank official dies, he will die in vain.
However, before taking action, Yang Cang had to see with his own eyes how good Zhang Wu's skills reached and to determine whether this action was feasible.
According to this guy's personality, but there is chaos, he must have hid in the prison again.
It is a great price to kill him and attack the Heavenly Prison.
There is no moon tonight, and the stars are hidden in the night.
Looking up, I could only vaguely see the mountain peaks creeping into the sky, and the surroundings were dark and there was no scene on the cliff.
"Light up the sky for me."
After Yang Cang finished speaking, a guest in the team drove a horse out, carrying a huge strong bow, took out a long arrow wrapped in an arrow from the horse's back, lit it with a torch, and pulled the bow and shot it towards the sky.
"Swoosh--"
"Bang!"
The arrows exploded and the sky and the earth were as bright as day.
For a moment, he looked up at the cliff's team, all of whom were stunned.
The huge palm prints spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the peak, like the hands of giants, not like those that humans can print.
"this……"
Yang Cang was dumbfounded.
The Lei Tiandao at the end of the team trembled all over and set a distance away from everyone.
The incendiary bomb did not last long, and soon the valley fell into darkness again. The team of hundreds of people removed the sound of changing steps and sniffing the horses, and the crowd was silent.
Yang Cang's face was gloomy, pointed at the mountain peak, turned his head and asked the lama wearing a cassock behind him:
"Master Xu, you are proficient in Tantric Maharaja and are a top-notch master. Are you sure to defeat this person?"
"If I fight to the death and fight hard, I will use my secret technique to stimulate my potential, and spend ten years of life, and I can severely damage it with one palm."
"Just a heavy blow?"
Yang Cang's eyebrows were twisted together.
Among the masters, Master Xu can rank among the top five in his skills. His combat power is extremely fierce and he can't beat Zhang Wu even if he is self-harm. How did this guy practice?
"Who is confident of taking this son, or you more than ten people can form a group, kill him and reward him with a thousand gold!"
Yang Cang glanced at all the experts and hoped that there would be a brave man under the heavy reward.
Master Xu said slowly:
"This kind of master cannot be guessed by common sense. Only by using poison can it be defeated."
"Yes, it's perfect for you to take action."
"No matter how profound his skills are, he will have no solution to highly toxic things."
Everyone stood up to praise Yang Cang to make money.
He made this guy blush and his ears blush, his heart was secretly angry, and he cursed a bunch of trash.
If I could poison Zhang Wu, would I wait until now?
This giant handprint was made by Zhang Wu more than a year ago. At the age of twenty, his skills were at a rapid pace.
God knows whether he has entered the realm of a top-notch master.
In order to capture Hutulong, the imperial court dispatched an elite group of more than 200 people, including highly qualified strategists and experts from all walks of life. It took a full year to catch the person to the sky
prison.
Don’t look at Hutulong just bought two cakes on the way, and fell to the ground after eating, and was caught in a frustration.
Behind it is the efforts and arrangements of the 200 masters, as well as the cooperation of all forces.
Only with such huge manpower and material resources can you capture the top-notch ones, Zhang Wu is one hundred times more cautious than Hutulong.
If you want to poison him, unless you are crazy and directly poison him on a large scale, and all the villagers and neighbors around you will be poisoned to death.
Or use poisonous smoke to attack the Heavenly Prison and silence everyone in the Heavenly Prison.
This kind of thing poisoned thousands of people to death at once, and Yang Cang felt that he must be crazy!
Besides, the Tianzhu is next to the Zhaozhu, and it is said that there is still a passage... You can simply destroy the sanctuary and the Fushi Department.
Seeing that everyone was still persuading him to take action, Yang Cang said in anger:
"Who can kill that guy, the reward is 5,000 taels!"
In ancient times, the exchange ratio of gold and silver was generally one to five, and gold was five thousand taels, which was equal to 25,000 silver.
This price...
Everyone was indifferent.
The other party has an official position and is still a top expert. He doesn’t pay 50,000 taels of silver. Who will do this business for you?
If you kill the imperial court officials and the sanctuary department wants to be arrested, all your tribes will suffer, and you will also have to die for the rest of your life... This is still the case of successful murder.
If you can't kill and keep your own head, wouldn't you die with your eyes open?
"Sir, the city gate is open."
A strong man rushed over in the distance with a torch and reported loudly.
Yang Cang's face was as black as carbon. He glanced at the masters fiercely. With unwillingness, he whipped the horse's butt and ran straight towards the capital.