Since Fei Waterfall Town is set as the venue for the talks, in addition to sending experts from the Five Dynasties and the Eleven Holy Lands, they will naturally not be left behind in terms of intelligence.
In fact, as early as half a month ago, these supreme forces sent teams of intelligence personnel to station themselves in Feipu Town to detect any disturbance at any time.
The Demon Sect thinks that their actions are secretive, but in fact their people have been targeted for a long time, but their identities have not yet been found out.
Zhuo Mufeng, Barong and Fang Xiaodie only relied on their disguise masks and their careful actions to avoid being exposed.
As for Qiu'e, she was just lucky and stayed in Feihua Town more than a year ago. After all, no one could predict the situation, so when investigating her, she was not listed as a suspect for the time being.
But now that such a major event had occurred, the intelligence powers of the Five Dynasties and the Eleven Holy Lands finally stopped restraining themselves. They took full action that night and pounced on the suspected stronghold that they had targeted before.
That night, Feipu Town was in a state of chaos.
Some casinos were sealed, and some manors were forcibly broken into. Nearby residents heard the sound of fighting, and soon the smell of blood spread, making many people gag.
In addition, people from restaurants, tea shops, and even homes and mansions were also taken away.
Ninety-nine percent of these so-called strongholds have nothing to do with the Five Dynasties Talks. They are either local powerful forces or branches of other Jianghu organizations located here.
They didn't know about the Five Dynasties Talks at all, and they simply suffered an unreasonable disaster. But there was no way, now that the Northern Qi Emperor was dead, once the Northern Qi side learned the news, it would definitely cause huge waves.
In this case, I would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go!
To put it bluntly, these heads are used by the big shots to vent their anger. It is simply impossible to calm down this incident!
Even the Emperor of Zhongzhou was so shocked when he heard the news that he kicked over his stool and demanded that the people of Zhongzhou must trace the whereabouts of the assassin and take his head at all costs.
There is no need to say much about the attitudes of the other two great emperors.
As the initiator, the Eighth Prince was even more furious and his eyes were red. If something like this happened, he would be destined to bear a much heavier responsibility than others. If he doesn't do it right, he will become the enemy of Northern Qi's subjects.
object!
The Eighth Prince, who had always shown himself to be graceful and calm, went crazy that night, smashing everything he could see in his room. His hair was disheveled, his breath was heavy, and his expression was as ferocious as if he wanted to eat people.
In the middle of the night, no news about the assassins came. The Emperor of Zhongzhou, the Emperor of Nanwu, the Emperor of Xichu and the Eighth Prince each sorted themselves out and hurriedly came to meet in the hall where they had been drinking.
Accompanying him are the five super masters who stayed in Feipu Pavilion.
Outside the hall, the palace guards of the five dynasties formed a circle of iron barrels for defense. On the outermost edge, there were experts accompanying the Eleven Holy Lands who were vigilant about the surroundings. They surrounded the area so tightly that no mosquitoes could even fly in. The atmosphere was solemn and solemn.
The three great emperors in the hall looked at each other and found that each of them had just put on a coat and came over. The young eighth prince looked even more haggard, with some white hair, as if he had aged a lot overnight.
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The five super masters from the Holy Land were also in a bad mood, either with sullen faces, pursed lips, or clenched fists.
Once the Northern Qi Emperor dies, the Five Dynasties Talks will definitely not be able to proceed, which also means that their Eleven Holy Lands will no longer have the opportunity to interfere with the interests of the imperial court!
For a moment, no one said anything, they all wanted to kill the assassin with a thousand knives.
In the end, it was Emperor Zhongzhou who spoke first. With his status, he was the only one who dared to start: "Master Jingxin, have you found out the identity of the assassin?"
Hearing this, Master Jingxin, the host of Baoyuan Temple, clasped his hands together and sighed: "I have asked the guards of the Northern Qi Dynasty one by one, and they all said that they had never seen the assassin. I only know that the man is extremely young, but his martial arts is very powerful, which is unprecedented in the world.
There is an opponent. Lao Na and others also checked the corpses. The assassin is a master of swordsmanship, but his sword is very strange. It is said to be a purple wood sword."
Emperor Xi Chu shouted: "Whether he uses a purple wood sword or a mahogany sword, I just want to know who is that person? There must be only a handful of assassins in the world with such extraordinary skills. Master, can't you figure it out?"
Normally, Emperor Xichu would never dare to say this to Master Jingxin, but now he was in such a irritable mood that he didn't even notice the inappropriateness in his tone.
Fortunately, Master Jingxin, as a Buddhist monk, did not argue, but said: "To be able to kill Eunuch Xu of the Northern Qi Dynasty in such a short period of time, the assassin's strength is enough to rank among the top twenty in the world, but he is also very young.
It’s really unbelievable, I can’t think of it right now.”
The other four super masters are also full of doubts. They do have the target of suspicion, but no matter how powerful that kid is, he will not be where he is now, not to mention the sword is not right.
The Emperor of Nanwu said coldly: "I really escaped from the gate of hell! If the assassin had a bad heart at that time, he came to me. Haha, Elder Bai, I will trouble you to collect the body for me."
After saying this, Bai Bufan's old face turned red and he was filled with shame and anger.
Of course he could hear the other party's sarcasm, but this time he was responsible for protecting the other party, but he suddenly slipped out of Fei Waterfall Pavilion, which was indeed a mistake.
In fact, as the great elder of the Sky Poison Sect, Bai Bufan did not practice supreme martial arts and had no connection with the Demon Emperor Pearl. However, at that time, he had other thoughts and wanted to seize the Demon Emperor Pearl. He did not expect that such a big mistake would occur.
Seeing that the other party was speechless, the Emperor of Southern Wu felt even more resentful. For a person like him, the higher he stood, the more he cherished his life. The death of the Emperor of Northern Qi inevitably gave him the feeling of sadness.
How peaceful the world would be if there were no such so-called martial arts masters!
Kick, kick, kick...
At this moment, a master from the Sky Poison Sect quickly ran into the hall after being informed. The terrifying atmosphere in the hall made the master feel depressed, and he saluted Bai Bufan.
"What's the matter?" Bai Bufan asked.
The man lowered his head and said: "For the record, Great Elder, we have captured all the suspects in the town, and all those who resisted have been killed. Several of them are masters of the magic sect."
"Demon Gate?" Everyone in the hall was shocked. They were as irritable as the Emperor of Western Chu. Their expressions changed involuntarily, and there was no roar as expected.
This is all because everyone present knew very well that the Demon Sect was so powerful back then that it was the military forces led by the five dynasties, plus the rivers and lakes forces headed by the Twelve Holy Lands, who jointly annihilated it.
The Demon Sect has always been a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. Likewise, the remnants of the Demon Sect have their ultimate goal of destroying them.
Emperor of Southern Wu: "Could it be that the super master of the Demon Sect killed Qi Cunli?" Qi Cunli was the nickname of the Emperor of Northern Qi.
Bai Bufan asked the person who reported the report: "Where are the people from the Demon Sect?"
The man said: "Some of them were killed, and six others are now detained in Feipu Pavilion, and their martial arts have been abolished."
Bai Bufan shouted: "Interrogation! Use all means to interrogate all the circumstances within one hour, otherwise you will be the only one to ask!"
The man's mouth was dry and he swallowed his saliva. He wanted to push back, but feeling the atmosphere of the scene and the cold eyes of the great elder, he had no choice but to agree and turned around immediately.
Not long after, another person hurriedly entered, bowed to the Emperor of Zhongzhou, and then presented a scroll: "Your Majesty, this is an image of an assassin painted by a painter in the Intelligence Department based on the description of the Northern Qi guards. Please ask your Majesty.
Take a look."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately shocked.
The Emperor of Zhongzhou stepped forward quickly, picked up the scroll and unfolded it. What he saw was a young face with long eyebrows, deep eyes and clear outlines. He must be rich and handsome.
This greatly exceeded the expectations of the Emperor of Zhongzhou. He did not expect the assassin to look like this.
The Eighth Prince next to him suddenly seemed to be stimulated and snatched the portrait away. His hands were so tight that he almost tore the portrait into pieces. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Zhuo Mufeng, it's you. You...
The evildoer who brought disaster to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty!"
Master Jingxin and others had met Zhuo Mufeng, and when they looked at the portrait, they were also in a daze. They had doubts, but they didn't expect that it was really the other person.
Has this child’s skill reached this level? It’s simply unbelievable!
The Emperor of Zhongzhou asked in surprise: "Could it be that this son is the Eastern Zhou Dynasty Mad Dragon who has been rumored to be the world's best martial arts wizard in recent years and is expected to become the second martial god?"
Ordinary martial arts masters cannot get into the eyes of people like the Emperor of Zhongzhou, but if it involves the level of the God of Martial Arts, everything is different.
Even if Zhuo Mufeng only hopes to imitate the God of War, his name has already appeared on the desks of emperors of various dynasties, and has become the focus of the intelligence organizations of each dynasty.
Master Jingxin nodded: "There is no doubt that it is this son, but I am very strange as to why he abducted Concubine Lan. Is there any hidden secret in it?"
"Hidden secrets, bullshit hidden secrets! That boy is known as a devil of lust. He must have evil intentions when he saw Concubine Lan's beautiful face when he was killing her!" The Eighth Prince was furious at the side, his body trembling.
As a result, everyone looked at him strangely.
A few years ago, the Eighth Prince wanted to stupefy Wu Yuanyuan in the Wu Mansion, but Zhuo Mufeng ended up having two prostitutes stuffed into her. Others didn't know, but with the energy of the people present, they knew it clearly.
In their eyes, the eighth prince's moral character when it comes to women is not much better than Zhuo Mufeng's, and his methods are even more despicable. He called the other person a lustful devil, which always gave people a feeling of anger and frustration, as if Zhuo Mufeng was stealing the money.
It's the same as his.
"Is he Zhuo Mufeng?" The figure flashed, and the man named Mu who was chasing Zhuo Mufeng also appeared in the hall.
Tang Zhao, the master of Shura Palace, asked hurriedly: "I heard that your Excellency is chasing someone, what do you think?"
Everyone was staring at the man named Mu. Especially the Eighth Prince, who was so nervous that he held his breath and shouted excitedly: "Uncle, where is he? I will kill that boy with my own hands!"
Emperor's uncle? Everyone's eyes flickered, but now is not the time to care about the other person's identity.