Zhou Yang was holding a copy of "Yin Yang He Huan Gong" in his hand and carefully studying the lifelike paintings of unknown people in it. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at the person who made the sound——
A girl of eight or nine years old.
She was wearing a white skirt, with big cute eyes, holding a copy of "The Art of Killing" in her hand, and looking at Zhou Yang with clear eyes.
With Zhou Yang's sharp ears and eyes, he didn't notice this little girl just now.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Yang asked back.
"My name is Li Sixia, and I am the ninth princess of Daxia. What about you?"
the little girl asked.
"Which palace are you from? When you come to the arsenal on the third floor, do you have a souvenir from His Majesty?"
A man in a black guard uniform walked out of the light and shadow of the bookshelf.
Only then did Zhou Yang realize that on the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion, his keen senses were suppressed.
Even the power of my own thoughts that came out of my body at this time was suppressed to a certain extent!
Seeing that the two people did not answer, the guard officer walked towards Zhou Yang and Zhou Yang with a cold look in his eyes: "You dare to go to the forbidden area on the third floor without a souvenir from His Majesty. You are really desperate!
No palace maid who doesn't know the rules will live long."
In his eyes, the two palace ladies who broke into the arsenal on the third floor to peek at the secret book, no matter who they were from, would not survive today.
However, these two palace maids are the best at catching people alive, and they may be the ones who broke into the imperial city somewhere!
Using this as a clue, we might be able to trace the possible forces behind it and catch them all in one go.
"Princess, please stand behind me."
The guard officer stood in front of the princess.
The martial arts people in the imperial city loved this ninth princess who had average talent in martial arts, but was obsessed with martial arts since she was a child and had an amazing talent in studying martial arts.
Although she is young and has average martial arts skills, every time she gives advice to others, she always has a sense of enlightenment and enlightenment, which makes people enlightened.
"Although the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion is unguarded, it is one of the eyes of the imperial city's formation, and every move within it is under the observation of the Tianxianjian."
The guard officer was afraid that these two palace ladies were dead soldiers trained by foreign forces, so he used words to attract their attention as he walked towards them.
"The two of us are the maids of Concubine Yang's house. We came to Wenyuan Pavilion to look for Thai and Western calligraphy and paintings. We accidentally broke into the third floor and asked the guard to investigate."
Zhou Yang's eyes narrowed, and an arc pistol was already locked under his wide sleeves.
The arc pistol is about the same size as the ordinary Walter PPK pistol. It is small and exquisite, easy to carry, and very convenient to use. The bullets are much slender and longer than ordinary pistols, and the magazine can withstand more bullets. With the help of the pulse arc, it can shoot a powerful
More powerful than an assault rifle, it is one of Zhou Yang's very practical weapons now.
"It's better to talk to Eunuch Wei of Dongchang about these remarks."
After the guard said this, he suddenly turned into a red shadow and struck Zhou Yang and Xiao Longnu with a palm.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
The electric arc suddenly lit up, and the guard took three steps back, covering his chest.
His chest was already stained with blood.
"What a weapon!"
The guard stretched out his hand and tore the clothes on his chest directly.
Only three blackened blood holes were seen, falling ferociously on his chest!
His beard and hair were spread out, his robes were flying, and a strong force hit his chest. Three slender bullets were pushed out, and they fell to the ground with a "dinging" sound.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah..."
However, Zhou Yang was unyielding and kept firing bullets from his hand, heading towards the guard.
"Dingle bell ring bell..."
Suddenly, the third floor was filled with light.
A long sword flew towards me, but no one was holding it. It flew through the air on its own, blocking the arc bullet fired by Zhou Yang!
These bullets were much faster than ordinary pistol bullets. They flew through the air at a speed that broke the sound barrier, but they were picked off one by one by this flying sword!
The reaction speed and sword movement speed of the person behind this flying sword have obviously exceeded the speed of sound.
This made Zhou Yang and Xiao Longnu tense up——
There are indeed extremely talented people in the imperial city!
Zhou Yang's left eye had already emitted a faint silver light, and with his eagle eyes he could see that there was an extremely thin golden thread on the hilt of the sword that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
It was this golden thread that pulled the long sword, and like a flying sword, it bounced off bullets one after another.
Following the golden thread, he swept away with his mind, and fifty steps away, a young man in his twenties fell into Zhou Yang's eyes.
Not only this young man, but also an old lady with white hair who appeared to be holding a dragon staff that was taller than her body landed on the roof of Wenyuan Pavilion.
A great monk with a bald head and evil eyes, holding a Buddhist bead made of copper and iron, also came under the window.
"The worshipers of the East Pavilion are here, where can you escape?"
The guard stared at the two people, and the blood hole in his chest kept squirming. He squeezed the wound hard to prevent the blood from flowing out: "Wenyuan Pavilion belongs to the civil and military, and they are all one of the great formations. If something goes wrong here,
, it will immediately attract the attention of the Dongge priests. You dare to come here to steal the secret book. You are so ignorant and fearless, and do not know whether to live or die!
Now what can we do with just one Qimen magic weapon?"
"Bah bah bah...ka..."
At this time, the bullets in Zhou Yang's hand suddenly ran out.
Without the restraint of the bullet, the flying sword naturally turned into a golden light and headed towards Zhou Yang to assassinate him.
Just when Zhou Yang was on guard, the flying sword suddenly flew back and returned to the scabbard behind the young man with a "choking" sound.
"We can't last long."
Zhou Yang saw it.
After all, this is not a real flying sword, but a delicate force, using the golden thread invisible to the naked eye to control the sword. It can be directed like an arm within a hundred steps, leaping vertically and horizontally, making it difficult to guard against.
However, this power cannot last for long at a time.
At this time, all three worshipers jumped into the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion.
"Can't delay."
Xiao Longnu stood beside Zhou Yang and whispered.
The three masters in the palace are definitely not the only ones in front of me.
As time goes by, the more experts come, the more dangerous the situation becomes.
"Let's capture him without any restraint. Without the guards' waistband, neither mana nor internal power can operate under the formation. It is impossible to escape if he is close to the Qimen weapons."
The old lady smashed the dragon stick in her hand and persuaded her with kind eyes.
In fact, for masters like them, once a fight breaks out, the house will collapse, and the arsenal on the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion is full of magical secrets.
Although there are backups elsewhere, this is still a high-profile place. If it is damaged, it will not look good.
"Amitabha, the sea of Buddha is boundless. When you turn around, you will reach the shore."
The evil-eyed monk clasped his hands together.
At this time, the three of them stood in a triangle position, blocking the way of Zhou Yang and Xiao Longnu.
In their eyes, these two people are already unable to escape!
"court death!"
The young man didn't see any movement, but suddenly he pointed his sword and the sword behind him came out of its sheath.
He flapped his ears gently, locking the position of Zhou Yang and the two. If you look closely, you can see that his eyes are not focused at all, and he is actually blind.
"bass!"
But at this moment, a trace of blood suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The young man covered his neck and turned his blind eyes in horror, looking in the direction of Zhou Yang and the two of them.
