Chapter 195 Meeting with Prince Ning
Chapter 195 Meeting with Prince Ning
The full moon floats in the blue sky, and the stars sink in the west.
The Qianyun Tower was brightly lit and heavily guarded inside and outside.
At dusk, more than a hundred strong men entered the guard tower. Although they were wearing casual clothes, they had official boots on their feet.
At that time, when people were needed, the Changdong swordsman was released from the woodshed and ordered to make up for his crime and continue to guard the gate.
"somebody is coming!"
More than ten cold blades were immediately unsheathed and pointed towards the hazy night.
Under the moonlight, the sound of horse hooves approached.
"Xu~"
The green horse rushed out of the darkness, reined in and raised its hooves. The man wore a golden mask and a sword with a crimson sheath hung on his waist. He dismounted, walked to the front of Qianyun Tower and stood still facing the cold blade.
Liu Hang took two steps forward and pointed his sword at the person who was coming: "Stop!"
"Go and inform your Highness Prince Ning that there is a visitor."
"Who are you? What do you want to see Mr. Ning for?"
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "That's not something I can tell you about."
Someone among the black-clad guards happened to have seen the scene on the ring in the daytime. After a little identification, he matched the man in front of him and said quickly, "Guard Liu, it was him who rescued the assassin!"
Liu Hang became alert instantly and at the same time was overjoyed. Here came the chance to redeem himself. Qianyun Tower, ah Qianyun Tower, I fell here and I will get up here.
"Come here, capture the assassin and hand him over to Mr. Ning for punishment!"
Liu Hang shouted loudly, and more than a dozen black-clad guards formed a crescent shape and attacked the enemy with swords raised.
"Why bother doing this again!"
Purple light suddenly emerged, like a lightning dragon, seeming to be able to cut through the night sky.
The sword made a half circle, and wherever it passed, the sound of "ding ding dang dang" continued to be heard, and more than ten weapons were cut in half.
Among the Huashan sword techniques, the 'Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon' move is the most exquisite. During the Huashan Conference, Zhang Yu saw Linghu Chong use this move, which was quite magical. Combining it with the moves on the stone wall of the secret cave on the Siguo Cliff, after constant study and practice, he has only achieved a 60% to 70% similarity so far, but it is enough to deal with these mediocre people.
The Ziwei Sword was returned to its sheath. The black-clad guards were frightened by the sword's edge and retreated involuntarily.
Liu Hang held the half-broken sword in his hand and looked at the broken blades on the ground, feeling caught in a dilemma.
"Okay, I was looking for you, but you came here to seek death!"
The noise here had already alarmed the people in the building. A man in purple jumped down from the third floor and landed steadily on the ground.
Zhang Yu glanced at her shoulder and smiled, "It seems your injury has healed."
"Hidden weapons hurt people, you can try again."
The purple-clothed woman raised her hands, hooked her five fingers, and her eyes were slightly red. She seemed to be affected by the martial arts she practiced. There was a cold and chilly air about her body, and the aura she created made people feel very uncomfortable.
Zhang Yu chuckled, but raised his head to the third floor, gathered all his internal strength, and shouted loudly: "There is a visitor, he is a friend, not an enemy, why not meet him."
"To disturb His Highness is to seek death!"
A cold wind blew across her face, and the purple-clothed woman's hands were bulging with blue veins. Her claws swung up and down, attacking Zhang Yu's chest and abdomen. If she landed on any solid ground, Zhang Yu's stomach would burst open.
"What kind of weird Kung Fu?"
Zhang Yu displayed the Feiyun magic skill to deal with it, but her body movements were also extremely fast. Her five fingers wavered, leaving only a series of afterimages in the air, accompanied by gusts of cold wind.
And as time passed, his hands, which were originally blue, turned black, like charred and dry bones, but his attacks became more and more fierce.
It seems that she didn't use her full strength when she fought against Wang Lingbao in the arena during the day.
"Swish~" Zhang Yu dodged to the side, only to miss by half a step, his clothes were torn and his nails scratched his flesh.
"She has poison on her fingers!"
Zhang Yu's right hand instantly climbed up to the hilt of the sword. He originally just wanted to witness this strange and evil kung fu, but he didn't expect that after her palms turned black, her strength increased sharply and she was already a threat to him. So there was no need to hold back.
At this moment, a voice sounded from Qianyun Tower.
"You two stop!"
The blue-robed official walked out of Qianyuan Tower and saw the two figures still fighting non-stop, with their moves becoming more and more dangerous and fierce. He hurriedly said, "Miss Zizhu, stop it. Mr. Ning invited the guests upstairs to chat."
Qianyun Building, Room No. 1.
Prince Ning had a bandage wrapped around his neck, leaning against a wooden chair, looking energetic. It was obvious that the lead bullet had only scratched his skin, and after using the best healing ointment, he was no longer seriously injured. He looked at the man sitting opposite him.
"You want to see me, the king, but you don't want to see me in my true form. Why is that?"
The purple-robed woman stood by, staring at the man with the golden mask vigilantly.
There was also a short and fat man in the room, sitting in front of the window, his eyes lingering on the jade pipa with cloud pattern and colorful phoenix on the wall. He nodded slightly from time to time, as if in admiration. Although this man looked plain-looking, his aura was as calm as a lake. He was obviously a famous martial artist.
"Why is Your Highness so obsessed with this? Sometimes when we don't see each other, maybe we have already seen each other. When we meet again, we are just tired of each other. Even if I take off this mask, Your Highness will believe that the face under the mask is my true face?"
The short and fat man heard these words and thought about them carefully, finding some profound meaning in them.
Prince Ning chuckled: "This is interesting. It's hard to tell the difference between truth and falsehood in the martial arts world."
Liu Yangzheng frowned and said, "Your Excellency is being mysterious and unwilling to take off your mask. Are you unwilling to even inform His Royal Highness Prince Ning of your identity and origin? Isn't this too rude?"
"Your Highness, please take a look."
Zhang Yu took out a silver token from his bosom. On the back was a black peak a hundred feet high with the sun and the moon rising at the same time. There were only four large characters on the front. After showing the token to the people present, he put it away.
"This is my sincerity."
There are all kinds of swindlers in the world, some pretend to be disciples of big sects, some pretend to be princes and sons of princes, but people pretending to be evil disciples of the Demon Cult are still rare. Firstly, the Demon Cult has a bad reputation and has always been hostile to people in the righteous way. Secondly, the Demon Cult will order the hunt and killing of those who pretend to be disciples of the Demon Cult without mercy.
Prince Ning nodded gently and said, "So you are from the Sun Moon Sect? No wonder you are so skilled."
When the short and fat man heard about the Sun and Moon Sect, he immediately looked over with a strange expression.
"I am Qi Queqiao, an elder of the Wind and Thunder Hall of the Sun Moon Divine Sect. I have come to the capital on the orders of the hall master to carry out a mission for our sect. The target of our investigation is the assassin who used a bird gun to assassinate Your Highness in the arena in broad daylight."
Liu Yangzheng said coldly: "You rescued the assassin! As a result, we are unable to track down the mastermind behind the scenes."
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "I have already asked for the prince. The assassin belongs to the Baijian Sect, and the Baijian Gang secretly works for the Jinyiwei. Their forces are hidden somewhere west of Zhuozhou."
When Prince Ning heard this, although he had some vague suspicions, he still couldn't help but be furious. He thought to himself, "That woman actually dared to use the Jinyiwei to assassinate the imperial prince. She is so cruel and crazy. Is there anything she wouldn't dare to do? How hateful!"
His face remained calm as water, and he chuckled, "The martial arts world and the imperial court should be clearly separated. This king has no friendship with the Sun Moon Divine Cult. Why did Mr. Qi come to reveal the news to this king?"
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Your Highness is right. The martial arts world and the imperial court were originally clearly separated, but Jinyiwei Wan Chonglou broke his promise and secretly supported the martial arts gangs to specifically oppose us, making the expansion of the Divine Cult in the martial arts world of Shuntian Prefecture extremely difficult. This is why I want to help Your Highness to wipe out the Baijian Gang."
King Ning glanced at his own adviser and found this reason to be reasonable.
However, Liu Yangzheng still had some concerns about cooperating with the Sun and Moon Sect.
Seeing that Prince Ning was somewhat moved, Zhang Yu continued, "The Hundred Swords Gang is the sharp sword of the Jinyiwei for doing dirty things. If they are not eradicated, there will definitely be more than one assassination attempt on Your Highness like today."
"If the assassin doesn't return tonight, I'm afraid the Hundred Swords Gang will become suspicious. We can't miss this opportunity. Please make a decision soon, Your Highness Prince Ning."
Prince Ning thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I promise Mr. Qi that we will join hands to wipe out the Hundred Swords Gang."
(End of this chapter)