Chapter 56 The assassin attacks, the five-step flying halberd

"System, where is Yue Wumu now?"

"Reporting to the master, Yue Fei has entered the world and will come to surrender within a month!"

"One month?"

Ning Fan frowned slightly. You know, Dian Wei and Jia Xu all appeared in front of him within a day, and Zhuge Liang was directly in his palace, but Yue Fei actually extended the time to one month?

"Forget it, one month is one month!"

Ning Fan quietly exited the system, took out Sun Tzu's Art of War from the system space, and began to study it seriously. These days, reading military books before going to bed seems to have gradually become his habit.

The golden crow falls in the west, and the jade rabbit rises in the east.

Early winter is coming, late autumn is bleak, the night wind whistles continuously, and the dead leaves roll up from the ground and float under the moonlight!

"Woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

"Woof woof!"

The sound of several dogs barking broke the silence of the night, and seven or eight figures flew under the moonlight, making a sound of breaking through the air!

"Where did the wild dog come from? Damn it, I'm going to kill it!"

"Stop!"

The leading black-clothed man's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The mission is urgent, don't make trouble!"

"There are experts guarding the Xuanyong Palace. Prepare strong bows and crossbows, and make sure to hit it with one shot!"

"This place is close to the palace. Once we are discovered, the imperial guards will come to support us within an incense stick, so we only have one incense stick of time!"

"Remember, after the matter is done, you must not fight to the end, otherwise, you know the consequences..."

"Yes!"

The black-clothed men said yes, and each of them stood up and rushed deep into the Xuanyong Palace.

This group of black-clothed men are all martial arts masters, and their light skills are also very good. It is difficult for ordinary palace soldiers to detect them. In just a few breaths, eight black-clothed assassins sneaked into the Xuanyong Palace and rushed towards the attic where Ning Fan was.

"The attic in front is the target's bedroom!"

"Prepare the crossbows!"

As soon as the assassin leader finished speaking, the eight people took off the crossbows they were carrying and aimed at the bright window of the attic!

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Inside the attic.

Ning Fan yawned, a trace of sleepiness appeared on his face, and put down the Art of War in his hand.

I haven't been to the military camp for the past two days, and I should go there tomorrow.

It's just right that I can discuss the implementation of the military farming system with my father in the morning court tomorrow, as well as the pig farm...

"Qu Yuan Plow!"

"With the Qu Yuan Plow, a magical tool for reclamation, plus sweet potatoes and potato seeds, not to mention feeding a hundred thousand troops, even three hundred thousand or five hundred thousand is not a problem!"

"I wonder if Shen Wansan has got the salt mine!"

Just as Ning Fan was thinking, he heard the sound of crossbows breaking through the air, breaking through the window directly and shooting towards Ning Fan!

"Not good!"

"There's an assassin!"

The guards outside the attic also noticed it immediately and cried out in surprise.

Ning Fan heard the sound of the bowstring and subconsciously turned over. Several arrows passed by and nailed to the wooden decoration on one side.

Ning Fan lay on the ground motionless, and was also shocked and sweating!

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Dian Wei rushed in from the outer bedroom at the first time, with a look of concern on his face. He was relieved when he saw Ning Fan was intact.

"Huh!"

"I'm fine!" Ning Fan exhaled deeply, stood up and clapped his hands, with a cold light in his eyes, "Elai, follow me out to see!"

"Your Highness!"

"What, do you think you can't protect me?"

"Uh!" Dian Wei was speechless, and smiled honestly: "Your Highness, with me here, no one can hurt you!"

As the two talked, they walked out of the attic. In the spacious courtyard, eight black-clothed assassins had already fought with the palace soldiers of the Xuanyong Palace. Facing the siege of dozens of guards, they seemed to be at ease!

In just a few short breaths, more than a dozen palace guards fell in a pool of blood.

Ning Fan's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and he said lightly: "Elai, you go in person, don't let anyone go!"

"As you command!"

Dian Wei licked his lips, and a murderous aura surged on his body. He carried a double halberd and killed the black-clothed assassins!

Ning Fan, wearing a plain nightgown, stood on the steps in front of the attic, looking at the black-clad men fighting one after another, his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Who sent them?"

"Zheng Xuan?"

"Or Chen Mansion?"

With the addition of Dian Wei, the situation reversed instantly. The eight black-clad men seemed to realize the extraordinaryness of the black-faced man in front of them, and they were secretly alert in their hearts!

"Kill the target first!"

"Old Seven, Old Eight, you go up, we will hold back these guards!"

"Okay!"

Two figures in the crowd looked at each other, flew over, and rushed towards Ning Fan.

Lin Yong's figure appeared silently beside Ning Fan at some point, with a cold light in his eyes, looking at the black-clad assassin rushing up, as if looking at a dead person!

Dian Wei swung out his halberd, directly knocking away the two men in black who were coming to kill him. He rushed forward and blocked the two assassins. With just two halberds, he cut the two black-clad assassins with high martial arts skills in half!

"Hiss!"

Lin Yong's face also showed a touch of shock, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

"Dian Zhuangshi is really good at martial arts!"

"I'm afraid your horizontal training kung fu has reached the master level!"

"Uncle Lin, looking at your posture, it seems that you are also quite good?"

"Hehe!"

Lin Yong heard this and smiled awkwardly: "Second Master, don't you know me?"

"It's just a little bit of kung fu, I can barely show off a few tricks, not up to the standard!"

"Haha!"

Ning Fan's mood was also relieved a lot, looking at the remaining black-clothed men, he was also eager to try!

However, he finally suppressed his urge to move, although he had practiced kung fu for a few days, and even practiced the first move of the thirteen fatal shots to a small success!

But compared with these assassins with high martial arts skills, it's really not good enough!

However, he was able to save his life today, thanks to the hard practice of martial arts in the past few days, which improved his physical functions by several levels.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to do the roll just now, and he would have died under those arrows!

"Dian Wei, try to catch them alive!"

"Okay!"

After hearing Ning Fan's reminder, Dian Wei restrained his double halberds and hit the man with the halberds. After only three or five rounds, he knocked the two men to the ground.

"What a strong martial arts!"

"This man has only brute force, don't get entangled with him!"

"Kill King Xuan Yong first!"

The black-clothed leader looked at Ning Fan with an undisguised killing intent, and rushed forward.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Dian Wei's face changed slightly, and he swung all the assassins who blocked him away with a halberd, but the black-clothed man was extremely agile and it was too late to rush forward.

"Five-step flying halberd technique!"

Lin Yong stepped forward and was about to make a move, but he heard Dian Wei shouting, and a smaller version of the halberd appeared in his hand. He waved his hand and threw it over, whistling into the back of the black-clothed man.

"Die!"

Ning Fan's movements were not slow at all. He picked up a long spear and thrust it out. The tip of the spear went straight through his body. The black-clothed leader had a strong unwillingness on his face and died with his eyes wide open!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding..."

A series of crisp bells rang out. Ning Fan, Lin Yong and the others all changed their expressions and looked towards the direction of the palace!

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