I went crazy after dressing as a villainous tyrant

The night is fading away, when everything is silent.

In Kunyi Palace, dozens of intertwined black shadows sneaked into Feng Jin's bedroom, obviously very familiar with this place.

The guards outside the main hall didn't feel anything different, but the guards near the sleeping hall were knocked out silently, and soon the leader's figure entered the inner hall where Feng Jin was.

"Who?" Shen Xinghe, who has been guarding here, was the first to warn. He is proficient in medicine and only superficial in martial arts. The moment he felt another breath entering, he exclaimed: "There is an assassin, escort!"

"It's useless, just die!" Ye Xiuran couldn't speak out, and his confidant Jing Bei took the place of him to deal with this insignificant Shen Xianjun.

"Bah!"

Seeing that the knife was about to slash at Shen Xinghe, he couldn't dodge it, and could only take out the poison on his body and swung it at it, but it was obvious that the opponent moved faster, and he had no power to fight back in the face of absolute strength.

"Hmph, you are the first one to dare to go to this Lord's Kunyi Palace and kill people under my nose!"

It was too late to say that, Feng Jin, who had been lurking in the dark night and did not make a move, deflected away the menacing knife with a sword, and then a strong zhenqi flashed, which directly made the newly entered heaven Even Jing Bei took three steps back, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You haven't been poisoned?" Jing Bei felt the qi and blood in his body surge even more, he was shocked and said: "My lord, we have been fooled!"

Feng Jin stood in front of Shen Xinghe in plain clothes. Against the backdrop of the faint lights in the room, his face was extremely pale, but even so, as long as he stood there properly, it was enough to intimidate Shen Xinghe.

"You youngsters dare to assassinate me, it seems that you are really tired!"

"Feng Jin wasn't poisoned at all, otherwise how could he force his subordinates to retreat so easily?" Seeing this, Jing Bei's face changed drastically, and he immediately remonstrated: "Maybe there is a fraud here, they have already set up an ambush to wait for us, Lord, we should withdraw first!"

"That's not necessarily true. He didn't do it first, which means everything is not that simple."

Although there was fear in Ye Xiuran's eyes, he didn't intend to leave. Instead, he raised his hand and slashed at Feng Jin with a sword. He changed his voice and said:

"Maybe it's just putting on airs and putting on airs!"

"Whether the poisoning is true or not, you have to try it to know!"

Ye Xiuran poured [-]% of his internal strength into this sword, and condensed all the years of learning. It can be said that he was approaching the extreme. With a destructive power, he directly faced Feng Jin who had already stood up to meet the enemy.

"boom!"

"What a daring assassin, I want to see your true face!"

Feng Jin narrowed his eyes, a flash of interest flashed in his eyes, and then he was as immobile as a mountain, his whole body's aura changed instantly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he raised his hand to meet him with a sword.

"If you want to kill me, do it in your next life!"

The two forces collided, and the ground shook in an instant, and such a big movement finally attracted the attention of all the masters in the palace. After hearing the wind, the forces from all directions moved towards Kunyi Palace one after another.

The contest between Ye Xiuran and Feng Jin also drained his true qi quickly. He suppressed the surge of qi and blood in his body, and the expression in his eyes changed several times. It was obviously difficult to cope with this situation.

"My lord, we have been tricked, let's withdraw first!" Sensing the aura of the masters surrounding him, Jing Bei felt bad, and immediately persuaded:
"If all the Golden Scaled Guards and the Dark Guards are here, then no matter what, we won't be able to leave!"

Feng Jin's eyes dimmed, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's not that easy to leave!"

While he was speaking, he raised his hand and slashed down with a condensed palm, and when he was about to force the assassin back with such power, Ye Xiuran saw some clues from the slightly flustered breath of the opponent , turned his backhand, changed his mind about retreating, and raised his sword to press forward.

"Really? Your Majesty is just a bluff, can't you really see it when you are the deity?"

Seeing the sword move sweeping towards him like an antelope's horns, Feng Jin's eyes moved slightly, and he dodged, and his figure suddenly retreated a few minutes, obviously already in a precarious state.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Shen Xinghe immediately stepped forward to support Feng Jin, who was already showing signs of weakness, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, you must stop being brave!"

After speaking, Shen Xinghe's indifferent temperament also showed anger at this moment, he said to the crowd who were ready to go:
"Everyone is aggressive, don't forget that this gentleman is also the No. 1 Chinese medicine technique in Shengjing City. Just when you were tired of dealing with the queen, this gentleman took Broken Heart Powder in this incense. If you still want to survive, you must hurry up!" leave."

"If you don't force this poison out of your body within an hour, no matter how high your martial arts are, you will be heartbroken and you will definitely die!"

Shen Xinghe was putting all his eggs in one basket, even though reinforcements were close at hand, he still didn't dare to continue gambling.

If it is wrong, it will be lost forever!

The seven assassins in the hall looked at each other in blank dismay. After hearing the poisonous name, they really felt something different in their bodies. When they mobilized their internal strength, they felt a dull pain in their abdomen.

"Since the deity dares to come today, he is not afraid of this mere heartbreak, Feng Jin, you must die!"

Ye Xiuran didn't care about his body at all, he missed a single blow, and tried to seize the opportunity, holding the sword in his left hand and turning his right hand into a palm, filled with internal energy, and the attack came down like an antelope's horns.

It was true that Feng Jin couldn't make another move. If he used to use less than ten moves as usual, he would be able to put this daring assassin to death, but the situation is different now.

False and real, true and false, in order to confuse the enemy.

Even for His Majesty, he still has to show a little weakness.

Maybe, if she is really hurt, she will...

Thinking of this, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Feng Jin's mouth, and after trying to avoid the palm, he still couldn't avoid the menacing long sword.

At the critical moment, Shen Xinghe stood in front of Feng Jin without warning with the determination to die.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Fortunately, Feng Jin was not really powerless in a fight. Seeing the person who had no regard for life and death rushing towards him, he couldn't hold back, so he had no choice but to pull his arm, so that the long sword wrapped in great power was inserted into his shoulder. .

The bright red blood poured down from the wound, staining Shen Xinghe's clothes red, making Feng Jin's drooping eyes glow with scarlet.

Ever since he became the head of Shuramen, he has never been so aggrieved!

After he became famous, he swore that if someone hurt his person in front of him again, he would make that person pay the most painful price.

When he was young and powerless, he could only watch his loved ones die before his eyes. Now that he holds the power in his hands, he still wants to do it for the overall situation...

While Feng Jin was trying to suppress the soaring anger and killing intent in his heart, Ye Xiuran, who was alone in danger, refused to let it go. He drew his sword and turned slightly. The sword was like the wind, split into three, and once again killed him away from his deathbed.

"Suffer to death!"

Seeing that Feng Jin finally couldn't suppress the emotional fluctuations in his heart, so that when the veins burst out, suddenly a familiar voice with a bit of urgency suddenly came:
"If you want to kill the king, you must first pass my level!"