From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 170: The Storm Rises and the Crossbows Stop, the Capital is in Turmoil (Part )
In the evening sunlight, a two-meter-long crossbow arrow appeared in front of Guo Baokun.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Guo Baokun's pupils suddenly shrank, but he did not retreat. The true energy in his body surged out.

"wind!!"

With a light shout from him, the surrounding air began to stir violently, and the surging true energy merged into the wind, turning into an invisible hand, which instantly attached itself to the three crossbow arrows.

call out! !

beep...

Fast, incredibly fast.

It was not until three crossbow arrows missed Guo Baokun in the air and hit the ground, with the arrow tails vibrating violently, that everyone finally reacted.

"Master Guo, are you okay?!"

At this time, the commander of the black-armored imperial guards looked at Guo Baokun with awe. As a guard of the Daoist Court, he never knew that this extremely famous Lord Guo was actually a powerful ninth-rank warrior.

Yes, ninth rank!

Among the five assassins, three were of the eighth rank and two were of the seventh rank, but they didn't even have a chance to attack in front of Lord Guo.

Just a low shout made all five assassins kneel down.

When the powerful military crossbow appeared, he almost thought that Guo Baokun was doomed. But now, with just a light shout, the three crossbow arrows that he thought were almost certain to hit Guo Baokun actually flew past his body.

Is it because the shot missed?
impossible.

It was Guo Baokun who changed the direction of the crossbow arrow.

He was also an eighth-rank master, but he simply could not use such means. If he were put in the same position as Guo Baokun just now, his body would probably have been shot with three big holes by the three crossbow arrows.

What kind of method is this? Even though he considers himself a martial arts expert and knowledgeable, he has never heard of it before.

"It's nothing, just a little scrape." Guo Baokun said calmly, his face showing no emotion, and he looked up at a two-story building on the street.

The building was not big, and the three windows on the second floor were open. Following Guo Baokun's gaze, the leader of the Black Cavalry's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, a team of black-armored imperial guards rushed into the building.

Guo Baokun watched the actions of the Black Cavalry quietly, raised his left hand, and gently wiped his right arm. Blood spurted out from the torn shirt, and the muscles at the wound opened by the crossbow arrow tightened, stopping the bleeding.

Shaking off the blood on his hands, he smiled to himself and turned to look at several assassins kneeling on the ground. At this time, these people had been captured by the black-armored imperial guards. After struggling for a few times, they found that they could not break free, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes.

"stop!"

Guo Baokun shouted at them again, and the assassin, who was about to bite the poison sac in his teeth, suddenly stiffened his mouth muscles.

"Is this... a sorcery?!"

The eyes of several people looking at Guo Baokun were suddenly filled with fear. They had never heard of such a method.

"Don't even think about struggling, and don't even think about committing suicide. Those below the Ninth Rank are powerless against me." Guo Baokun walked up to the leading assassin and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"

The leading assassin's face froze, and he showed signs of struggling. "I... I... I am Jianlu's disciple."

"Disciples of Si Gu Jian, tell me, who ordered you to assassinate me?!"

"No, I don't know!"

"do not know?"

"I, we only accept tasks, no, I don't know who the employer is."

"Who gave you this mission?!"

"Ma...Boss Ma."

"Who is Boss Ma?!" "Kyoto Jinhua Tower, Boss Ma Wencheng."

"Jinhua Tower?!" Guo Baokun nodded and said to several imperial guards, "Take them back. They won't commit suicide."

"Yes!" Several imperial guards who were escorting the assassins felt that their worldview had been completely overturned. They didn't even dare to look at Guo Baokun any longer, and hurriedly pulled the five assassins into the Taoist Court.

"It's within expectations, but the use of crossbows is a bit unexpected." Guo Baokun looked at the frightened people around him and said with a helpless bow, "Everyone, I'm sorry to trouble you all. Please go back and don't gather here anymore. It's no fun anymore."

The frightened people scattered in panic.

There was no way, as ordinary people they didn't react until this time.

At this time, the group of people who had just rushed into the two-story building came out, carrying three corpses and three military crossbows.

"Sir, three assassins committed suicide."

"Let him commit suicide. Take this man and his crossbow to Kyoto Prefecture. Oh, and send the five assassins there too. This matter is under the jurisdiction of Kyoto Prefecture and has nothing to do with us."

"Yes!"

"Alright, that's it. I have to go back now. When the people from Kyoto Prefecture come, you can explain what happened to them."

He looked calm and composed, as if it had nothing to do with him at all, and said that he had no way of dealing with the commander of the imperial guards.

"Sir, why don't you wait a little longer? With such a big incident, the people from Kyoto Prefecture and the Five Cities Military Commission should be arriving soon."

"What the hell are you waiting for? His Highness is waiting for me for a meeting. How about you ask for leave for me?"

Suddenly, the commander of the imperial guards shrank his head and stopped talking.

"Let's go." Guo Baokun waved his sleeves, leaving without a single cloud.

————I am the dividing line————

In the Kyoto Post Station, Li Mingchuan and Yan Bingyun had already walked out of the house.

Li Mingchuan had a smile on his face, while Yan Bingyun had a serious look on his face.

At this moment, Fan Xian had already tidied up his room. When he pushed the door open, he ran into the two of them.

"Master Fan, are you ready?"

"Well, it's almost time, Lord Li. Is the Highness coming soon? I heard that he seems to have set up camp outside."

"His Highness has brought back two hundred personal soldiers this time, so this post station is naturally too small for them to stay. I'm here, firstly, to hand over some matters to Young Master Yan, and secondly, to represent the Eastern Palace to welcome the eldest prince. Now that I've finished my work here, I'll go over there now." As he spoke, he said hello to a group of officials, left the post station, mounted a horse, and rode away, leaving only a little dust.

After watching Li Mingchuan's receding figure until he could no longer be seen, Fan Xian turned around and said to Yan Bingyun, "Mr. Yan, congratulations."

"What are you so happy about? Do you know what this Mr. Li is handing over to me?!"

"Hand over what?"

"When Lord Li arrived, he was ordered by the Crown Prince to hang Qin Yuan's shameful thing on the gate of the west city of Kyoto. The Crown Prince said that he had to be hung there for three days and three nights, and asked me to let him down at this time after three days."

Fan Xian opened his mouth slightly, and after a long moment, he burst into laughter, "Great, that's great! This bastard has finally been dealt with!"

Thinking of the suffering he and his group had endured in Northern Qi because of Qin Yuan, Fan Xian was extremely happy.

"Also, the Crown Prince has asked Lord Li to bring my official letter and some information about the Eastern Palace. From now on, I will be leaving the diplomatic corps and acting as the Eastern Palace Secretary. I still need to review the information and understand the situation of the Eastern Palace, so I will not accompany you any longer."

"Ah? Is it so urgent?!" Fan Xian was stunned.

"Yes, it's that urgent." Yan Bingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling that his future days might not be easy.

(End of this chapter)