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Chapter 159
Zilanxuan in the night is like a besieged giant beast.

Under the command of the commander, thousands of forbidden troops blocked the streets for several miles around Zilanxuan. In order to ensure the secrecy of the plan, all the forbidden troops sent by Ji Wuye were his confidants.

The night organization headed by Ji Wuye has controlled the Korean government for many years, and no one has ever dared to challenge their authority.

Even the sons of King Han respected them more.

But... since the return of that young master Han Fei, his actions have always been vaguely aimed at Ye Sui.

Ji Wuye stood in the attic of the General's Mansion, sneering slightly.

Han Fei's purpose is probably clear to him; he learned Taoism from Guiguzi, returned to his homeland, and wanted to reorganize the government and cleanse the government and the public.

"Heh... the night is all over South Korea, and we control the military, government, peasants and peasants, and even the closest people around King Han are ours," Ji Wuye rubbed his fingers, "A young master who has no power is delusional." Go against the sky?"

Since Han Fei returned to South Korea, he has been under surveillance. Zilanxuan is a place he often goes in and out of. The assassin is from Zilanxuan. If it is said that it has nothing to do with Han Fei, no one will believe it.

"Using this method, it seems impossible to bring down a young master..." Emerald Tiger was a little worried. Even if it was proved that the assassin was related to Young Master Han Fei, the crime of attacking the Hou's mansion at night would be difficult to pass. Han Fei went to jail because of it: "Even if the king doesn't like Mr. Han Fei, he is his son after all."

Ji Wuye waved his hand, "Destroy Zilanxuan, beat Han Fei! Let him recognize the reality and slaughter the alliance he established!"

……

In the night, it seemed that some kind of ants were climbing, and it was surprisingly quiet.

Zilanxuan had no customers today and was closed; Zinu frowned, looking at the dull street, the ominous premonition rose again in her heart.

"What's wrong?" The door was pushed open, and Han Fei walked in, "You look restless."

"Things are wrong..." Zi Nu took out her soft sword from the sword box beside her, "South Korea has a curfew, and it is normal for no one to be around late at night; but since an hour ago, even the patrolling soldiers around Zi Lanxuan It never appeared, as if it was deliberately isolating Zi Lanxuan."

Han Fei's mind was clear, and he also noticed that the situation had changed.

"The Forbidden Army in the capital city is controlled by the general. Could it be that he wants to tear himself apart with me..." Han Fei thought quickly in his heart. With this courage, what exactly is he going to do tonight?
"He does not dare to kill you head-on, but what if you are assassinated by an assassin?" Zi Nu looked serious and thought of a possibility: "After you are killed by the assassin, he will mobilize the imperial army and let the assassin go on purpose. The crime of ineffective command of the army."

"Besides, in the current South Korea, who do you think is more important in your father's eyes, Ji Wuye or you? Even if Ji Wuye is demoted because of this, he will be reinstated soon."

Han Fei was silent.

He couldn't answer this question. Ji Wuye had been a general for many years and had won the trust of King Han.

It is basically impossible for King Han to be furious because he was assassinated, and Ji Wuye lose power from then on.

As he was thinking about it, the sound of neat footsteps and armor clashing suddenly came from the street.

The swords clashed, reflecting a cold light.

At the same time, a more icy chill gradually began to permeate, covering the entire Zi Lan Xuan, and the floor under his feet began to freeze.

"Blood Yihou has arrived..."

Han Fei frowned. This was Xue Yihou's unique expression of internal strength. He was Ji Wuye's partner. If Ji Wuye wanted to touch Han Fei tonight, he would definitely be there.

"He won't take action himself, but his presence is also an invisible deterrent, and it will be difficult for us to escape." Zi Nu gritted her teeth.

"Crack it! Kick it!"

The candles in the room were suddenly blown out, and it was plunged into darkness for an instant.

In an unknown corner, it seemed that someone was muttering to himself, with an extremely malicious laugh.

There is a pair of eyes staring at me!

This consciousness was so strong that it was hard to control it, and Han Fei's face turned pale.

There is an extremely powerful assassin who has sneaked into Zilanxuan, hiding in the darkness, and wants to give himself a fatal blow!
The extremely strong breath of death filled instantly, and Han Fei's eyebrows twitched.

The moon outside the window turned bloody at some point...

……

Stepping lightly on the floor, a ghostly figure appeared in Zilanxuan's main hall.

The two swords reflected each other, reflecting his face; his face was full of silent death, with a vertical and horizontal scar.

His eyes were serious, like a cheetah preparing to prey.

Among the many breathing sounds, he accurately captured the aura of his prey.

The black and white swords dragged dazzling sparks on the bluestone floor, and he leaned over and jumped straight to the attic.

He could sense that there was an equally powerful aura in this hall; but it did not affect his plan, as long as the people he was targeting, no one could escape.

Because he is a first-class killer in Luowangtianzi.

Eight Swords of the King of Yue, Black and White Xuan Jian.

Outside Zilan Pavilion.

Looking at Zilanxuan, which was blocked by many forbidden troops, Ji Wuye's mouth curled up slightly.

"The No. 300 killer in Tianzi, Black and White Xuanjian. I heard that there are more than [-] masters who died in his hands. He is a well-deserved killer." Emerald Tiger laughed, "Zi Lanxuan is destined to be slaughtered today, Lord Hou , do you want to go in and join in the fun?"

Xue Yihou lightly stroked the only remaining red sword at his waist with his palm, and licked his lips indifferently.

The assassin's strength was indeed beyond imagination; he was able to suppress himself in a head-on confrontation, and took away his sword.

This is a great shame.

"No matter how strong a person's strength is, he can't match thousands of iron armor." Ji Wuye sneered, "No matter how brave a swordsman is, he is just a pawn to be driven by others; and Lord Hou, you and I are chess players. Angry about something?"

"Heh..." Xue Yihou didn't respond, but squinted his eyes and looked at the attic.

The attic of Zilanxuan.

Han Fei could already feel the cold breath of death getting closer and closer to him, his pupils constricted, and he looked at the wooden door in front of him.

The sound of sharp blades piercing the wind came from the ear.

"Crack!"

The door panel shattered and turned into flying pieces!

A black sword blade came towards him, followed by an indifferent gaze.

There is no way to avoid it!

For a moment, Han Fei felt that he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his whole body was enveloped in a murderous aura, and he became stiff.

Following the moonlight outside the window, he could clearly see the trajectory of the blade, and his pale face reflected on the blade.

Is that... the end?
Han Fei's mind went blank.

After an unknown amount of time, maybe just a moment, he heard a strange sound.

It's like the combination of iron armor and collision, and the breath spurts violently.

"Crack... Kick!"

In the brilliant blue light, a steel mech brutally crashed into the wall of the attic.

A pair of big mechanical hands directly pinched the black and white Xuanjian's swords, making it impossible for him to save.

Then, the mechanically processed Wei Zhuang's voice sounded.

"Should I say something, you have magical skills, and I have technology?"

(End of this chapter)