Peach Blossom Button

The more sharp weapons you use, the more you have to worry about cutting your hands.

"Yue Yayan—!"

At this time, King Chenghui's face turned red with anger, like a boiled shrimp.He pushed away Wu Tiewei's confidant who was standing in front of him, pointed at Bai Wangyan and yelled at Bai Wangyan without any princely image: "Damn it, you damned bastard! You actually plotted against me!" Already!"

Bai Wangyan looked coldly at the once mighty third prince pointing at him and shouting curses, foam splashing, as vulgar as a villain.It was this person in front of him who caused his family to be ruined, his father to suffer unjust injustice, and even the whole village of Taohuayuan to be persecuted by his ambition, causing Tao Mo to be displaced!

He couldn't help gritting his teeth, put the white fan in his hand, and showed a cruel smile: "The Nine Kings must have broken through the Six Kings' army and protected the imperial city by now. Third Prince, are you sure, can you still escape?"

"You!" With anger stuck in his throat, King Chenghui stared viciously at the young man in white with a face somewhat similar to his own, and clenched his hands into fists.

Always conceited, he never imagined that the assassins he cultivated could turn his back on him.He thought that everything he had done was seamless, but he never expected that everything had been planned many years ago...

Yazi is Yazi after all.

"Ha," a flash of light flashed in his mind, and King Chenghui smiled angrily, with an extremely weird expression, "Do you really think the plan is perfect?"

"It's just repelling the Six Kings' army, so you think you've won? Are you sure you can escape from Wu Tiewei? What's more, you are not the only one of the three major killers in Shuangyue Pavilion!" Chenghui said with a smile on his face. Feeling more and more frantic, he laughed and waved his hands, "Quick, go! What are you standing there for!"

Seeing the prince sometimes angry and sometimes smiling, Wei Song felt a little hesitant in his heart. He stretched out his hand to touch it, thinking that this black iron armor is really powerful, and after receiving Tao Mo's straight-faced sword, only a shallow sword remained hurt.As for the remaining Wu Tiewei, except for those who stumbled and fell into the Styx River, they were wounded by Yashi's poisonous blade and died of poisoning and festering. He silently counted the remaining number of people in his heart, and his heart sank.

If he could delay the time a little bit, he would definitely be able to wait until the envoy of the wind arrived, but he clearly remembered that the emissary of Ya...

No, no!Why are there two elegant envoys!

Wei Song quickly drew the long knife from Wu Tiewei's hand, and slammed it at the gate of the unknown palace.

The blade slashed out a gale, roaring towards it.The young man in gray who had been secretly studying the gate of the Weiming Palace in the chaos suddenly turned his head and faced the dazzling silver light.

"Crack!" A black shadow sprang out from the darkness, and unexpectedly bounced the long knife away. In the blink of an eye, this black shadow flew past the crowd and rushed towards it.

"Protect the lord!" The commander of Wu Tiewei finally came to his senses, he turned his head and shouted in a hurry, but at this moment, the black shadow flew past his head, and a pair of iron hands grabbed at Wu Tiewei who was hiding in front of him. Later, King Chenghui.

"Yes, it's the Song Envoy!" As the black shadow approached, the sharp-eyed Wu Tiewei immediately recognized the pair of iron claws, and hurriedly raised his weapon to meet him, but he was no match for the Song Envoy. Grabbing sharply, several other Wu Tiewei rushed over to protect King Chenghui, but they were completely invincible. The Wu Tiejia collided with the iron claws, making an extremely ear-piercing scratching sound.King Chenghui screamed and hid behind his subordinates, but through the gap, he could still see the maddened appearance of the emissary who looked like a ghost.

Among the three envoys of the Shuangyue Pavilion, the wind envoys come and go without a trace, the elegant envoys have thousands of faces and are hard to find, and the eloquent envoys take away souls from thousands of miles away.Song Shi is extremely withdrawn, taciturn, and therefore extremely mysterious. He does not usually move around in the Frost Moon Pavilion, and only appears when performing tasks.

But now, this living King of Hades is just like this in front of the Weiming Palace. His two iron hands have beaten a group of black iron guards powerlessly. Those weapons met his iron claws. Papery.King Chenghui screamed and ran like a headless chicken behind the Wu Tiewei. The prince, who had just looked like a winner, was no different from a chicken running around in a cage.

When Wei Song saw this, he immediately grabbed his spear and rushed forward impatiently, but this was exactly what exposed his back to Bai Wangyan and the others.Seeing this opportunity, Tao Mo would definitely not let go. He hated Wu Tiewei very much in his heart, and King Chenghui was an enemy who exterminated his clan. His new and old hatred was already on fire in his heart.But Bai Wangyan next to him didn't move at all. The Shuangyue Pavilion killer cast his eyes on the gray-clothed youth who was hiding in the shadows and pondering the gate of the Weiming Palace. Seeing that the man was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, a gust of wind flashed by my ears, and it was the swordsman in black who rushed towards the commander Wu Tiewei with his sword in hand.

"You bastards, stop him quickly!" King Chenghui yelled hoarsely while hiding.But those Wu Tiewei who stopped the envoy fell down one after another, and they were about to kill him.At this moment, Wei Song arrived in time, swiped the spear in his hand, and immediately wrestled with the envoy.

Years of hatred burned Tao Mo's chest like a raging fire.As if feeling the anger of its master, the Zhuohua Sword hummed continuously and turned into a white rainbow, stabbing straight at the back of the leader of Wu Tiewei.This sword that contained internal strength was actually a violent sword wind!The sword energy surged, and wherever it passed, it knocked away all the black iron guards on both sides. Some of them had no time to dodge, and were directly blown into the water of the Styx by this overbearing and fierce sword energy, turning into a pool of dead bones.

At this time, Wei Song had no way to avoid it, he only felt a piercing sword wind coming from behind him, and the next moment, the white rainbow had arrived.

The leader of the black iron guard wailed, knelt down on his knees, and spat out blood with a "wow", and the black iron armor behind him had already been pierced into a bleeding hole by the burning sword.

He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the black-clothed swordsman holding the hilt, his eyes were slightly dazed: "You... are the one from back then..."

Tao Mo's chest rose and fell violently, he gasped heavily, and with the last of his strength, he pulled the Zhuohua sword from Wei Song's back heart, blood spattered everywhere, and the dark pattern of peach blossoms on the handle of the Zhuohua sword was bright red .

"You follow King Chenghui to destroy my entire clan," Tao Mo cast his eyes coldly, and said word by word: "Death is not a pity."

The black iron armor is extremely strong, especially the armor worn by Wei Song, the commander of Wu Tiewei. Ordinary sword moves can't shake it at all, but if you use the "Breaking Army" move of Xingming swordsmanship... you can use all your internal energy to activate the sword intent , Breaking through thousands of iron armor is easy.But this move consumes a lot of physical strength, and Tao Mo only managed to make it this far with his profound skills.

"Ah……"

Wei Song suddenly laughed out loud, and Tao Mo suddenly had a bad premonition on that expression of pain and maniacal laughter.At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the silver light entangled in the blood, it was the blood-stained silver thread, densely extending from somewhere...

The envoy who is drawn by the silver thread.

Puppet people.

In Tao Mo's extremely tired mind, he was suddenly frightened by a memory from a long time ago, his whole body shuddered, and Zhuohua in his hand had already clenched the stab.

But the commander of Wu Tiewei was faster than him, it was the last breath of strength before death, Wei Song swiped the short knife hidden in his hand towards the silver thread.The tough silver wires fell off one after another. At the same time, the envoy who was restraining the Wu Tiewei around him suddenly tilted and fell to the ground lifelessly. The ground fell to the ground, stained with blood.

"So, it's just a dummy..." Wei Song lamented with great regret, his eyes lost life.

Tao Mo looked at the "Song Envoy" who had fallen in the crowd, and he turned his head quickly, only to see Bai Wangyan standing not far away, with the just severed silver thread flying from his fingertips.

The envoy was manipulated by Bai Wangyan, so that day at the Jiange...was he deliberately injured for himself?

Panic, surprise... All kinds of emotions flashed through Tao Mo's eyes. He turned his head and stared at the young man in white in disbelief, holding his words in his chest.

"That day, you didn't have to..." Tao Mo murmured.

But when the words just brewed came out of his mouth, Bai Wangyan's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "Get out of here!"

At the same time, Tao Mo only felt a fiery wind blowing from the side, and then, Bai Ying rushed to him in an instant.

The next moment, the white clothes were stained with blood.

The field of vision is full of bright red.