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Chapter seven hundred and sixty fifth encirclement and suppression

After hearing Zhang Bairen's words, Yang Su actually wanted to ask: "Are you so full? What's the matter with the people?"

But looking at Zhang Bairen's sad face, he opened his mouth but found that he could not say a word.

"Don't think too much. The Assassin Family is the most important thing now. When the Assassin Family's stronghold is eradicated, it can also shock the Assassin Family, so as not to attack you randomly!" Yang Su patted Zhang Bairen's shoulder and sank directly into the ground, leaving Zhang Bairen standing alone in the yard sadly.

It's so hot!

Zhang Bairen sighed and turned around and walked back to the room.

It's night

The moon is in the sky

Inside Zhang Bairen's house

Five thousand good men were wearing black clothes and stood quietly in the courtyard, like sculptures in the cold north wind, silent, letting the north wind roar, blowing their clothes and rushing.

At the front of the team, fifty good men in the bone-level realm were wearing golden masks and holding long swords in their hands, as if they were dead.

In front of the fifty good men, eight good men were carrying two coffins and stood there silently.

In front of the two coffins, Yang Su was dressed in red and wearing a golden clown mask on her face.

Zhang Bairen stood in front of the yard with a expressionless face, looking at the various good players below, and suddenly a heroic spirit rose in his heart.

"Three thousand good players come out, and three thousand crossbows lead the gods and the gods." Zhang Bairen's words had no emotion.

After hearing this, three thousand warriors from behind stepped forward and silently led three thousand god-machine crossbows to stand in the field.

The Shenji Crossbow flashed under the moonlight, making people feel frightened.

Zhang Bairen slowly took out a crystal clear crystal mask and slowly put it on his face. His voice was quiet and calm, just like a pool of stagnant water, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Everyone, there is only one word tonight's mission." When Zhang Bairen said this, he glanced at the audience, stopped talking, and then suddenly said: "Kill! Kill everything, kill everything visible! No matter whether it is male or female, or whether it is old or young, all living things will be killed."

After saying that, he waved his hand: "Follow me!"

Zhang Bairen took the lead, and Yang Su followed quietly behind him, and the eight good men carrying the coffin were also silently.

Afterwards, three thousand good men held the Shenji Crossbow, and there was no sound when they landed, and only their clothes were clamoring in the cold wind.

Today, Luoyang City is forbidden to the night, and the entire street is empty. The major forces in Luoyang City seem to have a premonition that something big will inevitably happen tonight, and blood will flow into a river.

"kill!"

Looking at the fleeting black shadows on the street, Yang Su flew out instantly and disappeared into the darkness.

No matter whether it is divided into power or race, all spies have become the food that Yang Su mentioned.

In Luoyang City, there will be no Yang Shen Zhenren who leaves his body, which saves a lot of trouble.

After passing through the streets, in just a stick of incense, everyone had arrived in Xicheng.

When we arrived at the poor kiln, a group of people stood in front of an inconspicuous house.

"The cunning rabbit has three holes, and there must be extra exits here!" Yang Su said.

Zhang Bairen smiled coldly: "There is only one exit."

"Impossible, there are at least three exits, and even one of them goes directly outside Luoyang City." Yang Su argued that Zhang Bairen's words.

Ignoring Yang Su, Zhang Bairen said coldly: "The archers set up their formation and surround this place!"

The three thousand gods crossbows were separated from the entrance, and Zhang Bairen took out the golden slip in his hand and instantly turned into a mysterious realm. The land veins of Luoyang City were clearly visible in his eyes.

"Who?" There were black shadows shaking in the poor kiln.

"Swoosh!"

Countless arrows flew out and instantly turned them into hornet's nests.

"There are actually five passages, but now there is only one!" Zhang Bairen took charge of Jin Jian and breathed thirty breaths. The next moment, he heard the mountains and rivers explode. Luoyang City shook for it and shook three times.

"This..." Yang Su was stunned.

"This time there is only one passage, I have completely blocked this place." Zhang Bairen sneered, and the divine light flowed in his hand. A huge night pearl hung up in the air, and there was no trace of it in the surrounding open space.

At this time, Zhang Bairen retreated to the Three Thousand Divine Mechanical Crossbowman and took out a jade Xiao from his sleeve.

"Woooooooooooooo~"

The sound of the flute was resentful, and the two coffins moved in a strange way. They slowly pushed open the lid and rushed into the room.

"Please hide it. If the governor is not caught, it will not be too late to give the other party any surprises," said Zhang Bairen.

Yang Su nodded, came to Zhang Bairen's feet, and sneaked into the earth.

"I don't know which assassin's villa is this. You have found traces of such unlucky luck." Yang Su said with a tsk: "Although this place is a villa, this place is not necessarily weaker than that of our family. There must be masters guarding this place."

The ground was surrounded by layers of imperial troops, and the assassin family underground had long been in chaos.

At first, everyone was awakened by murderous intent. Even though they were separated by thick strata, for assassins who were professions to kill, any murderous intent could not escape their eyes.

Although the murderous intent is weak, it cannot be hidden from these assassins.

As murderous intent approached, the assassins woke up instantly. One of the thin-looking old men looked at the ground with a serious expression: "Zijian, go and take a look!"

A man beside him cleverly followed the secret passage to the ground, and just spoke, "Who is it?"

He was shot into a hornet's nest.

“The person who comes is not good!”

Here is the reaction of all the assassins below.

However, before everyone could come back to their senses, they could only hear the earth shaking and dust falling, and then there were screams coming from far away: "Sir, it's not good, all exits suddenly collapsed and turned into rocks, and all exits were blocked."

As soon as this said, the thin old man's face changed wildly: "It's really incredible that someone can touch the nest of my assassin family! Are you waiting for the leaked news and revealing your feet?"

The three hundred assassins stood respectfully at this time and did not dare to speak.

The old man turned around and looked at the secret room: "The eldest brother is still in seclusion, and today's affairs are unlikely to be good. I wonder if the eldest brother can come out of seclusion to quell the chaos."

"Everyone, the outside world is surrounded by many, and the exits are blocked. We can only fight to the death to find a way out." The thin old man played with two green iron gills in his hand: "Send the martial artists who have been able to excavate the way out, and we will delay time."

As he was talking, suddenly, a series of flute sounds came to his ears in a hazy way, but the next moment, he could hear a loud noise from above, and two golden figures rushed in.

"Bang!"

Along the way, all the disciples of the Assassin Family guarding the passage turned into mummies, and their flesh and blood were swallowed up by two golden corpses.

"Golden Corpse!" Looking at the two figures rushing down, the thin old man suddenly changed his color: "Maoshan Road? I have no grudges between the aristocratic families and Maoshan Road, why are you embarrassed with us?"

No one answered the old man's words, but the sound of the flute representing death slowly blew up.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Twelve Yang Shen Zhenren flew out of the underground palace and rushed out of the ground. Looking at the neatly formed guards of the military secret palace, one of them said: "It turns out that they are from the court. Let's work together to break his formation and then rush out."

The twelve Yang Shen Zhenren was about to take action. At this time, eight Yang Shen masters in Zhang Bairen's camp soared into the sky, and the two sides formed a group.

In the underground palace, the thin old man suddenly took action and formed a ball with two golden corpses.

All the assassins in the underground palace are elites cultivated by various families. How could they die like this?

"Why is the Military Machinery Secretariat in distress with my family?" One of the Yangshen Zhenren looked down at the imperial army and questioned.

Zhang Bairen smiled but said nothing, and Zuo Qiu Wuji said, "It turns out that he is a family of all generations."

No one answered the old man's words, and the only thing they responded to was the omnipresent sound of the flute.

"That boy blows Yu Xiao, who is from Maoshan Dao. Let's break Yu Xiao. The golden corpse is uncontrollable, and its power will inevitably be greatly reduced!" One of the Yang Shen Zhenren suddenly set off and jumped through the layers of encirclement, pounced towards Zhang Bairen, and a black dagger in his hand slashed through the void.

Zhang Bairen shook his head, a strand of hair flew out at the tip of his fingertips, and instantly slashed across the void. The Yangshen Zhenren exclaimed and instantly disappeared. Then he looked at the masked man who was expressionless and playing Yu Xiao with lingering fear.

"What a sharp sword technique, you can use sword-making into silk in the world. It seems that only the Grand Commander Zhang Bairen in the Military Machinery Secret Palace!"
Chapter completed!
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