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The corner of Yun Weiyang's mouth was covered with blood, the other official saw that his comrade had missed, so he drew his sword and slashed at Yun Weiyang again, but it was already impossible for him to strike Yun Weiyang at this time, he raised his hand and the arrow quickly shot out from his hands. Looking at the official again, the arrow shot from the back of his head, and a round bloody hole appeared on his forehead.

The whole thing happened too quickly. Xuan Ge shouted, "Protect Master!" He held the crossbow in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

Ina, Bi Xian, and Indian Art each stood to one side, forming a triangle with a distance of three to four meters between them. They held weapons in their hands as they nervously looked around them.

Yina reacted the fastest, taking the opportunity to run to Yun Weiyang's side. At this moment, Yun Weiyang was lying on the ground, with a deathly pale face, beads of sweat the size of beans flowing down her face drop by drop, leaving ripples on the ground.

At this moment, there were already some people on the street. When they saw what had happened, the commoners were all scared half to death. They screamed as they scattered in all directions.

At this time, a handsome youth walked out from the flustered crowd. He slowly walked towards Xuan Ge.

Xuan Ge's gaze turned cold as he pointed the crossbow at the young man and shouted, "Stop!"

"Don't... Don't kill me, I'm just passing by! "Don't kill me ?" As he spoke, the youth waved his hands.

Now that the situation was tense, Xuan Ge did not care who the other party was. He berated once again, "Cut the crap! "Stop right there!"

The youth turned a blind eye to Xuan Ge's killing intent as he slowly moved forward, saying, "I'm just an ordinary commoner. Really ?" As he spoke, he slowly reached into his pocket and said, "I have proof!"

The coldness in Xuan Ge's eyes intensified. He no longer hesitated as he shot an arrow at the youth's forehead.

Swoosh! Following the sound of the arrow, the arrow in the youth's forehead fell onto the ground. The throwing knife that had been stabbed into his chest also fell out. The pitch-black blade emitted a green light; it was obvious that it was extremely poisonous.

In fact, Xuan Ge didn't know that the other party was an assassin disguised as one. However, at this moment, his mind was extremely tense. No matter who the other party was, as long as they dared to get in front of him, he would definitely finish them off.

Xuan Ge simply didn't see clearly what was going on, he only felt as if something had smashed into his chest, causing him to be unable to stand still. He took a step back, then fell on his butt on the ground, and lowered his head to look, only to see that there were four concealed weapons shining with black light in front of his chest, hitting him right in the chest.

"Boss!" Bi Xian was the closest to Xuan Ge. He saw him sitting on the ground with a dark expression on his face and cried out in fear. He turned his head to look at the crowd and shouted, "There are still assassins over there. Boss has been hit by a hidden weapon!"

Hearing Bi Xian's shout, Yun Weiyang's head buzzed, and strength came out of her body out of nowhere. With a sudden shout, and borrowing the burst of power from Bi Xian, she pushed off the ground with both of her arms and flew into the air, stumbling as she ran towards Xuan Ge's side.

He first pulled out the poison needle from his chest, and then without saying anything further, he took out a bottle from his bosom. Without much care, he stuffed all of it into Xuan Ge's mouth, and then placed his hand onto Xuan Ge's palm, and spirit energy began to condense into a ball of rainbow colored light. This ball of light, along with Yun Weiyang's movements, slowly seeped into Xuan Ge's body, while the originally cyan black colored light on Xuan Ge's face started to return to normal bit by bit.

After a short while, Xuan Ge's chest regained its vitality. Everyone could clearly see the rise and fall of his chest. Will he be okay? "

Yun Weiyang shook her head, and retracted her hand, standing up from the ground, her vision became blurry and her head became dizzy. She wiped away the sweat on her forehead, sighed in relief, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm not able to move yet."

Seeing that his side was in a dire situation, he gave a loud roar, grabbed the official's throat and pulled at it with all his might. With a hissing sound, the official's throat was actually torn apart, and even the muscles on his neck were broken.

Blood gushed out of the official's throat as he tried to press the wound down with his hands over his neck. However, it did no good. His body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

After having his hands covered in blood, he could not help but feel his internal organs churning, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Indian art!" Bi Xian hurriedly asked. He strode to the side of Indian Boyi and supported his swaying body. He then hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

After wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine!" With that, he looked around and said anxiously, "The most important thing to do now is to evacuate this place, otherwise it would be too dangerous. There are people everywhere, so we can't tell who is the enemy."

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang nodded her head, and said: "Let the brothers below carry Xuan Ge back."

She knew that she was hit by another trump card. Although Feng Xue Han had prepared for her, the feeling of being hit by the concealed weapon was not easy to bear. Yun Weiyang was in so much pain that she almost shed tears, but she still clenched her teeth and persisted.

Yun Weiyang exhaled, pointed to a corner not far away, and bellowed: "Where is the killer!"

Where the killers were, Bi Xian and the others were also looking for them, but they couldn't find them at all. They were surrounded by a very chaotic crowd, but they were left behind in the open space.

Xuan Ge, who had not been taken away by his underlings, laid on the ground. He said with a trembling voice to Bi Xian, Yi Na, Ying Boyi, and the others, "We can't continue like this. Quickly take Master and leave ?"

Bi Xian clenched his teeth, shooting a few arrows at the surrounding crowd. Following a few screams, the crowd became even more chaotic, and the brothers of the Cloud Dragon Gang took the opportunity to run over to Xuan Ge. They put him on their shoulders, and waved at the crowd, shouting, "Let's go!"

Just as the burly man finished his words, Ingbo fell to the ground again. A bloody hole was forcibly made in his calf by the flying knife.

Aiya! The foreheads of everyone present began to drip with sweat. They could be counted as a top expert who had faced countless assassinations like this, but never once had they encountered such difficulties, even when fighting with the core members of the Cloud Country.

Right now, they only knew that the killers were hiding in the crowd. As for who they were, it was in a general direction, so they had no idea.

Bi Xian shouted at the big man who was carrying Xuan Ge, "You two take Master and Xuan Ge and leave first. I will cut off Yi Bo's retreat!"

Yi Na could only helplessly do so at this time. Yi Na rushed to the front of Yun Weiyang and pulled her up, then ran to a fork in the road in front of them, closely followed by the burly man carrying Xuan Ge.

Bi Xian arrived at the side of Ingbo Yi, looked at the civilians on the ground, sighed and muttered: "Who the hell is this guy?" While he was talking, he glanced at the knife wound on the abdomen of Ingbo's legs. Feeling that there was no bone injury, he secretly let out a sigh of relief, pulled Ingbo Yi's sleeve and asked: "Can you still walk?"

Ingbo tried his best to resist the pain, forced out a smile and said: "Almost!"

"Let's go!" While the two of them were retreating, a person suddenly walked out from the crowd in front of them with quick steps. Bi Xian did not even see what happened, instinctively lifting his hand, throwing out a throwing knife along his sleeve towards his opponent.

Before Bi Xian could catch his breath, two more people jumped out from the crowd and fired flying daggers at him. Normally, Bi Xian would have already flown down to avoid the flying daggers coming at him, but now he couldn't avoid them, because he had to deal with the tattoos on his injured leg.

When he pushed his Incantation to the side and fell to the ground, he felt his left shoulder go numb, then his entire arm went unconscious. He was experienced, and without even looking, he knew that his shoulder had been hit by a throwing knife.

Whoosh, whoosh! It was still the exact same two arrows. It was unknown who cried out from the other side as both of them fell onto the ground.

"Bi Xian, you've been stabbed?" When he saw the blood flowing out from under Bi Xian's body, he let out a scream while lying on his stomach.

"I'm fine, that's nothing!" He took out an arrow clip from his waist and replaced it with a new one. Looking at the scene before him, the crowd had already run even further away. The entire street was empty without any enemies, but he could clearly feel the thick killing intent.

Breathing heavily, Bi Xian crawled behind a large tree on the side of the road and sat down. The two of them tilted their heads and smiled at each other. Bi Xian said, "There are enemies too!"

"Yes!" The Indian art also felt it.

"Looks like we won't be able to leave." Bi Xian said with a wry smile.

"You and I are both injured. Even if we go, we can still be chased by them. When that happens, we'll be finished. Even our masters will be in danger. How about ?" His expression became serious as he said, "Why don't we ?"

Before he could finish his words, Bi Xian continued, "Why don't we stay and fight to the death with them?"

"That's right!" "Yes, sir," said Imbue.

"Ding!" While the two of them were talking, a flying dagger flew toward Bi Xian at lightning speed. A bloody wound appeared on Bi Xian's face.

If the flying knife had been slightly sideways, it might have pierced through his head.

He stuck his head out and shot two arrows in a row at the several black figures that were rushing over. Then, without stopping for a moment, he raised the crossbow and released an arrow.

A surprised expression flashed across Bi Linger's eyes. He jokingly asked, "Where did you get that crossbow?"

The corner of Indian's mouth raised, proudly said: "The master gave it to me before I came."

With the two of them blocking the way, it was difficult for the other party to charge forward. At that moment, a carriage sped past them.