The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 157 The assassination begins. King Kong! King Kong!
Xu Xingchen has his own concerns.
In his previous world, he thought he would live there for the rest of his life and that Huashan would be a place he would never leave.

Therefore, work hard to improve martial arts, work hard to change everyone's fate, and work hard to protect everything in Huashan.
Unexpectedly, God played a big joke on him and threw him into this new world.
From then on, his heart was wandering, and he no longer had a harbor where he could stay and rest.

Whether it is helping Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, or helping the Golden Lion King fake his death and escape, or going to Kunlun Mountain to find the Nine Yang Divine Art.

All of these are just to keep myself busy and not think about the things in the previous world.

Besides, there was a vague thought in his mind: since God allowed me to travel through time for the second time and come to this world; then, when my martial arts reached the peak that this world could accommodate, would I continue to travel through time and go to the third world?
If I could travel through time and time again like this, would I eventually be able to freely control this ability to travel through time and return to the first world and the second world?
Therefore, in this world, Xu Xingchen did not have many other plans except studying martial arts hard and improving his strength.

Always hold a mentality of taking things as they come, hold a mentality of passing by, and live
Now, Yin Tianzheng and Xie Xun, the two great Mingjiao Dharma Kings, suddenly wanted to put a heavy burden called "Cult Leader" on his shoulders, and then drive out the Tartars, recover the land, and save the people of the world.
To be honest, he was very resistant in his heart!
It's not that he doesn't dare to take responsibility, but he really doesn't know when he will suddenly disappear and leave a mess for them to clean up? !
Besides, the identity of the leader of the Ming Cult really came out of nowhere and was so unreasonable.

In the world of the book, Zhang Wuji has learned the Great Shift of the Universe. He is also the adopted son of the Golden Lion King and the grandson of the White-browed Eagle King. He also saved the lives of many people in the Ming Cult in front of the six major sects. Only then is he qualified to be pushed to the position of the leader by the Ming Cult.

The protagonist has to stack so many buffs to become the leader.

What virtue and ability did Xu Xingchen have? Although he had done favors to the two, he was inexplicably defined by the two Dharma Kings as the best candidate for the leader of the Ming Cult. Wasn't it too hasty? !

"Could it be that there is a deep generation gap between me and the two uncles?"

Xu Xingchen couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. With the mentality of taking one step at a time, he began to discuss the plan with Yin Tianzheng.

"Uncle Yin, are those people in the hall earlier all the people involved in the plan?"

"Yes, they are all strong soldiers and generals under the various northern rebel forces. There are fifty-three of them in total, almost half of their masters."

"Each of them is quite capable, but are there any top masters? For example, people like you and me."

"Humph, if there is a leader among them whose martial arts skills are really as high as mine, why would he obey my command?"

".The number of top masters is indeed scarce; but, Uncle Yin, can you find out what kind of masters are there to protect King Ruyang?"

"We Han people cannot get close to the residence of King Ruyang, so we don't know much; however, the masters who protect him should be some foreign monks."

Hearing such a general statement, Xu Xingchen frowned and asked, "What if there are top masters like you and me in there?"

Yin Tianzheng said: "Of course, you and I will take action to deal with it!"

Xu Xingchen felt something was wrong and asked again, "If they have three, four, or five masters."

Yin Tianzheng said: "Even if there are so many masters, it is impossible for all of them to follow him."

"Besides, we are assassinating him this time, and it is a surprise attack. It will be difficult for Prince Ruyang to be fully prepared!"

Xu Xingchen thought about the world in the book and the masters who had appeared under Zhao Min. He sighed and said, "We know so little about the enemy's situation. The prospects of this operation are unknown."

Yin Tianzheng shook his head and said solemnly: "This action is imperative. The people in the north can't hold on any longer!"

Xu Xingchen pondered for a moment and asked, "When do we plan to take action?"

Yin Tianzheng said: "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, all the dignitaries in Dadu will go to the Wan'an Temple in the west of the city to worship Buddha and burn incense, in order to pray for peace and prosperity in the coming year."

"When the time comes, we will lie in ambush on both sides of the street, waiting for the carriage of King Ruyang to pass by, and then we will attack together."

".In that case!" Xu Xingchen said with a firm look in his eyes: "You will lead away the guards of King Ruyang, and I will take action to assassinate King Ruyang."

As time goes by
Every household living in the capital began to put up red couplets, and red lanterns were hung under the eaves of the doors of wealthy families.

People began to clean their houses and yards, and some went out to buy things for the New Year.
After the New Year, the next day is New Year's Day.

Early in the morning
The dignitaries in the city drove their carriages and gathered at Wan'an Temple in the west of the city.

However, there is a sequence in the motorcade's marching rules for who burns the first incense stick and who burns the second incense stick, and there cannot be any confusion.

Prince Ruyang's carriage quickly drove out from the gate of the house, and under the protection of dozens of armored guards, it headed towards the west of the city in a mighty manner.

Xu Xingchen, who was wearing plain clothes and hiding in the crowd, looked at the eight black-robed monks standing on both sides of the carriage and thought, "They are strong and well-trained. They should all be disciples of the Western Regions Vajra Sect."

"But I don't know if Ah Er and Ah San are also in there."

"The two Xuanming elders don't seem to be in the convoy either. Could it be that they stayed in the mansion?"

We followed the convoy carefully and slowly came to a wide street.

There are more pedestrians here and the noise is louder.

However, when Prince Ruyang's motorcade passed by, the crowd immediately moved to the sides, leaving the middle passage.

When the convoy was halfway through its journey, something unexpected happened.

Hoo ho ho.
Black pottery jars were thrown from the crowds on both sides and flew over the convoy.

Bang bang bang.
The hidden weapons shot out, smashing the black pottery jars in the air one by one.

A large amount of lime powder and poison powder exploded in the air and fell towards the guards below.

"Enemy attack!"

"careful!"

"Ah~~~!" Those guards were wearing tough armor and their attacks with hidden weapons were not very effective. However, they had no way to avoid the lime and poison powder falling from the sky.

If you inhale even a little bit, you will immediately feel dizzy and fall to the ground.

As for those unlucky guys whose eyes were blinded by the lime powder, they screamed in pain.

A moment
Dozens of guards lay on the ground, having lost the power to resist.

Only the eight black-robed monks guarding the carriage on both sides waved their sleeves, stirring up gusts of wind that swept up the poisonous lime powder falling from the sky and blew it away into the distance.

With this sudden change, the pedestrians on the street were in chaos, and many people were shouting and fleeing in panic.

"on!"

With a loud shout, like a thunderclap, dozens of figures rushed out from the crowd, holding swords and weapons, rushing towards the guards lying on the ground and the carriage in the center.

Soon, the guards on the ground let out screams before dying.

"Protect the prince!"

One of the eight black-robed monks pointed his fingers like swords, covered with golden energy.

In a flash, he made six consecutive strikes, and the six weapons that were chopping at him were all broken in the middle with crisp crackling sounds, and the half of the weapons rolled into the sky.

The next moment, blood spurted out of the throats of the owners of those weapons.

Several corpses swirled and fell in all directions.

The black-robed monk pointed his finger quickly, and streaks of golden light flashed by, killing all seven or eight people who rushed up from behind.

In addition to this black-robed monk, there was another black-robed monk on the other side of the carriage, and his performance was equally eye-catching.

The monk's true energy surged throughout his body, and he sent out golden palm prints one after another. The air was filled with the sound of "bang bang bang bang".

The weapons of the masters who rushed forward broke one after another, and their masters were even more miserable, with either their chests collapsed, their shoulders shattered, or their heads exploded and their limbs shattered.
Click click
The sound of breaking bones, mixed with screams and groans, was horrifying.

Figures appeared in all directions, and shot out one after another, either hitting the wall not far away or falling on the ground several feet away.

When I went to see him again, he was breathing out more than breathing in, and was in a dying state.

The monk's skills were so powerful and his palm techniques were so fierce that it was simply unbelievable.

Except for these two monks, the other six monks performed worse, but their martial arts skills were equally strong. Together, they managed to resist the siege of the surrounding heroes.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, they immediately burst out with all their strength and the fight was extremely fierce.

In a short period of time, a large number of casualties were caused.

The casualties among the heroes were basically caused by the two black-robed monks.

At the Ruyang Palace, the casualties were the dozens of guards who fell to the ground.

"They have two top masters, everyone be careful!"

"Damn it, these monks are using Shaolin Vajra Finger and Shaolin Vajra Palm."

"Could it be that Shaolin Temple has really surrendered to the Yuan court?"

After fighting for a while, someone immediately recognized the martial arts of the eight black-robed monks and became extremely shocked and angry.

Phew~~!

The cry of an eagle emerged in everyone's mind.

On both sides of the carriage, the two most courageous monks in black were alert at the same time and looked up to the distance.

A swift shadow of an eagle came from afar and suddenly swooped down.

It was so fast that it was faster than lightning.

In a flash, he flashed past the black-robed monk who was using the Vajra Palm.

scoff!

Bang!
The sound of air being torn apart and the sound of energy exploding were heard at the same time.

Five light golden claw marks and the golden palm print passed by each other, but they burst out with extremely shocking impact force.

The figure of an eagle rushed out several feet away.

The black-robed monk also retreated three steps violently, and his broad back slammed against the shaft of the cart, startling the warhorse pulling the cart and causing it to neigh toward the sky.

"What a powerful Eagle Claw Kung Fu, you are the leader of the Sky Eagle Cult, the White-browed Eagle King."

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