Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

"Who sent you?"

Qin Ling Shuang showed no fear. First, she was highly skilled in martial arts, and second, she had a master of magic standing beside her.

The three stood in a triangular formation, with the man in black at the front chuckling.

A string of stiff, official words squeezed out of his throat:

"The dead don't need to know."

Chen Shao suddenly let out a cold laugh:

"How much silver did Qian Guiren give you?"

The leader almost instinctively replied:

"Five hundred taels of gold."

He realized his mistake after he finished speaking, but instead of flying into a rage, he grinned.

"You little rascal, you tricked me."

...As expected of Qian Guiren, who wanted him dead, every warlord was a suspect.

But the only ones who could hire Japanese assassins were probably Qian Guiren and Chen Yue, the latter of whom was currently at sea and probably didn't have the time.

"It doesn't matter if the dead know; tonight, this mass grave will be your final resting place."

"So that you can die knowing why."

The leader smiled sinisterly: "The number one swordsman of Japan, Hikawa Tsunasaka."

The second person made the same gesture: "The second swordsman of Japan, Umekawa Kuko."

"The third swordsman of Fusang, Fuki-mae-han."

Qin Ling Shuang snorted and said disdainfully:

"Disgusting."

Do you know who is standing in front of you?

"He is the number one mage of the Great Yan Dynasty, the reincarnation of the True Martial Emperor, the Fire Virtue Star Lord..."

As she spoke, she looked in Chen Shao's direction, only to suddenly realize that he had already turned and run away, disappearing several feet away.

"you!"

"Your martial arts are superior, take care of them. I have business to attend to at the Prime Minister's residence."

"Wouldn't you have acted faster?"

Qin Ling Shuang stomped her foot in anger.

She had fought Chen Shao several times before, but had always been defeated.

Chen Shao's strength was beyond her comprehension.

That eerie invulnerability to swords and spears, that strange cup-shaped hidden weapon, and that profound Taoist magic... any one of them could instantly kill these three Japanese devils.

Of course, Qin Ling Shuang also has her own pride; apart from Chen Shao, she has never encountered an opponent.

He drew his knife from his waist and sneered:

"All three of you, come at me together."

"Even if you don't say anything, we'll all come at you together. The three of us have combined the martial arts of several Japanese and Central Plains schools, taking the essence and discarding the dross, to form the Three Talents Formation. We will always attack as a group of three."

The man on the left gave a low shout and made the first move. His thin knife, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, went straight for Qin Ling Shuang's throat.

The person in the middle simultaneously sliced ​​through the waist and ribs.

The man on the right leaped into the air, his blade flashing like a waterfall, slashing down towards the back of her head.

Qin Ling Shuang's mind sharpened, but a surge of heroic spirit also arose within her. She parried three blows with her longsword in quick succession.

Her combat strength of 146 is no joke.

It was forged through countless gang fights.

It is definitely not a false value.

In an instant, he fought dozens of moves against the three men without being at a disadvantage.

But the more they fought, the more alarmed they became.

The three of them took turns attacking and defending with fluid grace, and seemed to be of one mind, cooperating seamlessly.

As you block the front, the blades on both sides come at you simultaneously.

You force the left side back, and the other two immediately fill in.

It was less like three people and more like a three-headed, six-armed monster.

Moreover, the Japanese Taoist magic was cunning and vicious, something Qin Ling Shuang had never encountered before.

After another thirty-odd rounds, they gradually found themselves at a disadvantage.

She could only muster her strength and fight back with one move, forcing all three of them back several steps at the same time, before turning and running away.

They ran for hundreds of feet, out of the mass grave, and plunged into the cornfield ahead.

Just as she was about to go find Chen Shao, a hand reached out from the cornfield and pulled her away.

It was Chen Shao.

Just as Qin Ling Shuang was about to fly into a rage, Chen Shao put his index finger to his lips and whispered:

"Shh..."

"What are you shushing about? Why don't you summon your palm lightning and kill them all!"

"I wouldn't."

Chen Shao observed them in the shadows for a while, and realized that these three were truly formidable.

To defeat them, one must either wield the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, possess a cup, or be brothers.

But clearly, none of these are realistic.

If it were a "Naked Warrior," I'd probably have to strip completely naked.

But what if, by accident, a weapon or blade strikes an inappropriate spot...?

What fun is there in being an emperor?

As for the saying "showing off will get you struck by lightning," he dared not gamble.

I don't know if my act of showing off is convincing enough, nor do I know when the thunder will strike.

Chen Shao gritted his teeth and said:

"I do have a way, but... it might require some effort from you."

"What method? At a time like this, why are you still talking about hardship!" Qin Ling Shuang glared at him.

Chen Shao leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words.

Qin Ling Shuang's face flushed red to her ears.

With a backhand swift motion, he delivered a weak chop to the back of Chen Shao's neck.

"You bastard, at a time like this, in the cornfield, you're still thinking about this kind of thing?"

She felt wronged, and so did Chen Shao.

Now only the "One Shot, Three Heroes" technique can save our lives.

But how can such a thing be explained?

"Then we can only wait until they can't find it and leave on their own..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps.

The three of them had already caught up to this place.

One person, one knife, the tip of the knife slicing corn, still in a triangular formation.

"Still hiding? I can already see you!"

"You're squatting really well, hahaha."

The two held their breath and dared not move.

Then they heard the three people's footsteps heading in another direction.

Before they could catch their breath, the rustling sound from the cornfield grew much closer.

"That won't do; this is the only way!"

Chen Shao didn't care anymore. "Qin Ling Shuang, there's no time to explain. Let's get in the car!"

"What... um..."

Qin Ling Shuang's mouth has been gagged.

Her eyes widened instantly.

He instinctively reached out to scratch Chen Shao, but despite his strong resistance, it felt as if his bones had been removed.

It's soft and fluffy.

This is definitely not her reaction; it must be Chen Shao's sorcery.

"Damn it... what kind of sorcery did you use on me...?"

"Don't speak."

"I'll treat you to a good meal and show you what the Great Wheel of Reincarnation Technique is all about!"

At this moment, the three Fusang brothers seemed to have noticed something.

"Big brother, did you hear anything?"

"They seem to be hiding nearby. Be careful, stay focused, and don't miss any clues."

"It seems to be getting closer and closer."

The three Japanese assassins, who clearly had a history of killing, were not careless at all despite victory being within their grasp; on the contrary, they became even more cautious.

One step, two steps...

Just as the three were about to push aside the last row of corn stalks in front of them.

A loud explosion suddenly erupted in the sky without warning.

Three streaks of azure lightning ripped through the clouds and struck straight down.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After three sounds, a flash of bluish-white lightning rose from the cornfield.

The three men in black didn't even have time to scream.

He was chopped into charred remains, along with the knife.

It fell to the ground, crooked and twisted, the air filled with the smell of burnt hair.

Holy crap!

The two of them turned their heads in disbelief.

It gives you a creepy feeling.

Qin Ling Shuang was even more shocked.

"You...you really do know magic...They're dead, run!"

"Wait, I need half an hour!"

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