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Chapter 1: The Death of the Broken Army

Chapter 660 Pojun's death

The sled boards of a convoy of carriages were braved by the bitter wind and snow, dragging a long track from the snow, extending from the woods to the small door behind the Hantian Castle.

Because the guards outside the Hantian Castle were very strict, the northern tyrants were well-known in this area and had never been attacked, so the guards at the back door were obviously weak. Two disciples from the Sword Forging Hall looked at the convoys back and forth in the castle, leaning together to avoid the wind and snow, and laughing and talking about some topics between men.

call!!

In the bitter cold wind, the disciples of the Sword Forging Hall did not notice that the curtains of the carriage convoy had slightly raised a gap... nor did they notice the familiar convoy heading straight for the way, and the traces of the snow behind were not deep.

The bitter cold light, like snowflakes dancing in the snow, rushed out of the first carriage;

at the same time!

"Walk!"

The middle train of the carriage sounded in the happy ears of the Pojun warning.

Like a spring, curled up in the carriage, and seemed to be frightened. Suddenly, the snowflakes on his body shook, and with a "suffering" sound, his toes pointed towards the car body, and instantly swept out!

The feet were connected, and the figure was like lightning. The happy speed made the disciples of the Sword Forging Hall and the Sword Sect not react. A gray figure was seen rising and falling several times in front of the carriage roof, and instantly reached the sky above the heads of the Sword Forging Hall disciples.

Two disciples of the Sword Sect in the Wuwei Realm happened to arrive in front of the disciples of the Sword Forging Hall. The lightning shot quickly, ignoring the joy of suddenly taking action. The sword light went forward and instantly killed the disciples of the Sword Forging Hall as the top priority!

but……

Another disciple of the Wuwei Realm Sword Sect in the first carriage would not stand by and watch.

Swish!!

Almost happily shot out from the roof of a carriage in the front, and the lightning shot out...

"Do it!"

Pojun and Ma Xiao bounced out of their seats at the same time, one left and one right, and the soft sword on their waists trembled straight in an instant, crossed with a bitter cold light, and stopped the man.

The gray figure rushed to the door!

puff!

puff!

Two heads soared into the sky.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon...

The three groups seemed to have been arranged, and they took action almost at the same time, and were happy; Pojun, Ma Xiao, and three disciples of the Sword Sect in Wuwei Realm, instantly gathered at the back door of the Hantian Castle.

Because they wanted to kill people from the northern tyrants to warn and kill people before they were discovered, the disciples of the Sword Sect were very fierce.

Kill the back door guard and immediately targeted Kaixin and a group of coachmen...

Get it! Get it!

Being happy is not too slow, two rays of finger wind pop out in the air...

Although they are masters of the Wuwei Realm, in front of happiness, they are slightly inferior to those famous Demon Sect elders. Their strength should be Wuwei at the initial stage, and there are some flaws in their sword moves.

The moment they flew over the heads of the two, the two combined fingers popped out cleverly. At close range, the disciples of the Sword Sect were as if they were struck by lightning, and they groaned and were beaten.

Just a moment of pause, my happiness passed over the sky above their heads without hesitation, and disappeared into the wind and snow without hesitation.

When the disciples of the Sword Sect noticed that the situation was not good, they had already turned around and entered the Hantian Castle. The speed was so fast that they were all a little ashamed and could not catch up.

"It's awful. I didn't expect that there were experts in the team, so I let him run away."

One of them had a gloomy face and a heavy tone.

"No matter how many." Another person caught up, stared at the direction where the man in gray disappeared, and said, "It should not be from the northern wealthy family, otherwise he would have warned him and exposed our hiding."

The eyes of the first person to speak lit up:

"What my senior brother said!"

He paused and said, "Since that's the case, let's deal with these guys first?" The two of them turned around resolutely, Po Jun and Ma Xiao were immediately in desperate situation.

Ma Xiao made a show of the policeman's roar and was killed by Po Jun with a sword. The warning's roar roar scattered in the wind and snow!

Then, Po Jun was also penetrated by a surprised disciple of the Sword Sect, and his resentful eyes kept staring at the disciples of the Sword Sect around him. Finally, he felt as if he was relieved and fell into the snow.

At the same time, the coachman in the rear carriage convoy was slightly unresponsive and realized that when he was taking action in front, he had been silenced by the disciples of the Sword Sect in the carriage.

The disciples of the Sword Sect obviously had careful deployment and plan, and were very fast. After dealing with everyone, they quickly moved, hid all the bodies in the carriage, and hurriedly transported them into the Hantian Castle;

Two disciples of the Sword Sect changed the clothes of the disciples of the Sword Forging Hall of the Hantian Castle, quickly covered the blood on the ground, then put on a hat to cover most of their faces, and stood in a position that should be disciples of the Sword Forging Hall.

call!

The bitter cold wind continued to blow, and the back door returned to calm;

But there were a few unusual undercurrents in the Hantian Castle...

...

With "Nine Yang Divine Arts", Happy not only cares about the cold wind and snow, but also is very sensitive to the surrounding environment. Within a radius of 100 meters, the falling snowflakes, howling cold wind, the whistling servants running in the Shatian Castle, and the breathing of the people in the house are clearly imprinted into my mind.

I determined the safest road, and happily avoided many eyes and ears in the Hantian Castle without any danger. Following the marks on the map, I entered a small courtyard that seemed to be living in a trait.

All around were slaughter-in-law wearing ordinary gray cotton-padded jackets.

Seven or eight servants were busy in the kitchen, and in the yard, two people were breaking the ice to get water in the wind and snow... a busy scene...

After watching in the dark for a while, he quickly locked in a man in gray robe with his eyes glanced around from time to time. The latter had a bright look, unlike the servants around him, and obviously had a good skill.

It's him!

Break a thousand!

Hiding in the dark, the happy eyes and Po Qian's eyes just collided.

The latter's eyes lit up slightly, and then glanced vigilantly, and realized that no one was paying attention to him. Then he picked up a box next to him that seemed to have been ready for a long time, and got up toward the dark place where he was happy.

"Come?"

Po Qianjiang happily pulled him to a secluded place, and then his brows tightened:

"Where is my brother?" Finally, I realized that something was wrong.

When Kaixin told him about the incident that he had encountered the disciple of the Sword Sect along the way, the latter's face suddenly became extremely angry and excited: "These bastards! I must avenge Pojun!"

"The Sword Sect must be here for Tianjing this time. As long as we take Tianjing away, it will be a good idea to blame the Sword Sect and let the Sword Sect fight with the northern wealthy clan and the southern attack family, which can be regarded as avenging the Pojun brothers."

"right!"

Po Qian quickly turned his grief and anger into strength, gritted his teeth and nodded, opened the carrying box in his hand, and took out some small objects: "There is someone to help the sword forging hall, and 'Wan Jian' will be waiting for you there. This is your new identity."

A soft thing you buy makes you happy:
Chapter completed!
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