Li Ying said: "Search for the traitors in Kamikaze Cavalry and use the power of the imperial court to deal with them severely."

"According to my estimation, the imperial court will take big action this time and will assassinate people in Dayun territory as revenge." Fakong said.

Dayun carried out a large-scale assassination in Shenjing, causing chaos in Shenjing. How could Chu Xiong not be so angry?

Presumably he wants to retaliate against Dayun equally.

Another suggestion from Dayong.

Therefore, Da Qian probably also sent some masters to assassinate Da Yun's prince.

As a disciple of the three major sects, he certainly couldn't escape the need to exert his own strength. Li Ying's swordsmanship was so outstanding that he was certainly the best assassin.

Li Ying frowned.

Her bright eyes flashed and she looked at Fa Kong, who smiled and said: "If you join this assassination team, I will help you."

"...Okay!" Li Ying thought for a moment and then agreed decisively.

This has many benefits.

One is to let Dayun see his determination, the other is to let the Six Paths of the Demon Sect see his courage and determination, and the third is to let the court see his loyalty, not to mention that he is still the secretary of the Southern Supervision Department.

With Fakong's help, she is confident.

Fakong smiled and said: "You can also avoid Master Leng and enter the palace."

There will definitely be a grand ceremony for Leng Feiqiong to enter the palace. As the Secretary of the Southern Supervision Department, he will definitely be responsible for maintaining the security of the sacred capital.

He knew that Li Ying was now resentful of Leng Feiqiong.

The Tianhai Sword Sect has killed many masters from the Diaoyue Dao and the Five Demon Sects, but Li Ying regards these masters as her subordinates.

How could she not hate Leng Feiqiong?

She couldn't express her hatred towards the emperor, but she could express her hatred towards Leng Feiqiong.

Li Ying said: "Will you act so quickly?"

"The night is long and there are many dreams." Fakong said.

Li Ying nodded lightly: "I will tell Sizheng."

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Yunjing

The setting sun shines on King Kong Villa

In the small courtyard of the abbot of the other courtyard, the shadow of the sword was cold and reflected in the small courtyard.

Twelve women formed a sword formation and were besieging Fakong.

Fa Kong phantomed six shadows, almost suppressing them to fight. If Meng Qinghe and Zhao Xiu'e hadn't condensed their sword intent, they would have been defeated by him.

Even so, they are already in danger, the sword formation is about to collapse at any time, and everyone is under extreme pressure.

A series of sword wounds appeared on their delicate and graceful bodies. Fakong's hands were ruthless, stabbing the shoulders or chests.

It's just that the tip of the sword only pierced the skin without piercing deeply. I bathed in the sacred water at night and combined with the rejuvenation spell, and the next day I was back to normal.

Despite this, it was still painful when the sword tip pierced the skin, but they gritted their teeth and held on, using all their strength to draw the sword, never giving up.

Fakong concentrated on the number of moves, observing each of them with his mind's eye, and suppressed the power of the sword moves to their critical point.

This is extremely mentally draining.

That is to say, he has such strong mental strength that he can maintain this level of deduction and observation.

Every evening in the past few days, Fakong would give them an extreme sparring session, putting them on the verge of collapse.

This stimulated them to reach their full potential. Within a few days, six of them had already formed sword intent.

"Take it!" Fakong shouted softly.

The six figures suddenly merged into one.

The figure of Fakong appeared in the center surrounded by the twelve women. He had already returned the sword and put it in his sleeve, looking at them with a smile.

They stopped their swords and stood up, or leaned on their swords to keep themselves from falling, or returned their swords to their sheaths, their bodies trembling slightly.

But no matter what the posture is, each of them is dripping with sweat, as if they were fished out of the water.

Fakong looked at them with satisfaction, turning a blind eye to their graceful bodies revealed by their wet clothes, and only stared at their eyebrows.

The remaining six people will also gather their sword intent tonight.

In this way, all twelve of them condensed their sword intent, and after a few more attempts, they would all be able to break through to the Grand Master.

After all, he found a shortcut to break through to the Grand Master.

Unfortunately, only they are suitable.
Chapter completed!