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"Who the hell is this idiot!"

The farmer dropped his hoe in anger, his eyes almost spitting fire.

What is the most important thing about assassination?

hidden.

Only by hiding can you catch the enemy off guard, only by hiding can you get as close to the target as possible, and only by hiding can you have a chance to kill with one blow.

"Anyone can take on this job, brother, are you ready to take over?"

Scarface gnashed his teeth. The men who attacked were obviously reckless men, not professional assassins at all. They might be stronger than him in a head-on fight, but they were pure laymen when it came to assassination.

The farmer hesitated for a moment, then stamped his feet and said, "Go! If you don't go now, you won't have any chance later!"

Inside the tea stall, the owner looked at the chaos in the distance with a frosty expression.

It seems that his plan to put drugs in tea is not going to work. Even if Yelu Yan wins, he will never come to his place to drink a cup of tea to calm his nerves. And if he loses, oh, he has so many brothers, don’t they need to eat?

Although one thousand taels of silver is a lot of money, it is just that for a top mortal assassin. One thousand taels of gold is the big deal.

"on!"

No matter how strong a martial artist is, he will be vulnerable when facing an organized army. Back in Nanyang, when Zhao Yushu faced off against the chief of Wangjiang Tower for the first time, General Sun's mere team of elite cavalry frightened both of them so much that they dared not move.

But the prerequisite is that the team can maintain its formation and follow orders.

Now, Yelu Yan's guard team has obviously fallen into chaos, with cold arrows shooting from all directions. A few brave men are rushing left and right in the crowd, and the war horses that were originally charging into battle have now become objects that block the view.

Zhao Yushu swung his scimitar and easily knocked a Liao cavalryman off his horse. Then he picked up the fully armored cavalryman who was still screaming in pain with one hand and threw him towards the crowd not far away.

"Brother, you have great arm strength!"

A big man holding a nine-ring broadsword couldn't help but admire him. Zhao Yushu smiled and roared, then grabbed a spear that was stabbing at him and used the same trick again, pulling the man off the horse along with the spear and throwing him away.

He will now play the role of an assassin with little skill but great strength, which is very different from the skilled warrior he showed in front of Hei Ye. No matter how hard you investigate in the future, you will not be able to find any trace of the caravan.

The effect of smashing people was very good. Hundreds of pounds of objects, including people and armor, fell from the sky. No one could bear it both physically and psychologically. For a while, the Liao cavalry team was thrown to the ground.

"Kill that man!"

Yelu Yan pointed at Zhao Yushu and roared. The two second-level cultivators hesitated for a moment and then rushed over.

Logically speaking, their duty is to guard Yelu Yan and not leave easily. However, if they allow this strong man to continue to hit them like this, their mortal team will soon be in trouble.

He has no skills but great strength, and this kind of person is most afraid of monks.

"protect me!"

Zhao Yushu watched the two monks approaching quickly and let out a loud cry.

We are not related to each other and are competitors to a certain extent. Why should I protect you?

"You can't win if I die!"

A long sword whistled and chopped down at the monk in the front. The man holding the sword was the first to realize that Zhao Yushu was right.

More and more assassins began to take action. Although there were only more than twenty people who received the bounty order, most of them were not alone. They brought their families with them. There were more than a hundred martial artists fighting with the Liao people.

The chaos will not last long. This place is in the suburbs of Chang'an and is also an official road. Behind it is Chang'an City and in front is the hunting ground prepared by Prime Minister Di. If nothing unexpected happens, the garrison of Chang'an should have received the news and be ready to go.

"Kill Yeluyan first!"

At a command from the tea stall owner, more than a dozen of his men rushed forward and headed straight for Yelu Yan who was being protected aside by the remaining four monks.

The three assassins who defected to the enemy in Yelu Yan's team looked at each other, and two of them glanced at Yelu Yan unconsciously.

"you!"

The last assassin suddenly realized that these two people were pretending to surrender to the enemy, or at least at this moment, their minds were on assassination.

"Take the rebel first."

The two men leaped from their horses, drew their swords and stabbed the only traitor who had truly surrendered.

A monk looked a little surprised. His companion was entangled by three assassins, but he came to the strong man without any hindrance. With just one punch, the mortal would be turned into a pool of meat paste.

However, this mortal, either out of confidence or recklessness, actually grabbed his iron fist, and to his surprise, the other party actually grabbed it.

How can a mortal compare his strength with that of a cultivator who is absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth all the time?

The monk wanted to laugh.

He soon stopped laughing.

The opponent was so strong that he actually began to suppress him.

A loud roar rang out in the crowd, and dozens of people around subconsciously stopped and looked over, then opened their mouths wide.

The strong man raised his hands high, his eyes wide open with anger, and in his hands, he was holding a struggling monk.

Someone defeated a Second Heaven cultivator in a head-on power duel? !

Yelu Yan stared blankly at the monk drawing an arc in the sky and rushing towards him. The four monks dragged him away and crawled. The monk fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then was instantly pierced through the head and throat by two sharp arrows.

"Sir! Let's go!"

"Let's go, let's go to the hunting grounds, let's go!"

The situation was unfavorable. Yelu Yan never dreamed that a good situation would be turned into this by a mortal with only brute force. Although not many of his cavalrymen died, this strong man kept throwing people around and did not give them a chance to reorganize their formation.

Yelu Yan hurriedly mounted his horse. The four monks killed several approaching assassins in succession, pulled the reins, and rushed out of the encirclement and headed north with Yelu Yan.

"Don't let the Liao dog run away!"

Some hero shouted, and more than ten assassins abandoned the ordinary cavalry and quickly chased after the fleeing Yelu Yan.

Without the expert in charge, the remaining cavalry will be able to regroup quickly. These assassins will not be their opponents. If they cannot kill Yelu Yan before he escapes to the hunting ground, this ambush will be declared a failure.

But for Zhao Yushu, killing Yelu Yan was an easy task and he could do it at any time. However, he really wanted to meet the person who issued the order. Just meeting him once and leaving an impression on him would be enough.

Suddenly, no more cavalry were thrown around in the melee, and the Liao cavalry, who had been beaten dizzy, finally had the opportunity to gather together and reorganize their formation to kill dozens of chaotic assassins, but it was too late to rescue their commander.

On the road, Yelu Yan was galloping on his horse, followed closely by a dozen assassins.

In the darkness where no one was paying attention, a shadow was following everyone erratically, and not far ahead was the hunting ground.

On the hill, Prime Minister Di looked at the five war horses running towards him in a panic from afar. He slowly pulled the longbow in his hand, and the sharp arrow pointed at Yelu Yan who looked panic-stricken.

"Tang Dynasty, ten thousand years."