Chapter 242 Assassination! (Ch 242)

“Impossible! When did Emperor Yan escape and become a paper man?!”

“Even if he can, how could Huangfu Sangyu also be a paper figure?”

Qi Guangzheng’s heart sank suddenly. He had tried many times along the way and was very sure that this was the true body of Emperor Yan, so he planned to assassinate him, hoping to achieve success with one strike.

I never expected it to be a paper man!

This kind of puppetry is unheard of!

The paper figurine of Emperor Yan and the group of ceremonial guards beside him were also not checked, and chaos broke out immediately.

“not good!”

Qi Guangzheng turned his head to look and saw that the leader of the Imperial Guards, Gong Yangfu, had already used the Great Blood Escape Technique to escape. He was so fast that he disappeared into the sky in an instant.

“Is this the Crown King’s plan? It’s laughable,”

The burly old man sneered, too lazy to pay attention to the group of Jindan, and walked forward to carefully examine the paper figurine of Emperor Yan.

Using tracking secrets, but found nothing.

The soul inside the paper man had committed suicide long ago, leaving no chance for tracking.

“A shapeshifting monster skin. What a big deal.”

The thin old man frowned. The divine monster was full of treasures all over its body and was very rare. Emperor Yan said to abandon it so he could give it up.

“Master Lei, this matter…”

Qi Guangzheng took a deep breath and bowed for instructions.

The burly old man is Lord Lei, and the thin old man is Lord Feng. They have their roots in the Loose Cultivator Alliance, but on the surface they are Dafengge’s men.

When one reaches the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it is impossible to disguise oneself because the characteristics are too obvious.

“Didn’t the Crown King say that it was foolproof?” Lei Zhenjun said coldly, feeling angry.

If it weren’t for the Crown King’s promise and payment of a large amount of treasures, and if the Emperor of Poetry had not suspected that the Emperor of Yan had something related to Houyi’s bow, he would not have bothered to get involved in this mess.

And this is the only chance to kill Emperor Yan.

When we arrived at Yandu, we saw a giant Nascent Soul sleeping below. Who would dare to break into the palace unless they were a Deity Transformation Emperor?

The two middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators quickly spread their spiritual awareness and searched the area for thousands of miles, but after searching for half a day, they found nothing.

Without a doubt.

The guard of honor was just a decoy. The real Emperor Yan and Huangfu Sangyu had already sneaked back to Yandu.

“Qi Guangzheng, if you don’t give me a reasonable explanation, you will die here today.”

Master Feng looked unfriendly.

Da Fengge, he even dared to assassinate the three overlord-level geniuses, so what would happen if he killed a mere Yuanying of Yan State?

“It was originally foolproof, but the Liao Emperor suddenly turned against us and gave up the operation.”

“During the transaction, Emperor Yan was definitely in his true form! Killing him at that time would have given us a 99% chance of success!”

Qi Guangzheng broke out in a cold sweat and quickly bowed to explain.

He knew that the Liao Emperor also knew puppetry. After all, he had lived for so long and his ability to protect his life was not low. However, he did not expect that his puppetry was so advanced that he could not even detect it at such a close distance.

“The Liao Emperor betrayed us? He wished the Yan Emperor would die and cause chaos in Yan State. How could he betray us?”

Master Lei and Master Feng looked at each other and noticed something unusual.

The Liao emperor’s move was extremely unreasonable.

“Forget it, I’ll find another opportunity.”

Lord Lei sighed, feeling very regretful. He didn’t know when he would be able to test Emperor Yan again.

“The Emperor of Yan is in deep sleep. He won’t live much longer. It’s estimated that he will live for only a dozen years. We can make a move then. Anyway, the Moon Palace will not be opened for nearly a hundred years.”

Master Feng sneered, his murderous intent revealed.

Anything that can cause Houyi to arch his bow is either a treasure or a dime a dozen. He must get it!

This concerns the Moon Palace’s grand plan!

“Thank you, both of you.”

Qi Guangzheng said respectfully, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

These two had been assassinated by those in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. He, who was in the early stage, could not defeat them even if he was against heaven.

“Well, go ahead.”

Master Lei waved his hand impatiently.

Qi Guang acted as if he had been pardoned, so he turned around and left in a hurry. It was impossible for him to return to Yan. Fortunately, his family had already been arranged by King Guan, so they fled to another country to make their plans.

As long as Emperor Yan dies and King Guan makes a comeback, he will still have the merit of following the dragon.

“puff!”

Suddenly, a thunder flying knife pierced through Qi Guangzheng’s back dantian like lightning.

Qi Guangzheng reacted incredibly quickly and quickly took out his flying sword to block. With a “clang” sound, his figure flew backwards and he coughed up blood due to the huge force.

“you!”

Qi Guang was furious and was about to curse, but then he felt a chill in his lower abdomen. He looked down and saw that his Nascent Soul had been grabbed by a giant hand of wind.

Master Feng sneered and swallowed the frightened Qi Guangzheng’s Nascent Soul into his stomach in one gulp. He smacked his lips and said, “It tastes good. I saved a few years of hard training, so it’s not in vain.”

“It’s a pity that I couldn’t swallow Emperor Yan’s Nascent Soul, otherwise I would have practiced hard for decades.”

Master Feng secretly felt regretful. The Alliance of Loose Cultivators had all kinds of skills, and there were many magical skills that could refine the Nascent Soul into magic power.

Lei Zhenjun came over, took away Qi Guangzheng’s Qiankun bag, and burned the body to ashes.

“The assets are a bit small. Never mind. Even a small mosquito is still meat.”

Master Lei shook his head and glanced at the 10,000-strong guard of honor and the 30,000-strong army who were looking at them in horror in the distance, and he was too lazy to pay any attention to them.

Killing a group of Jindan is too cheap.

He disdained to do it.

As for killing Qi Guangzheng, will the Crown King pay the balance?

In the entire Nanhong Territory, who dares to owe money to their Loose Cultivator Alliance?

“Let’s go, the Emperor of Poetry is under a lot of pressure, let’s give him a hand.”

Master Lei said calmly, transforming into a bolt of lightning and breaking through the air.

Lord Feng followed closely behind, as fast as the wind.

We walked about several hundred miles.

“Certainly!”

A soft hum was heard, and Master Feng was instantly frozen in place, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, twelve True Demon Swords flew out and instantly trapped and killed Master Feng.