Under the moonlight, Elder Suzaku was quick and could vaguely see the figures in front of him. He clenched the black wooden stick in his hand and his eyes were cold and stern.
Suzaku acted prudently and would not fight for his life unless absolutely necessary, but he knew that tonight was the time when he had to fight for his life. Of course, he was able to sit in the position of the elder of the Beggar Clan not only because of his seniority, but also because his martial arts were not weak.
Although he had not fought to the death with anyone for many years, Suzaku never delayed his martial arts and continued to practice hard when no one was around.
Those figures obviously knew that there was someone chasing behind them. They ran for a long way and reached a pavilion, but suddenly stopped, turned around and showed their weapons. Suzaku took two steps, and then he arrived in a hurry. With a long stick, Horizontal, keep an eye on the opponent.
There were four people on the other side, all holding weapons and looking at each other. At this moment, they heard a strange laugh. Suzaku's heart trembled. He looked up following the sound and saw the pavilion under the night. On the hexagonal roof, there was a figure sitting on it. The night wind was blowing, and the man's long hair was fluttering. Suzaku's eyesight was not weak. He could only see that the man was less than thirty years old, and his appearance was quite handsome. He knew the other party, but he had already heard the man say: "The Beggar Gang is the largest gang in the world. It is true that they are powerful in numbers. This time they are good at the palace. You are really brave. Are you going to rebel?"
Elder Zhuque sneered: "What kind of beggar gang?"
"Elder Suzaku, why deny it?" The man said with a smile: "Although you don't know me, I do know you. Aren't you the Lord of the Seven Souvenirs in the South?"
"You mean Suzaku?" Elder Zhuque said calmly: "I also recognize him. He is my brother, but he is from the Beggar Clan. I have nothing to do with the Beggar Clan."
Elder Suzaku certainly knew that the other party had recognized him. Even if he said this, the other party would never believe it. But even if the other party did not believe it, he still had to say his words.
Of course, Elder Zhuque understands that as a Jianghu gang, he cannot easily get involved in the changes in the capital. If this incident is not related to Qining's life and death, even if the dynasty changes, Suzaku will not easily lead the Beggar Gang disciples to take action. , the Beggar Clan is involved in the civil war, which will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future.
Therefore, tonight, although all the elite disciples of the Beggar Clan under him came out, they all changed their clothes, which could be considered as disguises.
Suzaku knew that even if this was the case, he might not be able to clear up the relationship in the future, but in this way, at least he would be able to cling to it in the future and not be too passive.
The man smiled and said: "There are disciples of the Beggar Clan all over the world. If you are really from the Beggar Clan, I would still worry about the three of you. Since you are not from the Beggar Clan, that's easy." His face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "Trespassing without permission." There is no doubt that the rebels in the palace have captured them all.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "swish, swish, swish", and arrows were shot from the darkness towards the three of Suzaku. Suzaku had been on guard for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful." He took one step and already flew away. He jumped up and pointed the black stick in his hand towards the killer in front of him.
Although he did not bring the Suzaku Staff, this black wooden stick is also an extremely powerful weapon. Not only is this stick made of tough wood, but it has also been dipped in refined oil, making it extremely strong. When this stick is used, it creates a powerful force. The other party came towards him with a sword. Suzaku turned his wrist and the head of the stick sprouted lotus. The man's eyes were blurred. With a "pop" sound, the long stick hit the man's wrist. With a crisp sound, the man's wrist bone was hit instantly. Broken, he screamed, and without waiting for the man to react, Suzaku picked up the long stick and stabbed the man's chest with great force. Although it was not like a spear piercing the man's chest, this fact made the man The body flew straight out.
After a round of arrows, a dozen figures emerged from all around, and without saying a word, they rushed towards Suzaku and the others.
Zhuque's heart trembled slightly, knowing that tonight's surprise attack had been guessed by the opponent. In fact, the palace had become a trap, and nearly a hundred disciples of the Beggar Clan took the initiative to sneak into the trap.
The other party has been prepared for a long time, so a deadly battle tonight is inevitable. It is probably impossible for the Beggar Gang to retreat unscathed.
Suzaku was even more worried that his disciples were scattered in the palace, and the other party would have the opportunity to defeat them one by one. In this case, he could only gather the disciples together, sweep out the wooden sticks, and suddenly let out a clear whistle from his mouth. This clear whistle had a penetrating power. It was extremely strong and spread far away. It was night, and the palace was already quiet. Even if this clear whistle could not be heard clearly by everyone in the palace, Suzaku was confident that most of the disciples could hear it, and When the disciples heard the sound, they knew it was the elder's signal and they would gather here.
More than ten people surrounded Suzaku and the three of them. The three of them were outnumbered, but they were not at a disadvantage.
The man on the roof looked at him coldly and did not take any action. Seeing that Suzaku was getting stronger and stronger, waving the stick majestically, and no one could get close to him, a sneer appeared on the lips of the man on the roof.
Soon, shouts and fighting sounds were heard from other parts of the palace, and screams were heard from time to time.
Suzaku knew that the palace could not ambush many people. When the disciples of the Beggar Clan heard the signal and gathered here, it would not go well. They would naturally be blocked by ambushes along the way.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Suzaku knocked one person away with a stick. When he took action previously, he still had some mercy and did not take the enemy's life. However, at this moment, these people on the other side obviously took action with the intention of killing, and knew that he could no longer show mercy. , he hit the stick with great force and hit one person's throat. When the person's body flew out, his throat made a "Grrr" sound. Apparently, the throat bone was broken by Suzaku's violent blow. The man fell to the ground, raised his hands to cover his throat, with a look of pain on his face. After struggling for a few times, he could no longer move. His throat bone was broken and he couldn't breathe. Naturally, he was dead.
Suzaku killed one person, but he was refreshed and his murderous aura became stronger. The black wooden stick changed in many ways. Although there were many people in the place, they could not get close to Suzaku. The two people beside Suzaku were also masters under Suzaku. , with more enemies and fewer enemies, he was not afraid at all. Seeing Suzaku kill one person, his morale was boosted.
When the man on the roof saw that Suzaku had the upper hand, his face was stern. He stood up suddenly, kicked off his feet, and flew down from the sky like an eagle. However, he did not attack Suzaku, but flew towards one of Suzaku's men. , the disciple was slashing at his opponent with his sword when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing from his side. From the corner of his eye, he saw a black shadow descending from the sky and rushing towards him. However, the disciple reacted really quickly. He turned around half-turn and swung the sword upwards in his hand. Halfway there, it turned from teasing to cutting, slashing at the black figure's legs.
Seeing that the blade was about to hit the man's leg, the man unexpectedly turned around in the air and easily avoided the knife. The disciple was shocked. Before he could think about it, the man had already reached out and pinched it with two fingers. The sword fell out of the disciple's hand. The disciple was horrified and shouted. He pulled back the sword and heard a crisp "click" sound. The sword actually broke into two pieces in the middle.
The disciple looked horrified.
The other party actually cut off the blade with only two fingers. He was stunned for a moment, but the other half of the broken sword was already clamped with two fingers. He waved his arm this way. Before the disciple could react, he felt a chill in his throat. But the man had already cut the disciple's throat with a broken blade.
The disciple covered his throat and took two steps back, but a man next to him slashed at him with a knife, and cut off the disciple's head.
Before the man on the roof took action, the disciple was not at a disadvantage in the fight with the enemy. Zhuque and another disciple never expected that this disciple would be beheaded in the blink of an eye. They were both frightened and angry. Suzaku shouted low and used his long stick. Like shooting, he went straight to the roof and pointed at the man on the roof. With a smile on his lips, the man on the roof dodged the Suzaku black wooden stick, put his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile: "None of you can leave tonight, this palace is yours." Burial place, but don’t blame us, blame Qining for letting you come here to die.”
Suzaku swept across with his long stick and said sternly: "Who are you?"
"Suzaku, if you want to keep these disciples, there is only one way." The man said: "Just surrender and kneel at my feet. From now on, the Beggar Gang will obey our orders, otherwise...!"
"You are really arrogant." Zhuque's long stick was like the wind, and he struck out repeatedly, "We have nothing but strong bones." He changed his moves repeatedly, and the long stick was always close to the man, but the man's figure was erratic, and his long The stick never touched the man's clothes. Suzaku knew that the other man was very skilled and did not dare to take it lightly.
The sound of killing in the distance became more and more intense. Suzaku knew that not only was he fighting fiercely here, but also that fierce fighting was taking place all over the palace.
"You have hard bones, then I will peel off your skin to see how hard your bones are." The man on the roof showed a cruel smile and stabbed his throat with the long stick. This time, he did not dodge and raised his hand. He clamped the black wooden stick with two fingers again, like scissors, and easily cut off a section of the black wooden stick. Suzaku was surprised, but the man did not stop, and cut off a section with two fingers, but followed the stick. The body continued to move forward, and wherever it passed, the black wooden stick fell down one by one. When Suzaku took back the black wooden stick, the other half of the black wooden stick had been clipped off to five or six sections.
"What kind of skill is this?" Suzaku's pupils shrank.
The man just smiled ferociously, threw himself at Suzaku, and said in a fierce voice, "I'm going to cut your skin open bit by bit to see how hard the bones are." He stretched out his hand to grab Suzaku.
Suzaku knew that this man's fingers were very powerful, so he didn't dare to take a hard hit. He swung his long stick diagonally. The man dodged and his left hand was in the shape of a knife. Before the black wooden stick could change its move, the palm knife had already cut into the black wooden stick. In an instant, it was broken into two pieces again. Suzaku's color suddenly changed, but the man had already taken the opportunity to step in front of Zhuque, and slashed the knife in his left hand diagonally. Suzaku tried his best to dodge, but he felt a stinging pain on his shoulder. He stepped away and moved away. , and when he lowered his head and looked down, he found that there was a gap in the skirt of his shoulder, and the skin under the skirt was also cut open.
Whether it was a crack in his clothes or a wound on his skin, it really felt as if he had been cut by a sharp blade.
Suzaku looked at the opponent's hand knife in shock. The opponent's flesh and blood palm was actually sharper than the blade!