Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1051 - 627: Swift Bow, Killing Intent!

Insight.

The top assassin in this modern world possesses an innate insight ability, but only she knows where this talent stems from.

And now, her gaze has settled on a spot.

Lock on.

On the other side.

Boom!

The entire rooftop shattered!

Seo Ziling had no foothold and fell straight into the room...

As he crashed down, his head shook violently, nearly causing him to pass out.

But he saw Shi Long hanging on the torture rack.

Most of Yuwen Huaji’s minions had gone outside, leaving only one to guard Shi Long.

This person coldly stared at Seo Ziling and drew his sword.

He was about to stab Seo Ziling.

"Wait, I say—" Shi Long’s sudden voice made this person pause, and he instinctively turned to look at Shi Long, his eyes filled with delight.

But it was at this moment.

A sword thrust from behind pierced through his chest.

"Little Lingzi..."

It was Kou Zhong who charged in amidst the chaos... As Shi Long saw it, he diverted the person’s attention; otherwise, it would have been difficult for Kou Zhong to deceive him.

Kou Zhong was also heavily injured, as was Seo Ziling. When the two met, they couldn’t say anything, but they both spat out blood.

The uniformity of it.

At that moment.

Shi Long looked at these two, his gaze flickering slightly.

Seo Ziling also looked at him. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Though they had no affection for Shi Long, their initial goal was to acquire his martial arts inheritance. However, Yuwen Huaji had attempted to kill them several times, and Shi Long was someone Yuwen Huaji intended to imprison and torture.

The enemy’s enemy is a friend.

At least for now, they were on the same side. Releasing him would add to Yuwen Huaji’s troubles.

So Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong, with perfect understanding, helped each other to their feet.

One used a straw to unlock Shi Long’s handcuffs and shackles, while the other came to Shi Long, supporting his blood-stained, emaciated body,

"Senior Shi, though we brothers are not good people, we’ve been secretly learning your martial arts for so long, there’s at least some bond there. This time, we were implicated by you, nearly losing our lives. We don’t expect you to give us any benefits, but at least don’t use us as practice dummies as before..."

In the past, when they were caught by Shi Long, they couldn’t escape a beating and scolding; Shi Long was not kind to them.

So... Kou Zhong was still a bit worried.

And just as the cuffs were unlocked.

Kou Zhong and Seo Ziling suddenly felt a hand pressing on their shoulders, and then both were pushed to sit on the ground.

Shi Long leaned against their backs, his palm then resting on their heads.

It’s over; is Shi Long going to betray them?

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Above, Sui Yi and Yuwen Huaji have landed on the ground.

Sui Yi didn’t care about the house, because the person inside wasn’t Wei Zhenzhen, but Yuwen Huaji did. When he heard Shi Long say "Wait, I say—" and coincidentally Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong were alone with him, with the aura of inner strength fluctuations emanating from inside, his heart grew tense.

Not good, what trick is Shi Long up to!

"What are you waiting for! Go in there and kill them!"

Yuwen Huaji shouted sharply, and the subordinates snapped out of it. They didn’t dare confront Sui Yi earlier because she was too strong, able to eliminate them at will.

But dealing with those two inside was simple.

Swish, more than twenty subordinates charged into the wooden house.

Those chosen by Yuwen Huaji and brought here had at least third-rate or second-rate standards, which equates to B-level strength.

More than twenty charging into the wooden house, even if each carried one sword, it’s enough to chop the wooden house into fragments — along with everyone inside.

Sui Yi also knew Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong were inside, whether out of unwillingness to harm the innocent or her favorable impression of the two, or perhaps that familiar name, she couldn’t let these two die.

With a sweep of her magnetic sensation, all twenty of them bore substantial blood vitality and a faint sinister resentment.

So, she changed her gesture, her right-hand sword moved with an inexplicably tricky swordsmanship between the gaps of the knives.

Using her palm strength, that frail, thin body used for the first time the strength she rarely employed.

The witch’s inherent strength.

Which is the barbaric strength.

The Demon Que Sword flashed coldly.

Block, twist, overpower!

Yuwen Huaji suddenly felt a tremendous force from the sword, a force no ordinary person should possess. It was akin to the barbarian martial path from the Turks, even more terrifying, as both he and his knife were forcibly suppressed, making him kneel on the ground!