"How dare you block my master's steps? Prepare to die!" The eight guards beside the sedan chair at the back jumped up and killed the twenty guards of the Marshal's Mansion who were blocking their way.

In just a moment, the guards of both sides were already fighting each other.

No one knew who the other party was. Although there were eight guards behind them, they were all skilled fighters.

Everyone knows that the Murong family went to Wanshou Temple to burn incense today. The guards they brought with them were ordinary guards with agile skills, not the top shadow guards trained at a huge cost.

After the competition, no one gained the upper hand.

At this moment, four people who had been guarding the sedan, who were obviously different from the eight guards just now, took action.

With one move, he broke the necks of eight guards of the Marshal's Mansion with a force as powerful as thunder.

"Amitabha, this is a pure land of Buddhism. Please show mercy and do not use violence or bloodshed in Wanshou Temple." Seeing this, the young monk immediately spoke out to stop it.

This is a royal temple after all, and such a brazen person cannot come here to mess around.

"Kill these dogs blocking the road for this princess."

A light voice came from the sedan chair, and the four guards who had stopped killing immediately jumped up again and attacked the remaining dozen guards. In a blink of an eye, four more lives were lost.

Just as the four of them suddenly attacked, Murong Meng turned around and glanced at Murong Qingyun. After he nodded slightly, Murong Meng, Murong Xue and Murong Shan all attacked at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, a touch of goose yellow, a touch of tender green, and a touch of wine red sleeves flew out from the hands of the three people, like a dagger breaking through the air, as fast as lightning, and shot directly at the sedan chair behind the four people.

Seeing this, the four masters who were killing the guards of the Marshal's Mansion like a butcher's knife cutting grass all changed their expressions.

Knowing that the people ahead were the sons and daughters of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, they were so brazen. With all the guards dead, what was there to fear from these pampered young men and women? Wouldn't they then be at the mercy of their masters?

Who would have thought that when more than half of the guards at the Marshal's Mansion had been dealt with, the three seemingly delicate and weak young ladies suddenly became powerful.

Although they did not meet them head-on, just by seeing them use such soft silk sleeves as weapons and strike the sedan chair at such a fast speed, they knew that their master had made a mistake and had hit a wall today.

The four masters left behind the lives they were about to take and flew backwards without hesitation to protect the people in the sedan.

As early as when Murong Meng and the other two took action, Murong Xiao and Murong Yan had already glanced at each other.

Apart from the hatred for Murong Yan in their hearts, years of tacit cooperation had already made their attacks as if they were the same.

They were already ace agents and assassins, and then they joined forces in an instant. Once this power was fully unleashed, it was no longer a combination of one plus one equaling two.

The two assassins who were flying in front only felt a light of lake blue and a light purple flash past them...

The two men floated in front strangely. Before they could see what was going on, they felt a chill on their necks. They both stopped, widened their eyes, turned their heads in disbelief, and looked at the figure who had given up on them to deal with the two companions behind them.

They were still breathing, they were still thinking, they were still angry, and they were even recalling the details of the fight just now...

But the two figures abandoned them and rushed directly towards the two people behind them.

They both covered their necks with their hands to hold the warmth that was rushing out.