The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

However, she felt relieved immediately. With a master like Zhong Ling around, she had nothing to fear from the assassination tonight. No wonder Jiang Fan was so calm and not anxious about the assassination at all.

"The eight of you stay here and protect Concubine De!" After Zhong Ling dealt with the enemy, he gave orders to the eight white-robed soldiers without any further ado.

"Let's go... follow me to His Highness!" She pulled Li Changle up and rushed towards Qingyuan Palace where Jiang Fan was.

Now, the entire palace is under Jiang Fan's control. In addition to the one thousand white-robed soldiers, there are also five thousand Huaining soldiers scattered around.

After the screams just now, those assassins are probably being hunted down. I don’t know what’s going on with Jiang Fan!

At the same time, in Qingyuan Palace where Jiang Fan was, Jiang Fan stood in front of the hall, looking at the assassins below with indifferent eyes.

As soon as these assassins arrived, they were surrounded by the white-robed soldiers. There were more than fifty of them when they arrived, more than a dozen of them were first-rate masters, and the rest were all second-rate masters.

After seeing Jiang Fan appear, the killers showed mockery and contempt in their eyes, as well as a hint of coldness as if they were looking at a dead person.

The leader looked at Jiang Fan and said calmly, "King Qin of Dayan, you shouldn't have come to my Great Western Dynasty... But since you are here, then stay! Patriots of the Great Western Dynasty, invite King Qin of Dayan to die!"

Although there were three hundred white-robed soldiers around, these fifty-plus people did not show any fear at all, and there was only indifference in their eyes.

In other words, they didn't take the White Robe Army seriously at all, and even after seeing Jiang Fan, they didn't rush to take action.

Jiang Fan looked at the leader and smiled playfully, "Are you asking me to die? Just because of you? I don't think you are worthy! You are the ones who should die..."

His words startled the killers, and they were slightly shocked. The leader frowned and looked at Jiang Fan.

These people did not seem to have expected that Jiang Fan could remain so calm in the face of such a situation. Did he really think that the three hundred white-robed soldiers in front of him could protect him?

The leader's eyes flashed with contempt and disdain, and he said calmly: "Your Highness Prince Qin, do you think these people under your command can stop us?"

Jiang Fan smiled and said playfully: "Why not give it a try!?"

As soon as he said this, he immediately angered all the killers. Jiang Fan didn't take them seriously, and the leader shouted coldly.

"Then please let King Qin die!" Then, he rushed towards Jiang Fan, and more than fifty assassins behind him also rushed towards Jiang Fan at the same time.

"Get started..." Jiang Fan said calmly when he saw this scene.

Following his voice, the white-robed soldiers around him immediately pulled the trigger at the killer in the middle.

Bang... bang... dense gunfire rang out, and more than fifty killers fell down in groups just after they rushed out a few steps.

Those second-rate masters were like ants in front of the revolver. Even if they didn't hit their vital points, they were seriously injured. The shooting radius was a semicircle. Almost all the assassins around and behind were killed.

Only less than twenty assassins survived, and they were only thirty steps away from Jiang Fan.

The sudden death of their companions made them look slightly shocked and incredulous. They never thought that more than half of the fifty experts would die in a flash. How could this be possible?

Before they could react, the white-robed soldiers beside Jiang Fan pulled the trigger again, and the top-notch masters who rushed forward fell down in large numbers.

Only the leader dodged the attack by using his body shape and used his companion's body to block the bullets. He did not slow down and rushed to Jiang Fan in an instant.

He threw the corpse towards Jiang Fan and rushed towards him. He raised his hand and slapped Jiang Fan on the crown of his head.

The Chu brothers on the left and right quickly knocked the corpse away and blocked it. Jiang Fan also took this opportunity to raise his revolver and aim it at the man's forehead.

Just as he pulled the trigger, the man sensed a strong sense of danger and immediately took advantage of the situation to dodge to the side. The Chu brothers' attack missed, and Jiang Fan's bullet also missed.

Jiang Fan looked at the other party with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Grandmaster level! The other party was actually a master level expert. In order to kill him, Prince Ling really spent a lot of money and actually invited a master level expert.

The Grandmasters of the Great Western Dynasty should be in the royal family. The Great Western Royal Family seems to have two Grandmasters. Jiang Fan then remembered that the man in front of him had a shrill voice.

In other words, this master-level expert should be a member of the Great Western Royal Family. Jiang Fan was still worried about how to find the other party.

After all, if a powerful Grandmaster wanted to harm Li Changle, Li Changguang would not even know how he died.

After dodging the fatal blow, the Grandmaster retreated to the side. He looked at Jiang Fan warily with horror in his eyes.

If it weren't for the black thing in Jiang Fan's hand that made him feel the threat of death, he could definitely kill Jiang Fan's Chu brothers on the spot easily.

But just now he almost died at Jiang Fan's hands. Fortunately, he reacted in time. His expression changed slightly, and he rushed towards Jiang Fan again, his mind always paying attention to the revolver in Jiang Fan's hand.

As for the Chu brothers' attacks on him, he didn't care at all. As soon as the two brothers came close to him, he easily knocked them away.

If it wasn't for Jiang Fan's revolver, he would have killed the Chu brothers. He rushed to Jiang Fan several times, but was forced back by the revolver.

At this moment, he realized that all the assassins who came with him were dead, even the top masters were shot dead. Now he was the only one left!

He was filled with horror, and no longer had the arrogance he had just had. He had just invited Jiang Fan to die, and said that the few people Jiang Fan had could not stop them. But now!

Their people were killed before they even came into contact with Jiang Fan, and he himself almost capsized in a ditch.

There were more than a dozen first-rate masters, more than thirty second-rate masters, plus himself as a master. Let alone killing three hundred soldiers, even one or two thousand soldiers could be killed.

But they didn't even touch the enemy soldiers, and they all died. He attacked Jiang Fan several times, and each time he was just a little bit away from killing Jiang Fan.

But he managed to narrowly avoid a fatal blow every time. If this continued, he might die here.

However, he did not give up. Since he had come, if he retreated like this, all his efforts would be in vain. He did not believe that the hidden weapon in Jiang Fan's hand could be used infinitely.

Jiang Fan also frowned as he looked at the powerful grandmaster, his heart sinking slightly. There were only six bullets in the revolver in his hand, and now there was only one bullet left.

If I can't defeat the opponent, I will be in danger.