Outside Kronborg Palace, Copenhagen's most famous tourist mecca and the place where the peerless Hamlet took place.
Gu Evil Dust strode along the small island on the coastal embankment.
More than a dozen elite men wearing black trench coats and carrying weapons at their waists stood in the green trees and flowers, looking at Gu Xichen with unkind eyes.
Occasionally, three or five ninjas in gray tights deliberately came out of the long grass, and as fast as the wind, they followed the ancient evil dust for a while on the tip of the grass, and then disappeared into the grass.
Ten minutes ago, Gu Xichen received a communication from an unfamiliar number in the hospital, and the person opposite told Gu Xichen that Bell Adams's wife and son were in their hands, and if Gu Xichen wanted to save their surname, he would go to Kronborg Palace alone.
The man warned Gu Xichen that if he dared to play the slightest trick, they would kill Bill Adams's family with the most brutal means.
Gu Xichen resolutely went to the meeting alone.
Walking down the embankment along a path in the grass, the old evil turned to the front of the Kronborg Palace, where an avenue surrounded by flowerbeds led to the main entrance of the castle.
Today the sun is shining brightly, the visibility is very good, you can see the towers of Kronborg Palace, the rooftop, and every window, there are flickering figures, and occasionally you can see the reflection of cold weapons.
In the gatehouse outside the main entrance of the Kronborg Palace, several guards fell to the ground, their necks bent at strange angles, apparently having been killed by heavy hands.
Guarding the door in place of these guards were two young women in pink kimonos who were born seductively beautiful.
Their faces are covered with white powder, two dots of plum petal-like red powder between their eyebrows, and their lips are painted with a bright red, which is a traditional costume of the ancient art book.
Stepping on the high clogs, the two women quietly walked up to Gu Xichen, bowed coquettishly and saluted: "Mr.
Gu, please hand over all the weapons on your body." ” The two triangular military spurs behind his waist, the two large-caliber pistols under his armpits, the two small-caliber revolvers tied to his calves, and the six-handled throwing knives stuffed in his boots, four soft little hands gently swept over Gu Xichen's body, and they searched out these weapons one by one and threw them away.
In the end, the two small bombs in the dark grid of Gu Xichen's belt and the soft sword in the belt were also found, and a woman smiled and slashed the soft sword against the wind, but the soft sword broke through the wind but did not make any sound, she couldn't help but look at Gu Xichen with joy and smiled: "Good sword" patted the woman's face covered with white powder vigorously, and Gu Xichen lifted his boots in disgust and wiped the white powder on the soles of his palms.
"I like to give you handmade goods from a traditional handicraft workshop, which is very valuable" The soles of the boots turned white with ash, and the faces of the two women twitched, and they took a few steps back with a hint of resentment.
The woman wrapped the soft sword around her waist and said softly: "Mr.
Gu, please go in, our master is waiting for you inside" "Hmm" With a cold snort, Gu Xichen looked at the gate of the ancient castle that was silently open in front of him, and strode in.
As soon as he walked in, a dark green sword light shot out from a tower a hundred meters away with a terrible ghostly roar.
The sword light twisted and entangled in the air, and in just a moment, the miserable green sword light turned into a triangular demon head, opening its mouth and devouring it.
The demon's seven orifices spewed out a thick green mist, and as it continued to approach, the cold air in the ancient castle was strong, and dozens of whirlwinds the thickness of human heads rose on the ground.
"Hmph" There was another cold snort, and Gu Xichen slapped it out with a palm of his hand.
Thirteen successive palms slashed at the demon's head from all directions, and the majestic palm power smashed the head the size of a water tank into pieces, and the green light of the Dao Dao scattered everywhere, turning into a sky full of green fireflies and scattering into the heavens and the earth.
The strong cold air in the castle dissipated, and the small whirlwind that had just formed disintegrated in an instant.
Wearing a black kimono and wearing a big knife at his waist, the Jizo Temple roared and jumped down from the tower, the knife strength was easily shattered by the ancient evil dust, the Jizo Temple only felt that his face was dull, he raised the family heirloom ghost knife with both hands to return the soul, and brought a tragic knife light like a waterfall from a height of 100 meters to chop down.
All the essence and spirit of the Jizo Temple were integrated into this sword, and this was the strongest sword he had ever issued in this life.
The sword light was still dozens of meters away from Gu Evil Chen, and the treacherous and gloomy sword intent had already shook the ground around Gu Evil Dust to soft as mud, and emitted a faint eerie evil aura.
Gu Xichen laughed arrogantly, suddenly rose up, and met the Dizang Temple with an incomparably arrogant punch.
Jizoji roared angrily: "You killed Keiko, she is my most beloved" The Snow Spirit Divine Fist brought up a white fist and the Phantom Soul Knife collided fiercely, this was the collision of the Ruyi Glove and the Millennium Secret Ghost Knife, and a strong white light suddenly burst out from the Ruyi Glove.
With a loud click, the heavy scabbard of the Phantom Knife was shattered by a punch, revealing the body of the Phantom Knife inside—a strange-shaped ghost bone that was constantly trembling like a phantom with a dark green body.
This dark green bone was roughly in the shape of a large knife, and countless red blood vessels writhing like earthworms were attached to it, and the whole body was full of evil energy.
"Fist" Gu Xichen shouted, and the cyclone swirled rapidly in more than a dozen large points in his right arm, and the violent true qi poured straight into his right fist.
The strength of the fist skyrocketed several times, and the fist gang brought a terrifying aura explosion like a landslide and tsunami, and a circle of dense air waves quickly dispersed in all directions, and the gate of the ancient castle behind Gu Xichen turned into dozens of pieces with an overwhelmed moan.
Jizoji let out a frightened roar, and before he could tell what Keiko Jizoji was his most beloved, the Snow Spirit Divine Fist had already shattered the body of the Phantom Soul Knife with one punch, and a heavy punch hit him in the chest.
Heavy as a mountain but sharp as a knife, Gu Xichen pierced the body of the Dizang Temple with a punch, and the snow spirit Shengang poured into the internal organs of the eight veins of the strange scriptures of the Dizang Temple with a cold aura, freezing his body solidly.
Flying up and kicking away the body of the Dizang Temple, Gu Xichen shouted: "If you dare to invite me to come, don't you dare to show your face?"
Glancing at the Jizo Temple that was easily defeated, Gu Xichen still remembered that when he was in Zurich, it was this Jizo Temple that chased and killed him with a large number of ninjas for a while.
At that time, he was far from being the opponent of the Dizang Temple, but now, the Dizang Temple, which should have the strength of the middle stage of the Jupitah level, was completely unworthy of Gu Xichen's second glance.
Jizoji vomited blood and flew back, and the two kimono women standing at the door flew up in panic and pounced on Jizoji Temple, which was frozen into ice.
The fingers of the two women had just touched the body of the Jizo Temple, and suddenly the woman who had taken away the soft sword of the ancient evil dust waved her bare hand, and the soft sword wrapped around her waist was silent, like a poisonous snake, stabbing at the soft underbelly of the Jizo Temple.
The other woman screamed, she pulled out two sharp three-toothed cones from her waist and stabbed them fiercely at the eyebrows and heavenly spirits of the Jizo Temple.
A dull rebuke rang out from inside the castle: "Bold" To be continued: