42. Gile's home field
For Feng Yuming's words, the people all agreed, and they all danced and cheered.
However, at this moment, many masked black-clothed assassins suddenly poured out from the side of the central round platform. Each masked assassin held a sharp sword in his hand.
Suddenly, the common people fled, and the whole square was in chaos.
"Sister Sheng'er is dangerous, come here, it's not safe there!" Seeing the assassin who suddenly appeared, Jiang Ranran shouted at Lian Sheng standing on the round platform.
Hearing Jiang Ranran's worried shout, Lian Sheng cast a look of nothingness.
Because Lian Sheng was standing on the round platform, and the assassins came out from the side of the round platform, and their targets were all Feng Yuming, they didn't notice Lian Sheng.
Although Liansheng didn't run for his life like others, he still left the round platform, because it was Ji Le's home stadium now!
And Le Ke, who had been sitting next to Feng Yuming, looked at the assassin who suddenly appeared and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was not surprised.
"Dog Emperor, take your life!"
All of the Assassins' targets were directed at Feng Yuming. However, before these assassins could reach the high platform, they were stopped by the Ji family army, who had been guarding Feng Yuming.
And Ji Le, who had been standing behind Feng Yuming, was standing at the front of the Ji family army at this time. Looking at the assassins with fierce eyes in front of him, Ji Le felt a sense of pride about to gush out in his heart.
"Brothers, those who hurt my emperor!"
"No mercy!"
After shouting, Ji Le took the lead in attacking the assassin with a long sword in hand. see
Looking at Ji Le's indomitable back, the Ji family soldiers seemed to see Ji Ming, who had been standing in front of them two years ago, so calm and unhurried, so majestic.
However, even if it is a catastrophe, there will always be a few good people in the world who want to watch the excitement regardless of the danger of their lives. After most of the people ran to take refuge, there were still a few onlookers standing scattered around the square.
"Eh, you said that this young master of the Ji family can repel the assassins."
"I don't think it's difficult, I heard that this young master of the Ji family is a waste of martial arts, so since General Ji disappeared, this Ji family has become more and more lonely."
"So that's the case, so isn't he going to die now?"
"I don't know him, the dog jumped off the wall when he was in a hurry!"
Lian Sheng looked coldly at these ordinary people and kept chewing the root of their tongues.
People always look at others with a critical eye, and they don't care whether their words hurt others, and they will never understand that the most hurtful weapon is not a sword or a sword, but their mean mouth.
Ignoring the common people, Liansheng turned his head to look at the assassins.
There must be more than 50 masked assassins, but Ji Jiajun has only ten people, plus Ji Le is only eleven people, but in the face of such a huge gap, Ji Jiajun did not have the slightest fear, but stimulated blood, and all of them were full of fighting spirit.
And Ji Le, who took the lead, rushed directly into the center of the assassin, cutting off all his retreats at once.
"Come on! Let's fight! Looking at these assassins, Ji Le felt that the inferiority complex he had been in the dust was burning violently, and the white eyes and exclusion he had received in the past were all shouted out at this moment.
The provoked assassins gave up their target, Feng Yuming, and attacked Ji Le directly.
In the flash of light, there were dozens of swords glowing with cold light in front of Ji Le. However, in the face of these, Ji Le just grinned, stepped forward with his right foot, and swung the long sword in his right hand forward with a flat swing, and an invisible impact energy ejected from the tip of the sword towards those assassins.
After that invisible energy touched the ten long swords, it only froze slightly, and then exploded directly, and the strong impact made the assassins unstable and kept retreating.
"Come again!" At this moment, Ji Le seems to be expressing his pain and unhappiness for more than 20 years.
The assassins who were forced back by Ji Le's sword looked at Ji Le's appearance, and all the mission goals in their minds had been forgotten, and they just wanted to kill the man in front of them immediately.
And Ji Jiajun, who was behind Ji Le, looked at Ji Le's majestic appearance, and suddenly increased the intensity of the attack in his hand as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.
"Oh my God, this Young Master Ji is too powerful, one person singles out ten assassins!"
"Yes, didn't you say that he was a waste of martial arts training, this is obviously a peerless master!"
"It's a shadow of General Ji!"
"Maybe even better than his father!"
However, the common people didn't hear these words, and he only felt that his whole body had endless strength.
Mo Ying, who was outside the square, looked at Ji Le who was killing in all directions and smiled with satisfaction, it seems that those forces in the dantian Ji Le have digested very well, so there is no need to worry about his safety.
However, the time and place of the Assassin's appearance were too strange, they did not enter from outside the square, but hid in the square beforehand, because Mo Wei, who had been guarding outside, did not find any trace of them.
There is only one possibility......
Thinking of this, Mo Ying's deep eyes looked at Le Ke who was sitting on the high platform.
At this time, Leke was in the center of the riot, but he did not have the slightest panic, and his weather-beaten eyes revealed shrewdness.
In fact, when the assassin first appeared, Feng Yuming wanted to ask the guards to escort Le Ke back to the palace first, but Le Ke refused. Feng Yuming didn't know what his mother was thinking about, but he didn't dare to disobey her.
So the two of them sat on the high platform, like live targets, waiting for the plot of others.
Originally, Feng Yuming was a little worried about whether Ji Le would be able to withstand the assassin's attack, after all, he was not his father Ji Mingshang. Therefore, he also secretly asked Gonggong Li to order the Zijin Army to stand by and strike when necessary.
However, to Feng Yuming's surprise, Ji Le's offensive was very tough and leaky, and the fifty or so assassins were a little overwhelmed by Ji Le and Ji Jiajun.
Gradually, the assassins gradually showed fatigue, slowly fell into a disadvantage, and when they were about to lose, Le Ke, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"Emperor!"
"What does the Queen Mother command?" Hearing Le Ke speak, Feng Yuming said respectfully.
"Emperor, what do you think of this eldest young master of the Ji family, will he become the second Ji Mingshang." The look on Le Ke's face when he said this was as if nothing had happened, but only Le Ke himself knew how unhappy he was when he said this.
"After returning to his mother, Erchen felt that this Ji Le had all the necessary conditions to become a strong man, forbearance, bravery, and humility, maybe he would be better than his father." Feng Yuming, who answered Le Ke's words seriously, didn't notice that the more Le Ke listened to his words, the more ugly his face became.
Hmph, on the second Ji Ming, how could I let your Ji family resurrect, don't think about it! This time, I must remove your Ji family from the Forbidden Imperial City!
In the square, the assassins who were still struggling to support themselves suddenly stopped without warning.
Several assassins glanced at each other and nodded slightly, as if they had made some decision, and the remaining ten assassins who could still stand up suddenly formed a circle back to back, the long sword in his hand was raised straight to his chest, and his mouth quickly muttered obscure words,
ㄊㄏㄓㄓㄔㄑㄨㄜㄓㄔ……
Slowly, a lot of black gas came out of the ten assassins, enveloping them continuously.
Gradually, the figures of the ten assassins were already covered by black gas, and only the powerful aura that kept rushing out showed that the people were still there.
Seeing this situation, Mo Hui, who had been observing outside the square, turned pale, and no longer cared whether his identity was sensitive or whether it would be exposed, he left the big tree with a light tap of his toes and fell into the square.
Lian Sheng, who had been watching the battle, felt that Mo Yi appeared next to him, and his voice sounded faintly: "This breath is a bit like that of the demon clan." ”
"Well, we see the opportunity to act, but we can't do it but take action." The rare ink rebellion is also cautious.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the black mist next to the round platform getting thicker and thicker, and the aura was becoming more and more terrifying and cold.
However, the people who had been watching saw this situation not only did not leave, but discussed it more enthusiastically.
"Eh, what do you think is that black smoke?"
"I guess those assassins are desperate, take something to burn, put a signal or something."
"Yes, yes, you have a point."
"yes, you see it won't be long before these Assassins' rescuers arrive!"
Mo Wei looked at the ordinary people in the stands who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and rolled his eyes, people don't know how to retreat until they die.
"Sister Sheng'er, Brother Mo!"
The two looked back and saw Jiang Ranran running over quickly with her skirt.
"Then why are you running down, it's dangerous here." Looking at Jiang Ranran, who was running out of breath, Lian Sheng frowned and reprimanded.
Feeling Liansheng's displeasure, Jiang Ranran carefully stirred the handkerchief in his hand, lowered his head and said sullenly: "Sister Sheng'er, I know this, but you don't leave, I'm worried about you, if you don't leave, I won't leave!" ”
Looking at the top of Jiang Ranran's hairy head, the atmosphere was stalemate for a while, and finally Lian Sheng sighed and said helplessly: "Hey, okay, you can only stay behind us and don't run around, do you hear?" ”
"Uh-huh!" Seeing that Lian Sheng agreed, Jiang Ranran nodded as fast as a chicken pecking rice.
Jiang Ranran didn't know why he had an almost blind trust in Liansheng and Mo Wei, even if it was such a dangerous situation in front of him, as long as Lian Sheng and Mo Wei were around, he felt that he would definitely not be hurt.
Jiang Ranran himself didn't know where this feeling came from. It seems that from the first time we met, I became very dependent on Liansheng.
Just as Jiang Ranran was thinking this, Mo Ranran's magnetic voice suddenly sounded.
"Here we are."
Hearing Mo Yan's words, Jiang Ran raised his head blankly, only to see that the black fog, which was already very huge, turned into a black pillar and soared straight into the sky at this moment, and the sky that was still blue before became dark clouds in the next second, and the thunder continued.