After a rain of arrows, dozens of black-clad masked men rushed over with snow-bright swords.

Yue Feng led some people to face the battle, and for a while, the swords were splashed, and the two sides were entangled. And the star chaser and a few secret guards stayed next to the carriage, blocking with long swords, watching and listening to all directions, vigilantly patrolling the surroundings to prevent random arrows from endangering the life of the prince and princess.

The black-clothed man was not weak in martial arts, and he fought with King Chen's guards equally, and both sides were injured. But the man in black seemed to be dying, he only knew how to attack, and his scars did not weaken his offensive by half a point.

Under such a ferocious attack, even Yue Feng's shoulder was slashed. Zi Yao was protecting Mu Xuefu, and when he saw Yue Feng injured from a distance, the killer slashed at him fiercely, where was it still stable, and he rushed to her side with a flying body.

"What are you rushing out for? Why don't you get back to the wagon? Yue Feng just looked at the killer's arm with a knife, and when he looked back, he saw Zi Yao standing beside him, and he couldn't help but be anxious and angry, and roared.

When an assassin attacked, Zi Yao dodged, raised his leg and kicked the assassin's chin, spun in the air, turned around and snatched the knife from his hand, and pierced the assassin's heart with another knife, killing him instantly. She squinted at her angry Yue Feng and raised her chin, "My martial arts are not bad, don't underestimate me, take care of yourself." She frowned as she looked at his bleeding shoulder, and then another assassin attacked, and she didn't say much, only to defend herself against the enemy.

In the carriage, Jing Rong protected Mu Xuefu and held her in his arms without revealing it at all, even if such a posture was dangerous, it would not hurt her.

Afraid that she would be afraid, Jing Rong said gently: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you have anything to do with me." ”

Despite the swords and swords outside, Mu Xuefu was not afraid at all, not because she was good at martial arts, but because she was at ease with Jingrong.

"I'm not afraid of you."

Jing Rong touched her face and smiled, sometimes a word of trust can warm people's hearts.

He opened the curtain and looked at the situation outside, there were at least forty or fifty people in black, all of them were strong in martial arts, and they were ruthless. He originally thought that he was the killer of the Netheryin Pavilion again, but the way to look at the martial arts of these people was different from the killer of the Netherworld Pavilion sent by the Jing Sect to assassinate him last time, but he was familiar. He squinted his eyes, his sharp and cold gaze burst out like sword light, and his face became more and more heavy, as if the dark sky before the mountain rain was about to come.

Mu Xuefu followed his gaze, her eyes flashed, and asked, "Who is going to kill us?" ”

"Not for you, but for me." Jing Rong snorted coldly, and the cold air contained in his chest spread out with his snort, "Who else in this world can treat me as a thorn in the side?" ”

Mu Xuefu stared at Jing Rong and said, "Jing Wanqi? Or Jing Xuan? ”

Jing Rong's face was cold and resolute, a trace of grim light flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head, "It's not them." ”

"Not them?" Mu Xuefu muttered, she lowered her head, thought for a moment, and the pupils in her eyes shrank, as if countless broken ice had gathered. In addition to Jing Wanqi's mother and son, there is also a person, Emperor Xuanwu! In order to support Jing Xuan, he will even suppress his own son, so for Jing Rong, the son who was once a contender for the throne, I am afraid that he would have wanted to get rid of him a long time ago. Wasn't he the one he sent this time to do the errand?

She didn't know what excuse Emperor Xuanwu would use to prop Jing Xuan up to the throne, but she would definitely not disclose their true father-son relationship to the public. Unless several princes are not eligible to inherit, then one can be selected from the side branch of the emperor to inherit the throne. If he is selected from King Yu's party, then Jing Rong is the first choice, so he must be eliminated.

Mu Xuefu looked at Jing Rong, his expression was cold, and there was indescribable hatred in his eyes, like an icy chill that wanted to break through the shackles of the cage.

Although the Dark Guard was well-trained, the Assassins' offensive was stronger, and in the blink of an eye, King Chen's people were defeated and retreated, and they were at a disadvantage. Chasing the stars saw that Yue Feng and Zi Yao were injured, so he left a few guards to protect the princess and princess, and joined the fight himself.

Among the masked people, two of them have the strongest martial arts, Yue Feng and Star Chasing can resist for the time being, but they are both injured by them. Seeing that they couldn't hold it anymore, Jing Rong instructed Bai Yi to protect Mu Xuefu, and then got out of the carriage to join the battle.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first, we want to kill King Chen, and attack him with all our might." Someone shouted.

Jing Rong has no weapons, empty gloves and white blades, fists and feet combined. The Assassins' target was him, and as a result, all but the Assassins, who were entangled with the guards, were powerless to attack him.

The assassin who rushed to the front swept over Jing Rong's head with a cold light, Jing Rong took a stride, grabbed his shoulder, twisted it hard, and only heard a "click" sound, and then twisted his shoulder at that moment. Grabbing his hand, he threw it at the assassin's neck, blood gushing from his throat.

Before he could catch a breath, the fierce sword qi behind him approached, drawing a streamer, his ears moved slightly, and he grabbed the dead assassin and spun it around, and the long sword went straight into the belly of the dead assassin. Jing Rong squinted slightly, his hand was claw-shaped, and the tip of the sword that clashed out was lucky, and before the person holding the sword could draw out the sword body, the sword had already withdrawn from the dead body, and the hilt of the sword was directly pierced into the body of the sword's owner.

Chasing Star held two swords against the enemy, and seeing this, he threw the Chengying Sword in his hand to Jing Rong.

As soon as Jing Rong received the sword, the best martial arts among the assassins killed him, and the two of them moved extremely fast, like a flash of light, and gathered around Jing Rong in an instant. Two against one, but also evenly matched. Jing Rong is mainly defensive, and the two assassins are mainly attacking, and they are not up or down for a while. In a moment, Jing Rong took retreat as advance, anti-guest, defense turned into offense, his sword aura was like a rainbow, and the sword rain he swung out was like lightning splitting the sky, fierce and violent, but the assassins who were entangled with him suffered a loss.

Mu Xuefu sat in the carriage, her eyes fixed on Jing Rong, unable to calm down, for fear that he would be hurt a little. Although he knew that Jing Rong's martial arts were very high, these assassins should not be able to defeat him, but two fists were hard to beat four hands, and there were so many assassins, it was easy to suffer. But if he is in crisis, she will take action even if she exposes her martial arts.

Jing Rong's moves became more and more ferocious, and his eyes were already glowing with a murderous red light, and the two assassins who were entangled with him were both injured by his fierce sword qi. Both of them took a few steps back, glanced at each other, and shook each other's jaws. Then I saw the two of them like glimpses, empty and real, surrounding Jing Rong, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Fortunately, Jing Rong's ears and eyes are clear, even if they are surrounded by their strange martial arts, they can still hear the source of the sword qi, they originally wanted to disturb Jing Rong and take advantage of his inattention, but every time they attack, they can be dodged by Jing Rong.

But with such entanglement, Jing Rong can only become defensive again, and he can't even find their true body when attacking. Often with a sword down, their shadows have already shifted their positions, which is extremely unfavorable to Jing Rong.

Mu Xuefu was in a hurry, although the scene would not be disturbed for a while, but the longer it was consumed, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

She glanced at the strange steps of the two assassins, and for a moment, it suddenly dawned on her that it was actually according to the Big Dipper Seven Star Array.

When she saw the chess box next to her, she picked it up, picked it up, flexed the middle finger of her right hand, poured internal force, and popped it out under her thumb.

With a "whoosh", the chess piece was shot out like a slingshot, and with the momentum of breaking bamboo, fast, ruthless, and accurate, more than ten feet away, accurately attacked the leg of one of the assassins and pierced the bone, and fell to the ground in grief on the spot.

Jing Rong saw the opportunity and took his life with a sword.

According to the Big Dipper Array, Mu Xuefu calculated the position where his next kick landed, and in this way, another chess piece popped out, which was deeper than the previous one, and directly hit the temple of another assassin, piercing through the past, and killing him instantly.

Jing Rong frowned slightly, and was about to look around to see who was helping him, but another assassin sneaked up from behind, and he didn't have time to catch it, so he turned around and took the assassin's head. Looking around again, Mu Xuefu had already lowered the curtain and missed the opportunity. It's just that his mind is sharp, and he still glanced in the direction of the carriage, and the direction where the secret weapon came from just now seemed to be there, but there was nothing else except his own carriage.

And those two chess pieces were infused with strong internal force, and they had long been gone, yes, Jing Rong didn't see the appearance of the hidden weapon clearly, only knew that the wounds of the two assassins should be round.

Without these two difficult men, the other Assassins were defeated, killed and wounded, and were quickly subdued.

Jingrong's snow-white robe was stained with blood, like red flowers, blooming in the snow in an irregular ink-like way. The blood-stained clothes did not feel bad at all on him, but they had another charm. Standing there, it is as noble and refined as a god's mansion, but it also exudes bloodthirsty gloom. Two very different styles come together around him, but they don't feel inconsistent, but rather make people feel that he was born to be like this.

Throwing the sword back to the star chaser, his voice was as delicate as broken ice, "Search." ”

"Lord Wang," Yue Feng searched for a token from the assassin with the best martial arts, bowed down and handed it to Jing Rong, "Yes"

"The king knows." Jing Rong swept it lightly, took it, held it in the palm of his hand, and kept rubbing the handwriting on it with his fingers. The smile on his lips became thicker and thicker, and sure enough, it was him.

Yue Feng's shoulders and back were all slashed, bleeding, and Zi Yao felt a faint pain in his heart when he looked at it. The knife in her back was attacked by an assassin, and he blocked it for her. There is moisture in the eyes, sparkling in the sockets.

"None of them will be left." Jing Rong's voice is like an ice pick in a cold day, cold and seeping. He already knew who had sent them to assassinate him, and it was useless to keep it. He took the brand into his arms, looked at the injuries on their bodies after chasing stars and Yuefeng, and said, "Rest in place, stop the bleeding first, stand up, and wait until the next stop to heal." ”

"Yes." The guards were more or less wounded, but fortunately they all had hemostatic medicine on them, and they couldn't die for a while.

Zi Yao took the initiative to walk to Yue Feng's side, and directly put his uninjured arm on the other side around his neck, "Come to my carriage with Bai Yi, and I'll give you medicine." ”