Riding the Pheonix Chapter 779: Assassination

Fu Jin still went up to the attic and watched the guards of Prince Yue's Mansion heading towards the palace.

This section of the road is the last section of the Jiang family's direct lineage to return to the center of power.

If you pass by, you will be the Lord of Ten Thousand Vehicles. If you cannot pass by, there will be no bones left.

The Forbidden Army led by Di Fan and Ni Jun were guarding on both sides.

Yang Shu's personal guards surrounded him.

The group of people walked towards the palace in silence and vigilance.

A gust of wind blew up and the lantern swayed.

Suddenly an arrow flew over and the candle flame went out.

But I heard Ah Xuan shout: "Stop advancing and meet the enemy!"

The guards were not disorderly at all and immediately stopped. The forbidden troops were outside and the personal guards were inside, guarding Yang Shu tightly.

In silence and solemnity, the enemy appeared.

Di Fan ordered: "Shield guards, stand up!"

Without light, Fu Jin could not see clearly what was going on over there, and could only judge by the sounds of weapons clashing and shouts of killing.

He prayed silently in his heart.

Twenty-four years have passed. I hope God has eyes and I will miss the road that the prince has not been able to walk, so that the child he protected until death can finish it!

The battle gradually became fierce, and Yang Shu whispered: "Axuan, where is my sword?"

Ah Xuan did not take the initiative to hand it over, but replied: "Your Highness, the son of a rich man, cannot sit down in the hall. If you do it yourself, what do you want us to do?"

Mingwei nodded: "He is right. You have a different status now and cannot easily take risks. Besides, in such a confrontation, the Forbidden Army has rich experience, so it is best not to intervene easily."

Today's array has been arranged countless times. The layers of protection must not be disrupted at will.

Although a single Forbidden Army is not as good as the top masters, they can double their combat power by forming a battle formation.

Yang Shu said helplessly: "I haven't said anything yet, but you have finished saying it. Bring the sword. Even if I don't take action, I still have to guard against the other party's cold arrows, right?"

Axuan then handed over his umbrella.

Mingwei didn't take any action either. She could feel that the ones taking action now were all from the front line. Although they were very strong, if this was their main force, it would be impossible to break through the protection.

Looking at it, she whispered: "Do you think this situation is very similar to twenty-four years ago?"

"Yes." Yang Shu responded in a low voice.

He was born in that fight twenty-four years ago. According to Fu Jin's description, that battle was extremely tragic.

All the master guards around Prince Sihuai fell in that battle. Even the Yang family members who went to support died, leaving only Mr. Yang.

The prince, princess and the emperor's eldest grandson all fell down one by one. In the end, only the eldest grandson Pei and her newborn child survived.

Yang Shu naturally has no memory of this fight, but it is not difficult to imagine how **** a scene it was.

His life was bought with their blood.

Even Mr. Yang, who protected them from danger, died of his injuries afterwards.

"It seems that he is the one." He said quietly, his eyes showing coldness in the night, "If such a method can be used once, it can naturally be used a second time."

"In other words, this is their method." Mingwei looked forward, "Mr. Zhang has been really secretive for more than 20 years. How can he be a civil servant and have fun with those evil scholars? , that’s what he should do.”

Yang Shu held down the handle of the umbrella.

When he mentioned that year, he wished he could rush forward and arrest Zhang Tan to find out what happened.

Did they do the robbery and murder that year? The kings of Qin and Jin all acted as their shields.

"Don't worry." Mingwei held him down in time, "I'll go."

"No." Yang Shu said intuitively, "I am here, how can I put you in danger?"

Mingwei smiled softly: "I'm just asking, don't you want to know an answer?"

Yang Shu disagrees.

Mingwei glanced to the side: "Look, sir is here."

On the ridge of the roof, a figure stood. Wearing a wide robe with big sleeves and a harp behind his back, who else could he be if he wasn't Ning Xiu?

He looked at it for a while and took the piano in his hand.

"Zheng" the sound of cracking rocks sounded, and the sound wave attacked the assassin.

His intervention hastened the balance of victory and defeat to this side.

Finally the real master was forced out.

Several figures appeared in the night, and several jumped into the battle.

Their joining immediately reversed the assassin's decline.

Ning Xiu had an opponent, and his fingers danced quickly on the piano, creating afterimages. The sound waves are like sword energy, attacking the enemy without mercy.

Finally they could no longer ignore Ning Xiu, and the three of them attacked him.

Ning Xiu turned over and sat down on the roof.

Put the body of the piano on your knees, and pluck the strings with your ten fingers. The sound of the piano is like the Milky Way pouring out, and the heavy rain is hitting you violently.

Under the attack of sound waves, these three people were unable to take a step forward towards him.

At this moment, another flute sound sounded. It sounded much gentler than the sound of the piano at first, but it was like dense ice needles, which could kill people if they were not careful!

The three of them finally couldn't hold on any longer and were about to lose.

A figure flew over like a roc, and the straight knife in its hand fell down without any tricks.

"Boom" air waves collided with sound waves, and the surrounding tiles were scattered and cracked. Only the place where Ning Xiu was sitting was still intact.

Without any hesitation, he abandoned his harp and took his sword. The slender sword drew a dim sword light, and struck at the incoming person like thunder.

The straight sword and the rapier clashed with each other, making a tooth-wrenching sound.

The sound of the flute does not stop, and every opportunity is used.

The three masters who had vacated the space discovered where Mingwei was, and they rushed over.

A Xuan shouted: "Protect Miss Ming!"

The guards of Prince Yue's Mansion immediately surrounded him.

However, these three people are very good at assassination and know the battle formation very well~IndoMTL.com~ They entered and exited several times, and gradually moved closer here as if they were in a deserted place.

Mingwei turned sideways and told Ah Xuan: "I'll go meet them, you guys keep guard."

"Miss Ming!"

She stood up and was about to join the battle when a soft sword suddenly thrust in and blocked her back.

Xuan Fei gave her a cold look and said, "Guang Hui would say that he is different from before, wouldn't you? Let us do the fighting!"

As he spoke, he fluttered his sleeves and robes, threw out a few spiritual talismans, poured his inner energy into the soft sword, and cut off the other person's path.

Ming Wei smiled.

"You came just in time!"

Xuanfei dealt with it easily and still had time to talk to her.

"Of course, if it doesn't happen at this time, then wouldn't it be in vain that I have held you in my arms for so many years?"

It doesn’t look like Xuanfei is so narrow-minded.

Mingwei asked him: "Have you been waiting for this for a long time?"

"Nonsense, didn't you inform me?" Xuan Fei glanced at her and asked casually, "Are they also from the Star Palace?"

"** inseparable from ten."

Xuanfei snorted coldly: "Xuanwu has died in our hands, Suzaku is now hiding in Nanchu, Qinglong doesn't even have a choice, I didn't expect Baihu to be here, the real person doesn't show his face, it's just as expected."

Mingwei turned around and shouted to Ning Xiu: "Mr. Zhang, if you keep hiding your identity now, there won't even be a person to put up the monument. Don't you still recognize it?"