Chapter 677

Shao Ting didn't know what happened, and hurriedly looked back, only to see chaos and shouting at the back of the team.

"There is an assassin--"

"The second son was assassinated, catch the assassin quickly..."

Hearing the shout, Shao Ting's head buzzed, Fang'er was assassinated again? He didn't have time to think, and turned his horse's head to rush back.

Lian Ge and Xiang Wen beside him hurriedly stopped him, and the two looked around nervously, and said at the same time: "The king is in danger, you must not go over!"

Shao Ting now values ​​his son Shao Fang the most. He shouted: "Lian Ge, Xiang Wen, you two go and kill the assassin quickly, and be sure to save Fang'er!"

How dare Lian Ge and Xiang Wen delay, the two hurriedly bowed their hands in response, but just as they were about to run back, Lian Ge suddenly grabbed Xiang Wen's arm and said: "Brother Xiang, you stay to protect the king, I'll go to save the second son!"

"Ah?" Xiang Wen was stunned and looked at Lian Ge in confusion.

Lian Ge didn't have time to explain in detail, he just said anxiously: "Be careful that the assassin is using a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain!" After saying that, he and his horse shot out like an arrow from a bow.

Xiang Wen was not as smart as Lian Ge, but he had been in the army for many years and was also quick to understand. He immediately pulled the reins of his warhorse, retreated to Shao Ting's side, and shouted to the guards around him: "Line up, protect the king!"

Shao Ting saw that Xiang Wen did not go to rescue his son, and angrily asked: "Xiang Wen, why are you still staying?"

Xiang Wen bowed and said: "King, the assassin came strangely, and now I don't know the enemy situation. I will take the king's safety as the most important!"

Ah! After Xiang Wen said this, Shao Ting also took a breath of cold air. He looked up at the dense forest around him and muttered: "Could there be another assassin..."

Speaking of Lian Ge, he galloped on his horse and went straight to the scene of the accident. Before he got close, he could see from a distance that Shao Fang was covered in blood and was forced to retreat repeatedly by three assassins wearing black spiritual armor. Shao Bo stood aside and was completely dumbfounded. Looking around, his own soldiers were blocked by several assassins, and dozens of corpses were lying on the ground.

"Don't hurt my son, you thief, give me your life!" While shouting, Lian Ge picked up a silver spear from the saddle bridge. This silver spear was made extremely delicately, with a coiled dragon carved on the spear body, and the spear tip was sticking out of the dragon's mouth. It was shining with a cold air. This spear was called the Ice Soul Shattering Spear.

He shook the silver spear, and spiritual mist dissipated. In the blink of an eye, a layer of light blue spiritual armor covered his body, and the Ice Soul Shattering Spear in his hand also completed the spiritualization, turning into a blue spiritual spear emitting cold air.

As Lian Ge came, the soldiers and generals who rescued Shao Fang automatically made way for Lian Ge to pass through.

As Lian Ge rushed out of the crowd, an assassin in black spiritual armor rushed towards him. He held a spiritual knife in his hand, jumped high, and chopped Lian Ge's head in mid-air. The latter sat on his horse, without dodging or avoiding, and swept the spiritual spear in his hand.

Buzz!

The spiritual spear broke through the wind, making a buzzing sound that made people feel stuffy in their hearts. When it passed through the air, white mist rose around the gun body. The air seemed to drop by more than ten degrees in an instant. The piercing coldness made people shudder. Although the assassin drew his knife first, his silver spear swept in front of the opponent first.

He secretly said that it was amazing! The assassin did not dare to take the opponent's heavy spear head-on. His body exuded black mist. With a whoosh, his body in the air suddenly disappeared.

The soldiers of the Mo army who were watching the battle were all startled, but Lian Ge was as steady as a mountain. He sneered: "Hmph! Trivial tricks!" As he spoke, he took back the spirit spear that he had swung out, and then pushed the spirit spear back, so that the tail of the spear stabbed out from his ribs.

Puff!

The tail of the spear pierced the chest of the assassin who appeared from behind him. Although the tail of the spear was not sharp, his force of stabbing back was too great, and his cultivation was too profound. The assassin's body was pierced by the tail of the spear. His body hung on the spirit spear, and he twitched a few times before he stopped moving.

Lian Ge swung the spirit spear and threw the assassin's body far away, then urged his horse to go straight to Shao Fang.

The three assassins who were chasing Shao Fang were forced to give up the pursuit when they saw that a master was coming to kill them, and they went all out to fight the fast-approaching strong enemy. The three assassins were all strong in cultivation, and they were all dark spiritualists, with strange and erratic movements. However, the three of them joined forces to fight Lian Ge alone, but not only did they not gain the upper hand, but they were also overwhelmed by Lian Ge's panic.

It stands to reason that fighting desperately should make people hotter and hotter, but the three assassins fighting Lian Ge were completely the opposite. The three of them were getting colder and colder. At first, they thought it was their own illusion, but soon they found that it was not an illusion, but the cold air emitted by Lian Ge, and even the ground was gradually covered with a layer of frost.

This is the domineering nature of the top-level water-attributed spiritualists. When fighting with the enemy, the cold poison is overwhelming.

Lian Ge entangled the three assassins and finally saved Shao Fang, who was trapped and had no way to go up or down. The surrounding Mo Jun soldiers saw the opportunity and rushed forward, first submerging Shao Fang in the sea of ​​people, and then people hurriedly dragged him away from the battlefield.

Before Shao Fang was carried out, his eyes had rolled back and he fainted. Blood was dripping down his clothes. People looked closely and found that he had been stabbed in the chest by the assassin. Although the wound was not deep, it was more than half a foot long. If he was not rescued in time, he would be in danger.

"Military doctor! Find a military doctor quickly - save the young master -"

After the Mo army soldiers carried Shao Fang out of the battlefield, they shouted desperately like crazy.

On the other side, Shao Ting stayed where he was, anxiously waiting for news from behind. Xiang Wen, who was standing beside him, had a strange glow in his eyes. He kept scanning the surroundings, using the insight technique to check if there were any assassins nearby.

As he was carefully inspecting, he suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy above his head. Just as he was about to look up, he heard a rustling sound of leaves. Then, more than a dozen assassins covered in black spiritual armor jumped down from the dense branches above the mountain road. More than a dozen spiritual swords were aimed at the same target, Shao Ting.

As expected, there are still assassins! Xiang Wen was secretly surprised. He didn't have time to remind Shao Ting to dodge. He shouted, swung the spiritual sword in his hand, stepped hard on the stirrups with both feet, and his huge body jumped up from the warhorse, bounced into the air, and took more than a dozen spiritual swords from the assassins.

Ding Ding Dang Dang - the spiritual swords of more than a dozen assassins did not hit Shao Ting, and were all taken by Xiang Wen alone. Most of the knives hit his spiritual sword, and a few of them hit his arms and shoulders. However, with the assassins' cultivation in the spiritual transformation realm and the spiritual origin realm, they posed no threat to Xiang Wen at all. The spiritual swords only left a shallow mark on his spiritual armor.

Boom!

Xiang Wen fell from midair, but at the moment he landed, he suddenly felt something was wrong. There was a strong spiritual pressure around him. What shocked him even more was that the spiritual pressure came from under his feet.

He cried out inwardly, "Oh no, there are assassins hiding underground!" But it was too late for him to react at this time.

With a bang, a cold light suddenly shot out from the flat ground under the belly of the warhorse that Shao Ting was riding. The speed of this cold light was too fast and the force was too great. Xiang Wen had no time to react. The cold light had already penetrated the horse's belly and penetrated the horse's body directly, but the force did not decrease at all. It continued to rise and penetrated Shao Ting's buttocks again, and flew out from the top of his head.

Puff!

A fatal blow, an incredible arrow.

This cold light was formed by a steel arrow, which penetrated Shao Ting and his horse from bottom to top. Until his death, Shao Ting didn't know how he died. The bodies of the man and the horse fell to the ground with a bang, and the ground was covered with dust.

For a moment, time seemed to stop. Xiang Wen, who was holding a long knife, was dumbfounded. The soldiers and generals around him were even more shocked and frightened. People stared at Shao Ting's body lying on the ground, twitching, and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and even forgot to breathe.

Silence! At this moment, the whole scene was surprisingly quiet, with only the thumping of people's heartbeats.

Huh!

It took less than a second, but it seemed like a century. The soil on the ground fanned up and down. Suddenly, the soil bounced open, and a man jumped out from the ground. After this man appeared, he didn't delay for a moment, but just shouted in a deep voice: "Go!" Before he finished speaking, his body disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had flashed into the woods.

Wow——People finally woke up from the extreme shock and horror. The scene was in uproar, people shouted and horses neighed, shouting, "The king was assassinated and injured——" "Hurry up and save the king!" "Catch the assassin!" "..."

Mo Jun shouted all kinds of things, and everyone was at a loss and in a mess.

The more than ten assassins saw that the assassination was successful, so they would not stay any longer, and they all used shadow drift to escape from Mo Jun's encirclement.

Unfortunately, Wen Hui also came to his senses at this time. He roared in anger, and his shouts were like thunder in the clear sky, shaking the leaves.

He swung the spirit knife in his hand and swept it with all his strength at the assassins who were trying to escape.

Boom——The sound of the spirit knife rubbing against the air was no longer the sound of breaking wind, but the sound of heavy thunder.

Five assassins with relatively low cultivation had already performed Shadow Drift, but before they disappeared, a spiritual wave several feet long flew over, and a sound of "plop" was heard in the ears. The five figures who were about to turn into phantoms were cut by the spiritual wave, and none of them were spared, and they were all cut in half.

Blood spurted and splashed all over the ground. The powerful spiritual wave continued to fly closer to the woods. There were two screams mixed in the crisp sound of trees being cut off, and two more assassins who had escaped into the woods were swept by the spiritual wave, and blood splattered on the spot and died.

At this time, Wen Hui seemed to be crazy, his eyes turned red due to congestion, and he rushed into the woods regardless of anything, waving the spiritual knife in his hand, and spiritual waves flew out with a sharp whistle, and the trees in the forest were affected and swept row by row.

The spiritual waves he released were too fast, too wide in range, and too powerful. Even Shadow Drift could not escape unscathed. The remaining assassins were still hit by the spiritual waves from time to time. In the blink of an eye, only four people were left out of the original dozen or so.