kingnovel Chapter 440 Deception
Chapter 440 Deception
Wan Hou looked around with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice: "Since none of you are afraid of death, then let us live and die together and share the glory! When we return, we will share the merits of this battle!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's hearts surged. Without any hesitation, they took off the black bows on their backs, drew out the black arrows that were shining with cold light from their waists, and with a slight tremor in their fingertips, they injected their true energy into the arrows, and then placed them firmly on the bowstrings.
As they moved, streams of deep black mist emerged from their palms and tightly wrapped around the arrows, like a poisonous snake in the night, waiting to strike.
This is the soul-stealing poison. It does not take people's lives directly, but with its unique cruelty, it makes it difficult for wounds to heal, and makes people experience the disappearance of life in endless blood loss until they die of blood loss.
In the Jin Kingdom, the number of hidden warriors far exceeds that of the Divine Realm, and their status is also higher.
At this moment, Wan Hou and ten other people united their minds and pointed their arrows at the figure sitting in the central military tent.
Everything was ready. Wan Hou took a deep breath and shouted, "Shoot!"
Following his order, ten black arrows shot out in unison like lightning, cutting through the night sky.
Different from the archery skills of Lu Jingyuan, Hua Duoer and others, these arrows do not follow arcs in the air, nor do they have complicated changes. The only key is "speed".
They turned into ten dazzling lightning bolts in the night rain, disappearing in an instant, penetrating the dense rain curtain and piercing into the central military tent accurately.
Inside the tent, the man was immersed in a book and had not expected this sudden attack.
Ten arrows were fired simultaneously and hit the target right away. The force was so strong that the man was knocked over and fell to the ground, motionless.
Although Wan Hou and his ten men saw the arrow hit the target with their own eyes, they could not determine whether the opponent had been killed on the spot due to the darkness of night and rain.
Wan Hou and his men squatted on the ground like stone sculptures, allowing the heavy rain to wash over them. Their eyes were fixed on every move in the central military tent.
The man who was shot and fell down was in a heart-wrenching silence in the rain, and time seemed to have stopped.
After a long while, a man beside Wan Hou lowered his voice and said softly, "General, I'm afraid he has died..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden movement in the central army tent. The man miraculously turned over from lying prone to lying on his back. This scene made Wan Hou's heart tremble, and he thought to himself that it was not good - the enemy general was not dead!
He reacted instantly, with his bow on his back and his sword unsheathed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, follow me and charge, and cut off the enemy's head inside the tent!"
After saying that, he rushed towards the main gate of the central military tent as swiftly as a cat, followed closely by the members of the Shadow Team.
When they arrived in front of the tent, the ten people tacitly performed the Invisibility Technique. As the space twisted, everyone appeared in the tent silently.
They took two steps at a time and rushed straight to the commander's desk.
Glancing down, I saw a man lying leisurely on the ground, dressed in a clean white brocade robe, with an extraordinary temperament and an unparalleled handsome face.
Although there were ten holes on his shirt's chest, not a single trace of blood seeped out, and the ten black arrows were neatly arranged beside him.
He looked calm, with a cynical smile on his face, as if everything that had just happened was just a farce.
This scene left everyone dumbfounded. Wan Hou was even more shocked and cried out in surprise: "Duan Tianyang?!"
The man who was lying quietly on the ground suddenly turned over and sat up after hearing his exclamation. With a sly smile on his face, he asked leisurely, "What do you want to see your father about?"
“Ah!” Wan Hou’s face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: “Oh no, it’s a trick! Retreat quickly!”
After saying this, he wanted to use the Hidden Escape Technique to escape from this place, but a thick black fog was spreading around him and he was unable to escape as he wished.
When he looked down, he saw Duan Tianyang had silently grabbed his ankle.
Wan Hou exclaimed again and swung his sword towards Duan Tianyang's neck.
Duan Tianyang's body was light and nimble, like a flying swallow. He easily dodged the blade, tapped the blade with his toes, flipped in the air, head down, and accurately grasped Wan Hou's shoulder with his big hand.
Then, taking advantage of the momentum of falling, he swung his arms suddenly, and Wan Hou's body drew an arc in the air. With a dull "bang", he hit the canvas of the tent hard. The canvas was torn instantly, and Wan Hou's body rolled out of the tent.
Duan Tianyang landed silently, as if he was as light as a feather. As he walked out, he smiled and said, "It's late at night and it's raining so hard. It's a rare opportunity for you to come here. Don't leave in a hurry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the word "Kill!" exploded behind him like thunder, and a sharp knife light flew straight to the back of his head.
Duan Tianyang didn't even turn his head, and with a single turn and kick, he accurately hit the attacker's chin. The man flew into the air like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted on the spot.
Duan Tianyang had just stepped out of the tent when two figures suddenly attacked him from behind. The two figures were still in mid-air, holding their black swords high, wanting to chop at Duan Tianyang's back, but at this critical moment, two black arrows broke through the air from the front, drawing an elegant arc in the air, cleverly avoiding Duan Tianyang, and accurately piercing the chests of the two Shadow team members.
With two dull pops, two men were shot in the chest. They fell from mid-air without even screaming, and after twitching a few times, they fell silent.
At this moment, Wan Hou, who was thrown out of the tent by Duan Tianyang, looked up and saw that the open space around him had been occupied by the enemy. A row of Hongxing Army soldiers were pressing forward step by step with great momentum.
He secretly became ruthless and suddenly jumped up, trying to use the Hidden Escape Technique to break through the siege.
However, just when he was about to disappear into nothingness, a tremendous pressure from Duan Tianyang, like a mountain pressing down on his head, made him feel unprecedented pressure.
Wan Hou's cultivation was quite good, on par with Duan Tianyang. He suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was standing in front of a group of Hongxing Army soldiers.
He originally wanted to use the Invisibility Technique to escape, but under Duan Tianyang's pressure, his teleportation distance was greatly reduced.
The sudden change caught the soldiers of the Hongxing Army off guard. When they saw Wan Hou's figure clearly, they instantly burst into earth-shaking shouts. Their spears, sabers, and lances intertwined into a web of death, stabbing towards Wan Hou frantically.
Wan Hou remained calm and waved his black sword, neutralizing the attacks from all directions one by one.
In the fierce confrontation, he suddenly roared and swung his black sword. The three soldiers who were in the front fell to the ground and blood splattered.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wan Hou suddenly rushed forward, but he did not expect that a few steps away, a sharp long knife cut through the air like lightning and went straight to the tiny gap in his neck armor.
Wan Hou's heart trembled, and he immediately swung his sword to block. With a crisp "clang" sound, the long sword was cleverly blocked.
The opponent took advantage of the situation and kicked Wan Hou in the chest with great force.
Although the opponent was not a martial artist, the kick was so powerful that Wan Hou staggered and took several steps back.
Wan Hou's chest was burning with anger, and his aura surged. Black mist swirled in his palm, gradually condensing into a small ball as black as ink. As the true energy gathered, the black ball instantly expanded to the size of his palm...
With a low roar, Wan Hou suddenly threw the black ball out...