While Song Tianhao was training soldiers, Ling Feng selected eight warrior masters from the Qingjiao Gang and paid ten times their settlement allowance to prepare to break through the blockade of Netherworld Palace.
There are two purposes. One is to go to the city to report the news. Because Song Tianhao had already sent a congenital-level silver-robed head hunter to the city, but there was no news at all. Even the congenital masters were captured, so naturally only Ling Feng went.
The second is to search for traces of Liu Feng's army, spy on the enemy's military situation, and kill the enemy as much as possible to disrupt the opponent's layout.
Just when Ling Feng and his group finished putting on their makeup and were about to leave from the back door, Jiang Yuelong suddenly appeared and said, "I want to go too!"
Ling Feng frowned slightly and said, "Didn't I ask you to accompany Mingyu at Yuqing Temple?"
Jiang Yuelong smiled and said, "Sister Mingyu asked me to come. She said that Xueyan is with me, so you don't have to worry."
Ling Feng took a deep look at her, handed her a human skin mask, and said, "Let's go!"
So she put on a little makeup to disguise herself, and the group headed to the North City Gate.
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In the north of the city, the sunset is like blood, the autumn wind is bleak, there is a pine forest, and a yellow mud road in the middle.
Ling Feng and his party were walking on the dry and hard yellow mud road when they suddenly stopped.
He looked solemnly and glanced around. Everything was quiet and there was no movement in sight.
Suddenly, more than twenty men in black holding bows and arrows appeared seven feet in front.
They were divided into two rows. After the front row finished shooting, they immediately squatted down and bent their bows to nock their arrows. The back row started shooting.
Dense arrows come one after another!
Ling Feng, Jiang Yuelong and a group of ten people instantly drew their weapons, their swords danced wildly, the swords flashed, and they chopped down all the arrows!
The ten of them are all true Qi warriors at the lowest level, so these ordinary arrows will naturally not be able to stop them.
After a moment, Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed and he turned around suddenly, only to see dozens of arrows shooting towards him!
However, more than twenty archers in black costumes appeared twenty meters ahead.
The Han Yuan Sword in Ling Feng's hand turned into a powerful swimming dragon, evolved into numerous sword shadows, and blocked all arrows.
However, the group of people were attacked from both sides, and the situation suddenly became very critical. Two people were hit by arrows in their arms.
Jiang Yuelong said anxiously: "There are too many bows and arrows on the other side, let's go into the woods!"
"Don't go, there must be a ghost inside!"
Ling Feng said hurriedly. Since the other party had set up an ambush here, how could they ignore the woods.
Unfortunately, a middle-aged man had already used Qing Kung Fu, and with a quick tiptoe, he entered the woods on the right.
Suddenly, an arrow condensed with black energy shot out from the depths of the woods!
A master samurai can gather Gang Qi, but even the most powerful master's Gang Qi can only hit it one or two meters away.
To be able to attach itself to an arrow and shoot it three to five feet without scattering, it must be innate Qi!
Moreover, the arrow was so fast that the middle-aged man only had time to block it with his sword, but the arrow penetrated the steel sword and hit his right chest.
The arrow was made of pure steel and had extremely strong penetrating power. It almost penetrated the chest and hit the lungs, causing him to fall to the ground immediately.
He struggled to remember, but suddenly coughed violently, as if his breathing was affected.
Immediately afterwards, another arrow condensed with Gang Qi shot towards Jiang Yuelong from the woods.
Ling Feng's figure flashed, and the Hanyuan Sword slashed quickly, and the fine steel arrow broke and fell.
"Take care of them!"
Ling Feng's words were meant for Jiang Yuelong. After he said this, he flashed his body and quickly approached these archers with a flick of his fingers.
At this time, twelve arrows had been shot!
Ling Feng smiled contemptuously, and with a flash of his body, seven phantoms suddenly appeared, and all the arrows hit the afterimages of the phantoms.
These archers just blinked and suddenly noticed that Ling Feng's figure had disappeared.
Behind the archers, Ling Feng's figure quietly appeared, and he suddenly swung his sword, and the sword blade flew across quickly!
Just like mowing grass, with ease and ease, blood splashed, and the heads of the seven archers flew out!
One sword kills seven!
"Congratulations, player, you killed the Netherworld Palace killer and gained 48 spirit points and 60 chivalry points!"
"Congratulations, player, you killed the Netherworld Palace killer and gained 56 spirit points and 70 chivalry points!"
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The system prompts sound seven times in a row.
The remaining fifteen archers formed a chaotic formation, but showed no intention of retreating. They pulled out the daggers from their waists and attacked Ling Feng's throat, heart, wrists and other vital points together.
It's a pity that the physical skills of these archers are too far apart. In Ling Feng's eyes, their movements are like slow motion, and they can't even touch the corners of Ling Feng's clothes.
Ling Feng's body shape kept changing, and the sword in his hand kept moving across it. Every time the sword was struck, it would definitely hit the enemy's vital point, and one of them would definitely fall.
At the same time, the pressure on Jiang Yuelong and the other eight people was greatly reduced, and they rushed towards the archers in front of the road.
In just tens of seconds, all fifteen people fell down, and Ling Feng quickly shot towards Jiang Yuelong and others.
And Jiang Yuelong's eight men had already broken through the arrow formation and engaged in close combat with the Netherworld Palace archers.
Their martial arts were one level higher than those of these archers. Although they were small in number, they crushed the opponent, killing four or five of the opponent's people in a matter of seconds.
Suddenly, a figure in black appeared from the woods, and his palm prints condensed with black palms struck Jiang Yuelong.
At this time, after the disguise, Jiang Yuelong was just a yellow-faced woman, but her superb martial arts could not hide it, so she was targeted first!
And this man in black is the innate master who shot and wounded the middle-aged man just now. Before the palm mark came, a cold palm wind had already hit him.
Jiang Yuelong immediately knew that he was a Xuanyin dead soldier who had cultivated Xuanyin Corpse Qi. He did not fight hard and dodged towards Ling Feng, but left an afterimage on the spot.
The black man hit the afterimage with a palm, but his expression was as cold as usual. He did not stop and followed Jiang Yuelong like a shadow.
After a moment, it looked like the man in black was about to slap her on the back again.
At this time, Jiang Yuelong suddenly fell to the ground, dodged the palm prints of the man in black, supported his body with both hands, and rolled to the side quickly.
The man in black was about to catch up when his expression suddenly changed slightly and he sensed someone approaching quickly.
He just turned around and saw Ling Feng, but an invisible sword force pierced the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, and his expression suddenly became dull for a moment.
At this moment, the silver-white crystal sword quickly slashed across his neck, blood splashed, and a head flew out!
System prompt: "Congratulations, player, you killed the Xuanyin warrior in Netherworld Palace and gained 700 points of spirit and 1980 points of chivalry."
At this time, Ling Feng looked at the battle group in front and found that there were only five archers left, so he hurriedly said: "Keep alive!"
Several green dragons helped protect the Dharma and immediately stopped the killers, knocking several people down.
At this time, Jiang Yuelong got up and quickly touched the corpse. Unfortunately, these people only had a few taels of silver on them.
On the contrary, those dozens of strong bows are quite valuable, but unfortunately they are not convenient to carry. At most, one person can carry one.
The eldest lady suddenly looked angry and said: "Damn it!"
"The Palace of the Netherworld is just a pig, it should learn to behave. Is it possible that you are carrying a large amount of banknotes to support the enemy?"
Ling Feng laughed and said. After he finished speaking, he walked over to the middle-aged man who had been hit by the arrow, only to find that the corners of his mouth were black and he had no breath. It was obvious that the arrow just now was poisonous!
The battlefield is like this, and casualties are inevitable.
Immediately, Ling Feng walked up to the five men in black, took out the poison packets hidden between their teeth, and said: "Which of you is good at torture and interrogation, deal with it!"
Jiang Yuelong gritted his teeth and said, "Leave it to me!"
These damn misers have no money on them, which is unforgivable! (To be continued.)