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The assassin silently entered the Sichuan army camp, and went straight to the camp where Xiao Xiang was. There are five camps here, but they seem to know which camp Xiao Xiang is in.

When they came to the camp of Xiao Xiang, they spread out immediately and surrounded the camp. Then they separated the two, carefully carrying the sword, toward the door of the camp.

The two came to the tent door, one of them opened the curtain with a dagger, and the other flashed into the tent. As soon as he came in, there was a stop drinking from the side of the ear wheel, and then, a strong wind rushed over his head.

The assassin responded quickly, without thinking about it.

He could only hear a squeaking sound, and a spirit sword was severely chopped on his spirit knife. The assassin's cultivation is not weak, but the sword-maker's cultivation is higher. This vigorously heavy sword directly kneels the assassin to the ground.

Before he stood up to fight back, the camp was suddenly brightly lit, and the assassin looked up. It turned out that the camp was already full of people, and all of them were Xiao Xiang's guards. One.

It turned out that the other party was aware! The assassin exerted his full strength, waved the spirit knife in his hand, and pushed away the spirit sword pressing on the blade. Then, he yelled and killed Xiao Xiang in the crowd without any regard.

Before the person arrived, the Lingbo shot first, and the narrow Lingbo hit the cross and swept towards Xiao Xiang. Before Ling Ling swept over Xiao Xiang, a guard had taken the lead in slashing, slashing the volley of Huashan, and a Ling Ling blasted out.

Huh! The two Lingbos touched each other and smashed into a smash. The tent flew across the tent. For a time, the tent was like an inflated balloon. From the outside, it was swollen.

Without a hit, the assassin's speed did not decrease, and he rushed towards Xiao Xiang.

The guards came out with swords, fluttering, fluttering, fluttering, and the sound of the sword breaking into the flesh broke into pieces, and then looking at the assassin, at least ten swords were hit all over his body. Poked out behind him.

The assassin screamed, until he died, he did his best to throw the spirit knife out fiercely, and flew Xiao Xiang from the center of the crowd.

When 啷! When the spirit knife passed through the crowd and shot in front of Xiao Xiang, Xing Yuan, who was standing next to her, parryed the sword. With a crisp sound, the spirit knife was bounced off and flew upwards with a whirl. The ringing knife opened the tent's canopy and flew directly out of the tent.

Looking at the assassin who died tragically in front of him, and the pair of eyes that stared round until death, even Xiao Xiang couldn't help moving. What kind of dying man is this? In order to kill yourself, you don't even need to die!

She was pondering in her heart. Suddenly, a rustle came from around the camp, and the tarpaulin was scratched from the outside. Then, assassins came in, and at the same time, a wave of spirits and a blade Spirit thorns swept over Xiao Xiang.

The guards around Xiao Xiang were not given in vain. These people were all carefully selected by Wang Xuan as court guards, all of whom had a superb spirit. People shouted and cast their own Lingwu skills to fight against the assassins who came in.

Now, assassins are no longer secretly assassinated, but have evolved into bright attacks.

Xiao Xiang's camp has become a rag in the melee. Looking around, she has battles all around her, and spiritual practitioners are fighting each other everywhere. How can the scene be described as chaos.

Such a chaotic battle naturally shocked the Sichuan army in the entire camp. Numerous Sichuan army screamed and rushed over. However, most of the spiritual practitioners in the Sichuan army had been sent to guard outside the camp and killed by the assassins one by one. Now Basically, ordinary soldiers stayed in the camp. They rushed up and fell down faster. Assassins on the periphery gave them a dead hand. People, like tigers going down the mountain, were killed in the Sichuan army. With the blade in hand, he flew up and down, chopping down the surrounding Sichuan soldiers piece by piece.

In addition, Xiao Xiang, who is at the center of the battle group, is the first target of the assassins. Assassins have many people, and Lingwu is also very strong. To death, these people are all dead men. In order to kill Xiao Xiang, they are desperately rushing to kill Xiao Xiang. The guards around Xiao Xiang gradually began to lose, and from time to time someone was screaming and falling to the ground.

Xing Yuan and Qian Nan defended Xiao Xiang with all their strength and broke out, but it was easier to break out of the assassin's siege. The two covered Xiao Xiang and rushed outward three times in succession, but they were all assassin backed up.

Seeing that the guards are getting less and less, the assassins are more and more, but the outside soldiers ca n’t rush in at all, and Xing Yuan and Qian Nan can only escape. The two called over several nearby guards to cover Xiao together. Fragrant, do another breakout.

They desperately rushed out, assassins were desperate to resist, and as they moved, the encirclement of the assassins was rapidly moving. The two sides hit from the center of the camp to the edge of the camp.

Seeing the dark woods not far ahead, Xing Yuan was excited and shouted to Qian Nan and several guards: "Cover the princess into the woods!"

As long as they can enter the forest, they have a place to hide. Even if there are as many assassins, it is impossible to search through such a large forest.

Of course, the assassin also understood that if Xiao Xiang successfully escaped into the woods and tried to find her, it would be even more difficult. People launched a crazy attack to stop Xiao Xiang and others from entering the woods.

Three assassins chased from behind. Two of them were dark spiritual practitioners. They took the lead and flickered into the shadow of Xiao Xiang with the drift of the shadows. Both swords came out and took her neck and chest.

Xiao Xiang was back in fright, but how could she be faster than the Assassin's knife, the moment Xing Yuan and Qian Nan approached at the critical moment, the two swords just blocked. Double knife.

Qian Nan sang the sword with a hand, and yelled without turning back: "Mr. Xing, cover the princess first, here I'll stop here!"

Xing Yuan moved, frowned, and finally bit his teeth, clasped Xiao Xiang's arm with one hand, and hurriedly said: "Go!" He rushed forward while speaking.

Watching as the cooked duck was about to fly away from the pot, the assassins were chasing after each other. One of them was the fastest and ran in the front. He wanted to pass by Qian Nan, but Qian Nan was not satisfied with the speed. The person swept his foot out sideways, struck the man's feet, and he heard a click in the ear wheel. The man's body bounced out like a ball, and when he landed, he looked at his feet, the armor was broken, and his ankles Broken, unnaturally bent to the side.

Seeing this, the assassins could only re-lock the target to Qian Nan. A dark spiritual practitioner flashed directly behind him, and the dagger took his back heart.

Qian Nan looks like he has eyes behind his head. His body is on one side first, to let go of the other's sharp edge. Then, he looks back and is holding the dark spiritual practitioner's neck.

He yelled suddenly, pulled his arm strength, and turned it with one hand. Hearing only a bang, this dark spiritual practitioner was heavily hit by Qian Nan on the ground. Before he got up, Qian Nan stomped on his chest.

With the crunching noise, the man's chest armor was shattered, and his chest was sunken down a large pit. Qiqiao spurted blood and died on the spot.

The assassin had just been killed, and two men from both sides of Qian Nan came up. These two, before they arrived, had already cast Lingwu skills. Qian Nan also did not evade, roaring loudly, exhibiting the spirit change of the soldiers, and using the spirit soldiers after the spiritual change to hard-wire the opponent's skills.

In the sky full of electric light, the two assassins both fell from the air, and then looked at his two bodies, like rag dolls, full of scars and holes, and were immature.

Now Qian Nan has used all the skills at the bottom of the box. He doesn't want to kill the assassins, but only to get more escape time for Xiao Xiang.

Under the change of Qian Nan's soldier spirit, the assassins damaged five people in succession, and then, everyone did not dare to move forward easily.

People looked at each other, and then the spirited rhinoceros retreated back and forth. After they retreated out of Qian Nan's attack range, the assassins raised the spirit knife in their hands, no one issued a commander, but they all took the command. Throw the sword out.

Qian Nan was startled and looked up. A spirit knife swirled in the air, rushing over himself, so dense that people couldn't find the dodge space. He sang loudly, struggling to wave the sword in his hand, and dialed the assassin tossing the spirit soldier.

Dangyu, Dangyu! The crisp sound of iron collisions continued to be heard beside Qian Nan, but after all, he was just a person, no matter how powerful, how could he withstand so many spiritual soldiers.

After he blocked six or seven spirit soldiers in a row, he saw a spirit knife on his shoulder without seeing it.

The power of the Spirit Sword was so great that it directly penetrated the two layers of Spirit Armor before and after him. The tip of the blade protruded behind him. Qian Nan screamed in pain and took a step backward, but in the time when he stepped out, there were three more. The sword was nailed to him.

The sword was a fatal blow. Qian Nan was involuntarily backed up by three big steps. At this time, looking at him again, his shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen were shocked with four spirit knives. The white spirit on his body was blood. The armor has been dyed scarlet.

He was swaying in the same place ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ He shook his body continuously, and finally couldn't support it. He supported the ground with a sword and fell down on one knee.

Seeing this, the assassins swarmed without delay, and Qian Nan's side picked up their own spiritual knives, swept directly past him, and flashed into the woods to hunt and escape Xiao Xiang.

If ordinary people suffered such a serious injury from Qian Nan, they would have to die on the spot, but after all he was a deep spiritual practitioner, and the aura in his body could protect his veins, allowing him to survive.

His intellect was blurred, but he knelt on the ground and still murmured, "Protect the princess ..." As he spoke, his eyes rolled round, watching the assassins who roared past him, supporting him with a sword. Struggling to stand up.

At this time, an assassin hurriedly approached him, looked at him with a cold gaze, reached out his hand, grabbed a spirit knife inserted into him, and pulled out forcefully. A blood arrow also shot out.

The assassin didn't hesitate for a moment, and his backhand was cut again, which was being cut around Qian Nan's neck. The light flashed, the head fell to the ground, and the headless body stood for a while before falling straight. The assassin looked at him and rushed forward without stepping on the body.