Chapter Seventy-One: A Night Attack

The night is like ink, and the vast forest is like a dark hell world at the moment, and the sound of birds and beasts occasionally roaring in the four fields makes people shudder.

Zeng Zichen, who returned to the tent, did not sleep, because he knew that tonight's sneak attack was just the beginning.

An inexplicable white mist rose from the ground, and the vast white mist gradually spread towards Zeng Zichen's camping army, enveloping the army in it.

"Your Highness!"

"Come in!" Zeng Zichen, who was meditating, said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, a white mist suddenly appeared in the woods outside the team, getting thicker and thicker, and we couldn't see the forest vision at all!"

Zeng Zichen was radiant, "Go out and have a look!"

In a few moments, the army and the outside world were like two heavens.

The fog was thicker and thicker, and the sky and the earth were white, and the thick fog that covered the earth rolled violently, as if something was stirring.

A few miles away from the small hills, hundreds of monks looked into the distance.

Looking down at the earth below, I couldn't see anything in the distance, and as far as the eye could see, there was a thick fog of white mangs, like rolling clouds, as if to cover the sky.

A peerless woman with a light veil has light eyes, and the woman with a light veil opens her red lips lightly, and she has a beautiful sound like an ethereal bird.

"The Misty Array of the Baili Shi Clan, this Baili Yanfeng actually took out all the Misty Arrays, aren't you afraid that the family will blame you? However, is this his confidence? What about the Great Prince?"

In the forest shrouded in white mist, the corners of his mouth under the mask were slightly raised, "You wait, I Bailiyan Peak, I don't have to be weak for you." His face was hideous, and his tone could not be refused.

Bailiyan Peak walked through the woods at high speed, but none of his limbs touched any branch, and his body passed through in an instant, and he could not even shake off a yellow leaf that was about to fall;

Even in the fog where you can't see your fingers, it's incomparably light!

The landing place of each step is just right to let the main trunks of the surrounding leaves and trees cover his body and face, and every moment is the best state of preparation for attacking.

All these movements are natural, but extremely fast, the hands, eyes, feet, and waist work together seamlessly but so smoothly and naturally, as if all this is completely from the body's instinctive reaction.

At the same time, as a killer family, Baili Yanfeng also used the family secret method "Breathing Technique" to close the breath, close the pores, and prevent any breath from being revealed in the whole body!

Finally finding a commanding height, Baili Yanfeng stared at the Praetorian Guards under his feet with a pair of shining eyes. His face was full of excitement like seeing his prey.

He took off the blue bow on his back and stroked it gently, with love in his eyes. "Jinghong, today is the battle between my Bailiyan Peak and your fame!" The words fell, with a cruel smile on his face, he took out the arrow feathers, took the bow and wound it, and then gradually increased the strength of his arms, until the bowstring of the Jinghong bow was like a full moon.

"Medium!"

Baili Yanfeng shouted violently in his heart, and the bow made a loud "buzz", and the carved arrows left the string like meteors, and the wind and clouds changed color.

In the mist, a light blue beam of light came to the mist, and there was a loud "duh" sound, and before he could react, the feather arrow hit the eyebrows of the Praetorian Guards impartially, and an arrow shot through the helmet. Before he could scream, he fell to the ground and kicked his legs, dying of exhaustion.

"The third!" Baili Yanfeng's spirit perked up, and his eyes were murderous.

"Not good, enemy attack!" the news spread, and the Praetorian Guards quickly rushed in this direction.

Baili Yanfeng was not in a hurry or impatient, and quickly bent his bow and arrows again, aiming at the chest of the somewhat panicked Praetorian Guard, and shouted again in his heart, "Fourth!"

The arrow from the string broke through the air with the whistling sound of the wind, faster than a meteor and better than lightning.

Before he could make a sound, an arrow struck, and a "poof" hit another Praetorian Guard in the chest.

The huge impact directly pierced through his armor, and even the carved feather pierced through his chest, and a vague bloody hole was pierced through his chest, the size of a baby's arm, and the ruptured heart was clearly visible. The arrows continued unabated, leaving a pit of several meters in the ground.

"Tsk! "Compared with the previous arrow, Bailiyan Peak appreciates his own arrow, under one arrow, the amazing destruction, the tragic scene, makes Bailiyan Peak more fulfilling!

With the cover of fog and night, Bailiyan Peak can be said to be like a fish in water, and everything will be the slaughterhouse of Bailiyan Peak.

The Praetorian Guard would enter the mist, and Bailiyan Feng was looking forward to it, thinking about it, he couldn't help but lick his tongue, which was a little dry due to excitement.

As swift as the wind, Li Youran had almost arrived at the location of the accident in the blink of an eye. At this time, his face was full of anger, these were his brothers, and before they could see the face of the enemy, four people had been killed and wounded.

"Who is it!? get out of here!" Li Youran roared at the mist, his voice was very deep, and there was uncontrollable anger in it.

Baili Yanfeng let out a weird laugh, his feet were light, his figure had changed directions, and he pulled his bow and arrow again, this time it was Li Youran who was aiming at it, "It's a big fish, since you want to die strongly, I will fulfill you!"

With a "boom", the bowstring sounded,

The bow was drawn like a full moon, and three arrows were fired in an instant, in three directions, in the upper, middle and lower directions, wrapped in the whistling wind, and flew towards Li Youran with lightning and thunder.

"Huh" It's hard to imagine that the three arrows dissolved in one sound, and the cold light wrapped in the whistling wind rushed to the face like a meteor, and it was only a blink of an eye.

At the moment when the arrow left the string, Li Youran's heart was already full of warnings, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest distraction. His eyes were fixed on the fog in front of him.

The sword slammed out of its sheath, and its essence flickered. The pupils constricted, "Open it for me!" The sword light flashed, and the three blue feathered arrows were blocked alive, and they didn't get an inch, but Li Youran's face under the helmet was a little red at this time.

Baili Yanfeng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but when he saw that everyone in the distance had arrived, he spat and unwillingly shifted his position. For a long night, he had time for Bailiyan Peak.