Chapter Seventy-Three: The Assassin Fights

The defenses of the camp were very weak, and Wan Peng easily took out a few of the guards, and slowly advanced towards the core. As for Xie Fei, he is also progressing smoothly, and judging from his skills and experience, it is difficult to imagine that he is a medicine cultivator.

Another tent was emptied, and just as he was about to leave, Wan Peng suddenly felt a cool breeze coming from behind. Instinctively, he flashed to the side, and turned around, and the three holes in the tent that had just been broken came through the light of the fire that was fluttering outside. And there were three silver nails, which were nailed to the pillars of the tent in turn.

Yo, you're still coming to me, can't you wait......

Wan Peng frowned slightly, and in that direction, he did not retreat but advanced, stepped on his feet, and rushed out directly. As he approached the tarpaulin, he swiped his hand lightly, breaking through the barrier and placing himself directly in the open space outside.

It was still calm outside, and it seemed that the only people left were not aware of the enemy invasion at all. And the person who had just attacked him actually disappeared for the first time.

In the current era, there are very few cultivators who practice covert attack and concealment weapons, and the time and energy spent on this kind of cultivation is no less than that of ordinary cultivation, but the attack method is somewhat limited, and most of them take advantage of the dark night and various environments to carry out assassination operations, so they are also called assassins. Due to the need for concealment to be the first priority in all circumstances, the Assassins had limited tactics and harsh conditions, and their combat ability in a head-to-head duel was not very strong. However, if it is in an environment favorable to him, it can often be a great threat to people.

In this camp, there are assassins!

This is not good news for Wan Peng. It is true that the assassins in the foundation building period have not yet been so terrible as to make him retreat, but it is extremely annoying to think that he is being treated as a live target from behind without warning, and there is no way to find the other party.

There is a kind of good guy who comes out, takes a picture with his brother, hides and hides what kind of man!

Wan Peng cursed in his heart, his spiritual sense was fully opened, infiltrating the surrounding environment, and carefully feeling every change. However, he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

And at this time, it was behind him again, and the cold wind attacked!

Flashing to the side, Wan Peng's feet exerted force, and he pounced directly in that direction. There's a tree over there, and the attacker should be behind it. However, why didn't he feel the man's movements, including the shooting of the hidden weapon, without any obvious feeling? This assassin is really so mysterious!

Near the tree, Wan Peng already held the sword in his hand, but when the tree appeared in his eyes, the back was empty.

Again, no!

His heart was shocked, passive, already completely passive.

As long as this assassin survives, he is an absolute threat to himself. When the turbulent airflow of the concealed weapon is sensed by itself, it is actually very close. If he has other means of attack, he may not be able to avoid it, and he will be in danger.

Just then, another round of attacks arrived.

As soon as Wan Peng turned around, the Yuyuan sword was horizontal, and a faint sword qi shot out, directly shattering the four silver nails in the front, and the remaining three shot behind him, hitting a stone, bursting out a string of sparks. He didn't chase in that direction anymore, because he knew that the assassin had already left that direction the moment he unleashed the weapon.

Changing your position by yourself is just increasing the length of stay. For the Assassins, it was easier to find their flaws and attack.

Glancing at the camp and estimating the time when those people would leave, Wan Peng shook his head again. If you use too much momentum now, those people will definitely turn back halfway, and this will be a very troublesome thing in their own plans. He also had to wait for a while, after which he could take the initiative in the face of the large number of people.

Wan Peng was also a little puzzled, why did this assassin keep attacking in the dark without informing the others? Was it because he didn't want others to participate and took credit in front of the boss alone, or was he afraid that others would join in, and he was afraid of hurting his own people, so he couldn't give full play to it? No matter what, it was possible, and it wasn't very logical.

Or was he not concerned about the other people, nor did he care about the camp, and just wanted to kill himself? yes, if such an assassin was an assassin, he was just a belligerent himself. He enjoyed his fights, his assassinations, and didn't want anyone else to get involved in any of his battles, in whatever form.

Once, Wan Peng heard Master Zhao Zhichuan talk about this kind of person. They regard fighting as a pursuit, and some even have a twisted mind.

Well, if he is such a person, in fact, does not affect his own plans.

Wan Peng was slightly stunned and jumped directly into a tent on the side. There was the sound of breathing, and there should be cultivators in it. Sure enough, as soon as he broke through the tarpaulin, there were cultivators who wanted to fight, but before he could send out the magic formula, Wan Peng had already taken a step ahead of it, first the Imperial Earth Jue raised two clods of soil from below and lifted it up, and then he rushed directly over, punched the man in the neck, making him dizzy, and then put a hand on the person's body, and directly used the ring to suck the person's spiritual power clean.

The reason why these people choose to rely on others is because they are not strong. If you want to come here, you must be very wronged and angry to run errands for others, if you really have some ability, how many will stay here?

It is precisely because of these that Wan Peng decided whether to kill them or not to kill them. Everyone has the right to life, although in this secret realm, serious injuries can be sent out for treatment, but the real killing can still kill people instantly.

Dingdingding...... While the string of hidden weapons hit the soil next to Wan Peng. Wan Peng dodged this, ignored it, turned to a suitable angle, and moved to the next tent.

Empty. I changed it again, but I found that the space inside was very small, and it was all messed up, and it was actually some materials.

This is the warehouse. Wan Peng made a mark here, so as not to make Xie Fei heavy after a while. The assassin's secret weapon was still in hot pursuit, but it was always a little bit worse every time, which probably annoyed him a lot.

After walking a few more tents in a row, Wan Peng had already arrived at the Chinese army tent in this camp. Once inside, the inside is warm and bright, and it is not at all a feeling like other tents. The whole tent is about one zhang wide and five or six zhang long, and Wan Peng enters the main entrance, and the red carpet under his feet leads directly to a screen inside. On both sides of the passage, there are small tables with a lot of wine and meat on them.

Swiftly swaying through the passage, Wan Peng avoided a group of hidden weapons. And when he walked around the screen, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Behind the screen is a large bed in the middle, and there are four braziers on all sides of the bed, and the fire inside is blazing. There were four naked girls lying on the bed at the moment, and when they saw Wan Peng, they screamed in unison, and picked up sheets and other things to cover their bodies.

Wan Peng had a brief loss of consciousness. And at this moment, several hidden weapons flew in, and he was almost hit. Seeing the hidden weapon dinging to the side, the women screamed a few more times.

Wan Peng turned his head again, saw one of the women, and said tremblingly, "My lord, spare my life, they did all those things, we are just a female cultivator who was captured by Hu Jiulang, and was given mana, and then for him to have fun, what are they doing, it's really none of our business, if the adults want to find Hu Jiulang, he just went to arrest people and left......" The others waited for her to finish speaking, and they also nodded frequently.

Wan Peng saw that there was no hypocrisy on their faces, and what they wanted to say was true. The anger in his heart burned again, but he didn't expect that guy to be a womanizer!

Originally, he was domineering and unreasonable, hurt Xie Fei, and then went to search and pursue him in the shadows, which already made my brother unhappy, and his life was so rotten!

Wan Peng glanced at the woman who had just spoken, signaled that they should not be afraid, and turned away again. When the assassin flew in again, his fire didn't hit anywhere, he directly shot down with his sword, and then roared, "You're not done!"

This sound was heard by almost the entire camp. However, most of the people have been put down by Wan Peng and Xie Fei, and now there are no more than ten people who can still be alert and run out to check. Wan Peng no longer had any scruples, the Yuyuan sword turned in his hand, and a move was used like walking on thin ice, and then the tip of the sword was inserted downward, and a thin layer of ice and snow spread outward with it as the center.

This ice and snow seems to be no different from ordinary ice and snow, but it is actually sword qi. And the calm sword qi is the sword qi that is the best at changing!

Before long, the snow and ice had taken over the entire valley. Through the feeling that the sword qi was coming back, Wan Peng could clearly know that there were several people moving. And among these people, there is only one person, who cannot feel his spiritual sense.

That's him, the Assassin!

The Assassin also seemed to sense the danger, and did not fire another hidden weapon, but kept running into the distance. Wan Peng took a deep breath, and the sword was sent down again, and countless tiny rays of light rose from the ground at this time, and in the process of interweaving, they wrenched and smashed the other tents except for the big tent and warehouse of the Chinese army. The others, including the Assassin, were all hit by the blow, and a cloud of blood was pouring out of their bodies.

He ignored the others and went straight to the Assassin. Now the Assassin could no longer hide his body, and the injuries he suffered were not light. After getting close, Wan Peng didn't know where the impulse came from, kicked him to the ground, and smashed him with a left fist and a right punch, "Are you enough, are you enough, aren't you a hidden weapon, you are dark, ......"

At the moment when Wan Peng's sword qi intertwined and rose, Xie Fei swooped to the side, watched the entire camp being destroyed, and muttered, "Who provoked this kid to the fire...... Is this his strength?"