The peak spirit king's aura hit her. Hua Yuqiong frowned, swayed, and reached the other side. The moment she left, the aura landed at her original place, blasting a hole into the ground.
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When the old man saw this, the movements in his hands became fierce.
Without Hu Laiping's constant stumbling, those soldiers and generals couldn't get close to them, so he had time to concentrate on dealing with He Shangqin.
And without Hu Laiping's help, He Shangqin, who was a peak Spirit King, was no match for the mid-stage Spirit King. He was immediately hit by Old Man Hua and flew out.
Here, Zhan Longhou looked at Zhang Tai, who was still standing there unable to move, raised his brows, and kindly gave him a few blows.
Just as he was about to kick him away, a heavy object flew from not far away, hitting Zhang Tai and knocking him to the ground. Zhang Tai left this bloody battle feeling very aggrieved.
He Shangqin coughed a few times and felt pain in his body.
He raised his hand with difficulty and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to get up, his heart was pierced by a sword.
He Shangqin's eyes widened and he looked at Zhan Longhou holding the sword hilt in disbelief, and blood overflowed from his mouth again.
As he drew out the long sword, blood suddenly spurted out from his heart, splashing all over Zhan Longhou.
Marquis Zhan Long snorted coldly, and saw with sharp eyes several soldiers sneaking outside the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion and about to open the door, but as soon as his hand touched the vermilion door, three arrows penetrated the hearts of the three of them.
Marquis Zhan Long looked at the thin red silk fluttering in the wind at the arrow feathers, his eyes were startled, and he subconsciously looked up.
Sure enough, I saw my brat sitting on the wall, holding the dragon-patterned bow made of rosewood in his hand, and the three arrows on the string flew out quickly.
The bow body is roughly like a crescent moon, with both ends inlaid with purple spirit stones that follow the lines of the bow body. It is simple and unsophisticated. The bow string is tightened on the bow body, which is both low-key and solemn.
Cheng Yuqi saw Zhan Longhou looking at him, showing his big white teeth and a bright smile.
Suddenly, he quickly took out an arrow from the archery uniform behind his back, and put the arrow on the string with his hand wearing a ring finger made of angular plate bones. The arrowhead was pointed at Zhan Longhou, and he pulled the silver string with his fingers.
The arrow flew toward Zhan Longhou with a "whoosh" sound.
Zhan Longhou's expression did not change and he stood motionless.
The arrow flew past Zhan Longhou's ear with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
There was a muffled groan coming from behind him, followed by a crisp sound, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Marquis Zhan Long turned around and looked back. There was a corpse lying on the ground, with an arrow stuck out of the corpse's heart.
It was the person who wanted to sneak attack him just now.
Zhan Longhou glanced at the soldier on the ground lightly, with a look of pride flashing in his eyes. He turned around and shouted to Cheng Yuqi with a look of disgust: "You have just improved your archery skills a little, and you dare to show it off!
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As he spoke, he stabbed his side with the sword in his hand, and a muffled groan came from the side.
Zhan Longhou glanced sideways at the other person who wanted to sneak attack him, and snorted coldly. He drew out his sword, and before the person could react, he swung the sword towards his neck.
Cheng Yuqi looked at the duplicitous Zhan Longhou and chuckled.
He took out three arrows from his archery uniform, filled the strings, and let go of the soldiers who rushed to the front. The arrowheads cut through the air with red silk and penetrated the hearts of those few people.