The scribe in white turned his head and smiled slightly without any surprise.

He didn't move, just smiled and watched the attack of the soldier with a red scarf, as if it was already within his expectations. His calmness and abnormality made the soldier's sword stutter slightly, but he immediately pointed it lightly. Not only did he not fly forward, but instead flew backwards, flying behind him, from attacking to retreating, in just a blink of an eye.

But it's too late.

There had been ambush waiting for him like a net.

The dozens of soldiers around the white-clothed scholar burst out with the aura of masters, forming an extremely tacit formation, and surrounded and killed them. Dozens of soldiers in the distance had long since drawn their bows and arrows, and intertwined the rain of arrows into the sky to prevent the red-scarved soldier from escaping. There were dozens of masters leaping out from afar, led by several leaders, and surrounded them in four directions.

The Red Scarf soldiers rioted.

However, the essay in white immediately spoke and said, "Don't be afraid, don't move. Just stand in place. Don't let this shadow assassin who assassinated the big dragon head run away in the chaos."

"What?" The red scarf soldier who looked very ordinary snorted: "When did I assassinate Zhai Rang? He was obviously the traitors who colluded with Zhai Rang's subordinates and worked together to kill him. It turned out that you wanted to frame me... Now I finally understand."

"It's too late to understand now." The white-clothed essayer smiled sinisterly, "No matter whether you are willing or not, you have to take the blame. Do you know why we tolerate you so arrogantly and repeatedly assassinating our soldiers in the past two days? That's because you want you to think that you can come and go freely in our Wagang army, and no one can stop your shadow assassin."

"It seems that you have put a lot of effort into this game today!" The red scarf soldier, who was like an ordinary soldier, sighed: "I assassinated eight of you single generals in two days, but I didn't see you say a word, which shows your capital."

"It's only Zhai Rang's people or swaying guys who die. It's not worth dying." The white-clothed scholar snorted: "As long as we capture you, we can declare the world. Zhai Rang was killed by a shadow assassin, and our secret duke personally captured the powerful enemy to avenge the big dragon head. In the future, he will inherit the will of the big dragon head, lead the crowd to defeat your corrupt Yang Dynasty, and give the world a bright world."

"Hmph, can you stop me just by your mixed fish and shrimp?" The soldier with a red scarf snorted heavily.

"Young Master Yang, why not stay and let Li Mi treat him well. It will not be too late to leave after staying for a few days." The extremely soft and pleasant voice of the weird guy in the golden mask rang out again.

The Golden Demon-faced Man took a white square chew handed to him by his subordinates and wiped his hands casually. He couldn't see the tall and thin middle-aged man who had already fallen to the ground and turned into a pool of bloody and fuzzy meat paste. He just ordered his subordinates: "The Big Dragon Head has been attacked by the shadow assassin. Li Mi felt extremely distressed and helpless. He could only declare that the whole city and the whole army would inherit the will of the big dragon head, regain his mood, and fight against the tiger and wolf powerful enemy Da Sui until his death. As for the big dragon head's funeral, he would be buried with a grand funeral. He would not be allowed to enjoy it within three days, as if he expressed his grief."

"Li Mi is Li Mi, who is awesome. She doesn't blink when she tells lies." The ordinary-looking red scarf soldier clapped and mocked.

"I blinked, Mr. Yang didn't see it!" The weird guy in the golden mask turned around and slowly came to this side, while softly saying: "There is no real or false right or wrong in the world. As long as it is believed by most people, it is true and that is right. Now, everyone in the world will believe what I say, so what I say is true."

"Excellent!" the ordinary soldier snorted coldly: "For the first time in my life, I have heard such a wonderful fallacy!"

"When we capture you, the shadow assassin, it will be even more exciting!" replied the Golden Demon-faced Man.

"It's also more convincing!" the scribe in white added with a smile.

"..." The soldier with a red scarf was stunned for a while before slowly saying: "I have seen many shameless people in my life, but I have never seen such shameless people as you two."

"Then you must have a good experience." The white-clothed scholar snorted. With a wave of his hand, dozens of masters who had been eyeing him for a long time came to siege and kill him in a tacit understanding. None of them was to kill him in one fell swoop. Their main purpose was to restrain and hurt the people in front of him as much as possible and weaken their combat power so that the golden demon-faced man could easily capture him.

A little further away, dozens of masters surrounded them in all directions. Behind them were hundreds of archers, who were wearing long bows like the moon, half open, and had strong arrows in their hands. Once they found someone dared to fly away from the sky, let him try the feeling of thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

The soldier with a red scarf snorted slightly, and his hands quickly turned black. Finally, he was as black as ink crystal. Under the strange sword that was transparent and cold, he looked even more strange. His figure slipped, swirled like a fish, and pounced on the white-clothed scholar. When everyone saw him moving, they immediately moved like thunder. Dozens of arms danced wildly, woven into a palm shadow like a net, completely submerging the soldier with a red scarf.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, dozens of shiny things burst into the air, but under dozens of palms, the person disappeared.

"Where is it!" The golden demon-faced man pointed in one direction, and there was a faint figure flying at high speed, as empty as someone else's shadow. His figure flashed and had already pounced not far from the white-clothed scholar.

There was a sword in his hand, a strange black sword.

He raised his sword to the white-clothed scholar, and a black lightning seemed to fall from the nine heavens, which was far faster than the assassination just now. A two-foot-long sword energy extended out and shot straight into the white-clothed scholar's heart.

There were two warriors beside the white-clothed scholars, dancing wildly, flying up and down, one forcibly snatching the heart, and the other forcibly snatching the back of the neck, facing the coming soldier. The white-clothed scholar drew his sword in his hand, and the same sword was like a rainbow, shaking his opponent with a force, without any hiding or avoiding.

As long as you survive this move, everyone chasing him will surround him again. At that time, you will be attacked from front to back, and this shadow assassin will not be able to fly even if he is inserted.

"hiss……"

In the unbelievable eyes of the two claw masters, the soldier who turned into a shadow of nothing could stop in the air, avoided their joint attack, and fell to the ground like a folded wing eagle. His hand reached in front of the white-clothed scribe far faster than the black sword, and bounced his sword with two fingers, and bounced on his sword technique. The black sword turned strangely and pierced into the white-clothed scribe's right chest at a very fast speed.

The sword of the white-clothed scholar pierced deeply into the shadow's body and passed through it.

But, only the shadow is thorny.

When the afterimage disappeared faintly, the shadow-like soldier had already arrived behind the white-clothed scholar. He used his fingers like a sword and inserted heavily into the white-clothed scholar's back waist, the same as the assassination method of Wang Bodang Xu Shiji and the others.

The scribe in white shouted, but just half of the sound came out, and the blood that rushed to his throat was blocked.

His hand tightly grasped the sword point of the soldier like a shadow, his wrist. He tried his best to leave this shadow assassin with a very strange body movement. Leave him behind, then everything will be worth it. There are people in the sky, the golden demon-faced man, his hands are shining, like stars flashing.

Dozens of masters attacked in groups, and more people were on guard.

The archers were extremely nervous. Although they were crowded, they definitely had only one chance to launch. If one hit, the enemy would be able to escape from above.

The white-clothed scholar felt that the other party's hand slipped, and he suddenly pulled away, only one of his coat was caught in his hand. The two masters who used claws were closest to the white-clothed scholar and reacted the fastest. The two of them pounced on them again, and their four claws were like the devour of a ferocious wolf, tearing towards their opponents. But they did not realize that the wrists of the two people had been tied up with his headscarf when the shadow-like monster had been tied up with his turban.

The strange man turned his face and avoided the claw wind. A large piece of disguise fell off the scratch on his face, revealing a jade-like cheek, which was completely different from the ordinary appearance of the room outside. The strange man's figure also grew strangely several inches taller. When he stretched out his hand, he could actually come back and meet the heavy palm of the Golden Demon-faced Man.

"boom……"

The shadow-like monster made the golden masked monster fall out. He rolled on the ground several times, plunging head-on into the group of masters who were facing him. The figure swayed for a while and disappeared again.

Just as everyone was anxious to look around, a figure soared into the sky and flew straight towards the high wall in the distance.

The archers had been waiting for this for too long, and they opened their bows and shot arrows, and the arrows fell like rain.

Although the figure in the air struggled hard, it was difficult to change his body movements in the air. As a result, tens of thousands of arrows pierced his heart. Dozens of precise strong arrows pierced his body. The man fell to the ground with a bang, without even screaming, and died after twitching.

"Not him!" The scribe in white forced his last bit of consciousness and angrily said, "No..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground.

A shadow had stood on the high wall in the distance at some point. His mouth was covered with blood and he said coldly: "Today's hatred will be avenged in the future." After saying that, before the archers were fired again, and before the masters could catch up, they flashed away. Several screams came from outside the high wall, and then bursts of noise and roaring sounds, footsteps and shouts seemed to be chasing one direction.

The masters were about to pursue the pursuit, and the golden demon-faced man stopped them and said softly: "Don't chase. The shadow assassin's body movement is too weird and too volatile. We can't even trap him in the overall situation. Now that we have escaped, can you still catch up? Come on, hurry up and see the ancestral military commander and try our best to treat them. I don't care what method or what you use, in short, you must save him."

Everyone was in a hurry, but the demon-faced man in the golden mask sighed slowly. He gently pulled out a long blood-covered golden needle from his arm, looked at it, and sighed: "What a shadow assassin Yang Xuyan. In that case, he actually wanted my life."
Chapter completed!