Chapter 877: Chapter 300 Retaliation [2 in 1] Chapter 877: Chapter 300 Retaliation [2 in 1] “Ambush!”
Mo Yuantu roared with anger as his sword light burst forth, the fan-shaped surge of Sword Qi protecting his entire body and those few beside him.
The individuals nearby were all battle-hardened experts, responding incredibly swiftly, and they all reacted instantaneously.
Although the arrow rain poured down like a waterfall, it only injured one person at the very back, piercing directly through his chest and nailing him to the ground.
But following a rescue strike, the arrow piercing through the body had already been chopped off, and the remaining shaft was pulled out. The person who was shot appeared to have sustained limited damage, lively and vigorous as a dragon.
This scene, witnessed by the military officer who had set up the ambush, sent a shiver down his spine and made him tremble with fear.
It wasn’t that he was afraid to fight, but he knew that masters of this level were no longer human in the eyes of ordinary soldiers!
Having an arrow pierce through the chest yet still able to shout loudly in the heat of battle, with combat strength hardly diminished, just this scene alone would be a huge blow to his soldiers’ morale if they saw it…
At that ti, a heavy voice coldly ordered, “Don’t be fucking stupid and get close to these bastards in combat, just use your bows to keep distance and shoot, exhaust these motherfuckers to death!”
No one needed to utter their na or distinguish by accent to realize—who else could it be but Fei Xinyu, that rascal!
No one else had quite his way with words.
Bang bang bang…
Mo Yuantu and his n were caught in a heavy encirclent, with three thousand Divine Archers gathered, occupying the high ground, as well as the Great Strength Bow restraining from all sides.
Whenever these n attempted to charge in any direction, the Great Strength Bow would combine forces to block them, ensuring they were shot back!
By strict definition, the Great Strength Bow’s special arrows had already exceeded the category of bows and arrows. In past wars, they were more often used for sieging cities, with enormous power. Even Heavenly Level experts would be forced back if hit directly, hard-pressed to withstand their edge.
If one failed to dodge, a see-through hole the size of a bowl was absolutely unavoidable.
Every ti Mo Yuantu led a charge, he would be shot back by Ma Qiange commanding the giant bows. After several attempts, four n were already severely injured and unable to continue.
Despite his rage, Mo Yuantu knew that if he couldn’t break the deadlock, he and his n would be consud to death on the spot.
This was the direct display of the strengths and weaknesses between jianghu travelers and the imperial army, as well as the most conventional ans by which the military eliminated those from the jianghu!
However, Mo Yuantu and his n wouldn’t dare co without a backup plan, and being among the Three Mountains, he naturally had a ans to save his life—
With a sudden sweep of both hands, a sky full of cold stars burst from his palms.
These cold stars didn’t head in just one direction, but spread over a large area in every direction, indiscriminately attacking. As Mo Yuantu made his move, Mo Yuanqing did likewise.
Screams of agony rose from afar.
This was their life-saving technique as brothers, known as the first hidden weapon from the Supre Mountain—the Supre Star Flash.
The Supre Star Flash was not only hugely powerful and shocking in its destructive force but also characterized by long-range attacks, quick activations, and the minimal need for spiritual power.
Indeed, the title of the number one hidden weapon was truly no empty na!
“Charge out!”
Mo Yuantu snorted, leading the way with his sword, launching a powerful strike intended to break through an encirclent, seeking an escape from death.
Today’s action was undoubtedly a failure; they could only abandon it temporarily, in hopes of a future opportunity.
But at this critical mont, a soldier suddenly floated forward with extrely fast and eerie movents, blocking Mo Yuantu and others’ way.
Fei Xinyu, who was commanding the battle, was montarily stunned, “Who is this fucki—”
He suddenly stopped speaking, a flicker of delight flashing in his eyes.
Then the soldier’s hand glinted with the flash of a blade.
Mo Yuanqing scread miserably, but it was too late; his head separated from his body, his soul dispatched to the netherworld.
Mo Yuantu’s eyes almost split with fury, “You! You are…”
The soldier was none other than Feng Yin in disguise, who didn’t bother with pleasantries and struck again decisively, splitting another Supre Mountain expert and his sword in two, following in Mo Yuanqing’s footsteps to a loneso afterlife.
anwhile, as Feng Yin stood with his blade obstructing the way, cutting down two opponents, and instilling inexplicable fear in the others from Supre Mountain, wary of becoming Feng Yin’s next target, a white figure rushed at extre speed into the fray, his actions continuous and swift…
Afterimages followed, persisting even after the white figure had left the battle.
Then, a series of screams erupted almost concurrently, forming a relentless chain.
All eleven n’s eyes had been turned into bloody sockets!
Feng Ying had attacked with incredible speed to gouge out the eyes of all eleven n.
Only Mo Yuantu, who took the lead in charging forward with a slight distance from the rest and dodged just a bit quicker, was lucky enough to keep his eyes intact. Nevertheless, he still ended up with deep blood scars on his face, with flesh torn away in large chunks.
His scream was ear-piercing, absolutely harrowing.
Feng Ying’s move not only chilled the enemies’ courage but also stunned Feng Yin.
He hadn’t expected that Feng Ying could be so effortlessly overpowering against soone of Heavenly Level like Mo Yuantu.
It felt as if it was done without breaking a sweat!
Feng Yin even doubted if he would have been spared if Feng Ying’s blows had been directed at him!
As the sword light flashed repeatedly, the people of Supre Mountain struck back, attempting to envelop the white figure. But the white figure’s movents were ethereal, like a phantom taking form, with every image left behind nothing more than an afterimage.
At the sa ti… there was a fierce counterattack, and seven or eight figures successively burst into blood, falling one after another.
Mo Yuantu also suffered another heavy blow, following a dreadful scream, first, one of his eyeballs was gouged out, then his skull was raked by claws, a hole was torn in his chest, and finally, a large tail, like a mighty and heavy whip, struck fiercely across Mo Yuantu’s back.
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