Volume 10, Chapter 808

Chapter 808

The assassin silently killed his way into the Sichuan Army camp and headed straight for the tent where Xiao Xiang was. Read the full text. There are five tents here, but they seemed to have known which tent Xiao Xiang was in.

When they came close to Xiao Xiang's tent, they immediately dispersed and surrounded the tent. Then two people were separated, holding spiritual knives, and walked carefully to the door of the tent.

The two came to the door of the tent, one of them used the spiritual knife to open the curtain, and the other turned his body to the side and flashed into the tent. He just came in, and he heard a shout from his side, and then a strong wind hit his head.

The assassin reacted quickly, and without thinking, he immediately raised the spiritual knife in his hand.

There was a crisp sound, and a spiritual sword slashed fiercely on his spiritual knife. The assassin's cultivation was not weak, but the cultivation of the person who drew the sword was higher. This powerful and heavy sword directly shocked the assassin to his knees.

Before he could stand up and fight back, the tent suddenly lit up. The assassin looked up and saw that the tent was already full of people, all of whom were Xiao Xiang's guards. The man who had just drawn his sword was one of her guards.

It turned out that the other party had noticed something! The assassin used all his strength to swing the spiritual knife in his hand outward with all his strength, pushing away the spiritual sword pressing on the blade. Then, he roared again and rushed directly to Xiao Xiang in the crowd regardless of anything.

Before the person arrived, the spiritual wave shot out first, and the narrow spiritual wave was horizontal in the air, sweeping towards Xiao Xiang. Before the spiritual wave swept to Xiao Xiang, a guard had already drawn his sword first, and the volley of Huashan was slashed in the air, and a spiritual wave shot out at the same time.

Bang! The two spiritual waves came into contact with each other and smashed to pieces. The energy in the tent flew across. For a moment, the tent was like an inflated balloon, and it looked round and round from the outside.

The assassin didn't slow down after missing the first strike, and still rushed towards Xiao Xiang.

The guards drew their swords one after another, and the sound of the swords breaking through the armor and flesh became one. Looking at the assassin, he was hit by at least ten swords all over his body, and each sword entered from the front and came out from behind him.

The assassin screamed, and until his death, he still used up his last breath of strength, swung the spirit knife viciously, and flew towards Xiao Xiang in the middle of the crowd.

Clang! When the spirit knife passed through the crowd and shot in front of Xiao Xiang, Xing Yuan, who was standing beside her, drew his sword to parry. With a crisp sound, the spirit knife was bounced off and flew upwards in a spiral. There was another muffled sound of pounce, and the spirit knife cut a big hole in the roof of the tent and flew directly out of the tent.

Looking at the assassin who died tragically in front of her, and the pair of eyes that were wide open until death, even Xiao Xiang couldn't help but be moved. What kind of dead warrior is this? In order to kill herself, she would not even give up her life!

She was thinking about it, when suddenly, there was a rustling sound around the tent, and the tarpaulin was cut open from the outside. Then, countless assassins rushed in. At the same time, spiritual waves, spiritual blades, and spiritual thorns swept towards Xiao Xiang.

The guards around Xiao Xiang were not in vain. These people were all royal guards carefully selected by Xiao Xuan, and each of them had a superb spiritual martial arts. People shouted and cast spiritual martial arts skills to fight with the assassins who came in.

Now, the assassins are no longer assassinating in secret, but have turned into open attacks.

Xiao Xiang's tent has become rags in the melee. Looking around, there are battles everywhere around her, and spiritual practitioners are fighting each other everywhere. The scene is not a mess.

Such a chaotic battle naturally alarmed the Sichuan Army in the entire camp. Countless Sichuan Army soldiers shouted and rushed over. However, most of the spiritual practitioners in the Sichuan Army had been sent to stand guard outside the camp and were killed one by one by the assassins. Now the ones left in the camp were basically ordinary soldiers. They rushed up quickly and fell down even faster. The assassins on the periphery killed them. People rushed into the crowd of Sichuan Army like tigers coming down the mountain, with spiritual blades in hand, flying up and down, and chopped down the surrounding Sichuan soldiers one after another.

Let’s talk about Xiao Xiang, who was in the center of the battle group. She was the primary target of the assassins. The assassins were already numerous and powerful in spiritual martial arts. What was fatal was that these people were all dead soldiers. In order to kill Xiao Xiang, they completely ignored their own lives and rushed up desperately. The guards around Xiao Xiang had gradually begun to lose, and from time to time someone was hit and fell to the ground screaming.

Xing Yuan and Qian Nan fought desperately to protect Xiao Xiang and tried their best to break out, but it was not easy to break out of the assassin's encirclement. The two of them covered Xiao Xiang and rushed out three times in a row, but they were pushed back by the assassins.

Seeing that the guards were getting fewer and fewer, the assassins were getting more and more, and the soldiers outside could not rush in at all, Xing Yuan and Qian Nan had to go all out. The two called several nearby guards to cover Xiao Xiang together and break out again.

They rushed out desperately, and the assassins fought desperately. As they moved, the assassin's encirclement was also moving rapidly. The two sides fought from the center of the Sichuan Camp to the edge of the Sichuan Camp.

Seeing that there was a dark forest not far ahead, Xing Yuan was refreshed and shouted to Qian Nan and several guards: "Hurry up and cover the princess into the forest!"

As long as they could enter the forest, they would have a place to hide. Even if there were more assassins, it would be impossible to search such a large forest.

Of course, the assassin also understood that if Xiao Xiang successfully escaped into the woods, it would be extremely difficult to find her. People launched a crazy attack to prevent Xiao Xiang and others from entering the woods.

Three assassins chased up from behind, two of them were dark spiritualists. They took the lead and moved to Xiao Xiang with shadow drift, and then used two swords to attack her neck and chest.

Xiao Xiang retreated in fear, but how could she be faster than the assassin's sword? At the moment when the spiritual sword approached her, Xing Yuan and Qian Nan rushed over one after another at the critical moment, and the two swords just blocked the two swords.

Qian Nan waved the spiritual sword in his hand and shouted loudly without looking back: "Mr. Xing, you cover the princess and go first, I will cover you here!"

Xing Yuan was moved and frowned, but finally gritted his teeth, grabbed Xiao Xiang's arm with one hand, and said urgently: "Let's go!" As he spoke, he pulled Xiao Xiang forward.

Watching the cooked duck about to fly out of the pot, the assassins chased after it relentlessly. One of them was the fastest and ran in the front, trying to pass by Qian Nan, but Qian Nan's speed was not enough. The latter swept out a kick horizontally and hit the man's foot. There was a click in his ear, and the man's body bounced out like a ball. When he landed, he looked at his foot again. His spiritual armor was broken, his ankle was broken, and it was bent to the side unnaturally.

Seeing this, the assassins could only lock their targets on Qian Nan again. A dark spiritual practitioner flashed behind him and the spiritual knife went straight to his back.

Qian Nan seemed to have eyes behind his head. He first turned his body to the side to avoid the opponent's sharp edge, and then reached back and grabbed the dark spiritual practitioner's neck.

He suddenly roared, exerted all his arm strength, and turned it with one hand. With a loud bang, Qian Nan threw the dark spiritual practitioner to the ground. Before he could get up, Qian Nan stepped on his chest.

With a crisp sound, the spiritual armor on the man's chest was shattered, and his chest was sunken into a big pit. Blood gushed out of his seven orifices and he died on the spot.

Just after killing the assassin, two more people rushed up from both sides of Qian Nan. These two people had already used their spiritual skills before they arrived. Qian Nan did not avoid it either. He roared and used the spiritual transformation of the soldiers to take on the opponent's skills with the spiritual weapons after the spiritual transformation.

In the sky full of lightning, the two assassins fell from mid-air. Looking at their bodies again, they were like rag dolls, full of holes and no longer human.

Now Qian Nan has used all his skills. He does not ask to kill the assassins, but only to buy more time for Xiao Xiang to escape.

Under Qian Nan's spiritual transformation of the soldiers, the assassins lost five people one after another. After that, no one dared to move forward easily.

People looked at each other, and then retreated in unison. When they retreated out of Qian Nan's attack range, the assassins raised their spiritual swords in their hands at the same time. No one gave a command, but they threw the spiritual swords in their hands together.

Qian Nan was shocked and looked up. There were spiritual swords spinning in the air, rushing towards him, so dense that people could not find a place to dodge. He shouted and waved the spiritual sword in his hand vigorously to knock down the spiritual weapons thrown by the assassins.

Clang, clang! The crisp sound of iron collisions came from Qian Nan's side, but he was just one person after all. No matter how powerful he was, how could he resist so many spiritual weapons.

After he blocked six or seven spiritual weapons in a row, he let a spiritual sword nailed to his shoulder without seeing it.

The power of the spiritual sword was so great that it penetrated through the two layers of his spiritual armor in front and behind, and the tip of the sword protruded from behind him. Qian Nan screamed in pain and took a step back, but in the time he took this step back, three more spiritual swords were nailed into his body.

Each sword was a fatal blow. Qian Nan was hit by the impact and couldn't help but take three steps back. Looking at him again at this time, four spiritual swords were pierced in his shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen. The blood had dyed his white spiritual armor scarlet.

He was shaky on the spot, his body was shaking continuously, and finally he couldn't support himself. He supported himself with the spiritual sword and knelt on one knee.

Seeing this, the assassins didn't delay any more and swarmed up. They picked up their own spiritual swords around Qian Nan, and then passed by him directly, and flashed into the woods to chase Xiao Xiang who had escaped.

If an ordinary person was injured so seriously by Qian Nan, he would be killed on the spot, but he was a highly skilled spiritual cultivator after all, and the spiritual energy in his body could still protect his heart and veins, allowing him to survive.

His mind was already blurred, but he knelt on the ground and still murmured: "Protect the princess..." As he spoke, his eyes were wide open, looking at the assassins whizzing around him, supporting his body with the spirit sword and struggling to stand up.

At this time, an assassin quickly walked up to him, looked at him with a cold look, stretched out his hand, grabbed the spirit knife stuck in his body, and pulled it out with force. There was a sound of pounce, and a stream of blood spurted out.

The assassin did not hesitate for a moment, and slashed Qian Nan's neck with another knife. Lightning flashed, and the head fell to the ground. The headless body stood there for a while before falling straight down. The assassin did not even look at him again, and rushed over with the knife on the body.