Chapter: 3041
Seeing that his guards could not return to defense in time, Chen Chao finally panicked and
quickly started to retreat with the generals around him.
But at this moment, they had lost the best opportunity to retreat.
The black figure’s charging speed was much faster than their retreat speed.
In just two minutes, the distance between the two sides was less than twenty meters.
“Master Hou! We will stop the assassins for you! You retreat first!”
Seeing that they couldn’t run away, several generals decisively drew their swords and
rushed towards the black figure.
As a result, several people were defeated after less than ten seconds.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Damn it! I’ll fight you!”
Kang Qiao roared angrily, advanced instead of retreating, and drew his sword to kill.
“Old Kang! Don’t be impulsive!”
Chen Chao’s expression changed drastically and he quickly stopped. Unfortunately, it was
too late.
Kang Qiao rushed forward and slashed at the black figure’s neck with a knife, but the
black figure grabbed the blade and then stabbed Kang Qiao’s shoulder with a backhand
sword.
“who are you?!”
Kang Qiao gritted his teeth and tried not to scream.
The black figure said nothing, suddenly grabbed Kang Qiao’s collar, and then threw it into
the sky.
“Whoosh!”
Kang Qiao was thrown hundreds of meters away like a cannonball, crossing the gate of the
palace, and finally hit the courtyard heavily.
“Boom!”
There was a loud bang.
Kang Qiao’s b*dy directly smashed a human-shaped hole into the ground. His whole b*dy
vomited blood and wailed endlessly.
I don’t know how many bones in my b*dy were broken.
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Li Yishuang, who was guarding the door, suddenly turned around, put his long sword at
Kang Qiao’s throat, and shouted: “Let your soldiers surrender immediately, otherwise –
die!”
…
Outside the palace.
Seeing Kang Qiao being thrown away, Chen Chao couldn’t help but froze for a moment
and ran after Sayazi.
At this moment, he finally regretted it.
If he had known that this assassin was so powerful, he should have retreated in time like
Lu Song and He Yuanhui, so as not to put himself in danger.
“Can you run?”
The black figure snorted coldly, stepped forward, grabbed Chen Chao’s back collar, and
lifted him up.