"Madman, madman, this is a group of madmen!"

Tuoba Li was going crazy at this moment.

The assassins were relentless, fighting to the death, causing Bogong to be overwhelmed and putting him in constant danger. From childhood to adulthood, even in the major defeat in the northern frontier, he had never been in such a situation.

This feeling of fear was truly making him tremble.

But the assassins were also anxious. If Chu Shen were here, he would see familiar faces like Luo Dang, their expressions filled with anxiety as they continuously launched attacks towards Duke Deng's position, only to be repelled time and time again by the remaining troops of Duke Deng and Bogong. Everyone was covered in wounds, some even missing limbs.

If this continued, Duke Deng's reinforcements would arrive!

Unfortunately, whatever they were worried about, would come true.

It was difficult to easily mobilize the large army outside the city, but it was still possible to urgently deploy some troops. On the city walls of Yongzhou, one could already see the figures of cavalry riding flying mounts. The number was increasing, at least two to three hundred people, and they were getting closer to Duke Deng's location.

This made many assassins feel hopeless. So many companions had died, they had seized such a good opportunity, and used so many resources. Were they really just going to watch Duke Deng, that bastard, continue to live carefree?

Even if they died, they couldn't close their eyes in peace!

The eyes of many assassins turned red, and they even started exchanging their lives for their companions, hoping to create a path for the attack.

It was a pity that there was only one artifact that could contain special sword intent. Regret filled them for not killing Duke Deng earlier. If they could have another sword, perhaps this assassination would have succeeded!

The assassins were not unaware that this assassination had already failed. They were just unwilling and wanted to make one last effort, even if it meant sacrificing all of their lives.

Killing Duke Deng is not only an act of revenge, but also a strategically crucial action!

Unfortunately, the assassins are not quite on the same level as Duke Bo. Even the leaders like Luo Dang mostly possess strength equivalent to the Spirit Gathering stage, barely able to unleash power comparable to a Gold Core cultivator, but unable to break through the defense of Duke Bo, a true Gold Core cultivator.

As the assassins are desperate for a chance, hoping for a breakthrough,

As Duke Bo breathes a sigh of relief upon seeing reinforcements approaching...

As Duke Deng realizes from the expressions and reactions around him that he might be saved, and becomes ecstatic, shouting and venting at the assassins...

As the reinforcements approach with great momentum, fantasizing about their imminent success in rescuing Duke Deng and earning rewards...

A dazzling starlight streaks across the sky, rapidly descending towards the location of Duke Deng and Tuoba Li.

Duke Bo, being a true Gold Core cultivator, is the first to sense the danger. Looking up, he discovers the chilling radiance approaching, sending a shiver down his spine.

The aura emanating from that chilling radiance is terrifyingly powerful. Duke Bo's spiritual perception even gives him a feedback of imminent death - if he intercepts it, he will definitely die!

He is immediately caught in a dilemma.

Should he protect Duke Deng and preserve his own wealth and status, but risk being killed by this arrow?

Or should he stand by and allow this clearly aimed chilling radiance to take the life of the influential figure he currently serves?

In the end, before he could figure it out, the arrow was already about to hit him, faster than he imagined!

Subconsciously, Bogong exerted his strength and gathered his spiritual power. He raised his hand towards the incoming arrow, but he couldn't let go of his current status and position.

Perhaps it was just a false perception of his spiritual awareness?

Under the common mentality of luck, he even had a few hypocritical confidence.

However, hypocritical confidence was nothing more than a show of strength. As soon as his spiritual power came into contact with the arrow, he realized that he had made the wrong choice.

This arrow pierced through all his defensive measures. He was simply not qualified to resist this arrow. The power possessed by the arrow might not be as strong as his, but the penetrating power and a certain kind of power that surpassed his understanding made him feel cold inside.

No, he must dodge!

Between his own life and the life of Duke Deng, he ultimately chose to prioritize his own life.

But it was too late. He only had time to slightly dodge, and the arrow, with unparalleled speed, had already pierced through his arm, turning into a gust of wind that exploded on the ground behind him.

"Ah!"

In the midst of the screams, Bogong felt as if half of his body had been shattered. Duke Deng behind him was even worse, already turned to ashes, with no trace of his remains.

Immediately, Bogong felt a void beneath his feet. His body tilted, and he was already swept up into the air by the strong wind.

When he landed, accompanied by a large amount of soil and rocks falling, the dust filled the air. However, it also gave him a chance to catch his breath. He quickly took out a life-saving pill and swallowed it in large gulps. Only then did he check his own body, feeling even colder inside.

Fortunately, he moved aside a bit. After the strange arrows attacked, although they blew off his right arm, the important organs on the right side of his body escaped unharmed, only losing a considerable portion of his shoulder.

However, the wound had a strange power that restrained the recovery ability of a Gold Core cultivator. It continued to erode him from within, aggressively and ruthlessly. Even if he could bear the pain, hastily cutting away the flesh and bone at the wound, he still couldn't get rid of it. It was destined that this power would corrode him until his complete death.

He was doomed!

Duke Bo's face turned pale, his heart as lifeless as ashes. Despairingly, he cut at the flesh contaminated by that mysterious power, as if he was madly self-mutilating. He had already gone insane, and he didn't even notice that the assassins had slowly surrounded the huge pit created by the exploding arrow.

However, upon seeing his current appearance, the assassins looked at each other in confusion.

Their mission was considered successful. Duke Deng was clearly dead, and not even a trace of his remains was left. But what should they do next?

It wasn't until the cavalry in the distance charged towards them like madmen that someone finally reacted and no longer felt lost. "Run!"

Yes, run!

They had already completed their mission, even surpassing expectations. At least many of them had survived. Why not use the lives they had luckily salvaged for greater endeavors?

In the Great Tang Xian Dynasty, there was more than one duke who was a beast!

The assassins became active again. Although some of them died under the hooves of the pursuing cavalry, more people were filled with joy and a desire to survive. They scattered and fled in a sorry state, but they were also filled with new hope.

Not long after, the army outside the city finally surged into the city like a tide. However, they could no longer catch up with the fleeing assassins, who were heading towards the future with their steps.

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