From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 324: The Assault in the Dark Night (3)

Just as Tang San thought, those black shadows really stopped after Leng Zhiying died.

Tang San wiped the cold sweat from his head, took a long breath, and his legs began to tremble. For some reason, the girl gave him the feeling that she was several times stronger than the Ghost Douluo he had met before.

Unfortunately, her combat experience was not even close to Ghost Douluo's, otherwise she wouldn't have fallen for his trick.

Walking slowly to Tang Hao and looking at him who was still trapped in the illusion, Tang San couldn't help but frown. The owner of the skill was dead, so why would the skill continue?
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind Tang San again:

"Hey, do you want to save your father? But your little tricks may not be enough~"

Tang San turned around suddenly, and what came into his sight was Leng Zhiying, but this time, she was not alone, but three identical figures standing together, even their expressions and movements were the same.

"Illusion?" Thinking of this possibility, Tang San's face suddenly turned pale. The King of Hell's Post was his trump card. If he only defeated one of the opponent's illusions, he would definitely die this time!
But he had clearly confirmed with the Purple Demonic Pupil before that the other party was undoubtedly the real person?
This can only mean one thing, the opponent's illusion is far beyond the ability of his Purple Demon Eye to see through.

“Are you wondering why you can easily see through my illusion but can’t see through my phantom body?” Leng Zhiying seemed to have seen through Tang San’s thoughts, hugged his shoulders and laughed: “Of course I let you, if not, how could I use a small clone to trick you out of your trump card?”

After Leng Zhiying said this, Tang San not only did not understand, but became even more confused. The other party was obviously a Titled Douluo, so why was he so cautious of a mere Soul Sect like him?
"Okay, I know you won't choose the decent one, so I can only help you die in an inglorious way!" Leng Zhiying stretched out her hand, and a blood-red sword appeared in her hand. Then, without any more words, she activated her martial soul. Nine soul rings of yellow, purple, black, and red rhythmically moved around her. Behind her, she also grew a pair of scarlet bat wings. From the overall perspective, she looked like the legendary vampire.

Leng Jiying did not underestimate Tang San at all. Her eighth soul ring suddenly lit up, and a terrifying energy was injected into the sword in her hand. Then, the wings behind her moved, and the whole person flew up.

Leng Zhiying looked down at Tang San who was trying to wake up Tang Hao on the ground, and shouted coldly: "Eighth soul skill, Devouring Moon and Deep Abyss Break!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the long sword in her hand glowed brightly, and the moonlight in the sky was obscured. After a brief period of gathering strength, Leng Zhiying slashed out dozens of swords in succession without hesitation, and the overwhelming sword energy rushed towards Tang San.

Tang San knew very well that he could not withstand such a terrifying killing move. The only way to survive was to wake up Tang Hao.

But Tang Hao is still in the illusion and shows no signs of waking up.

"Father, I'm sorry!" Tang San gritted his teeth, then took out the Zhuge Crossbow and shot several arrows at Tang Hao.

With the lethality of Zhuge Crossbow, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to break through Tang Hao's body protective qi. The damage done by the Zhuge Crossbow on him is almost like a mosquito bite.

But even a mosquito bite would attract people's attention. Tang San hoped that this series of attacks could successfully help Tang Hao wake up.

Just as the sword energy was about to kill him, Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, raised the hammer in his hand, flew into the air, and rushed towards the sword energy.

"Haotian's incarnation!"

Although Leng Zhiying's moves were extremely strange, her soul power was still somewhat inferior to Tang Hao's. The control of this illusion was inherently fragile. Even with just a little bit of external stimulation, Tang Hao would wake up easily.

"Xiao San, take Xiao Wu and run!" Tang Hao's deep voice rang out in the air. At this moment, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was already big enough to cover the sky and the sun, and it blocked all of Leng Zhiying's attacks.

When the martial soul is in the form of its true body, if the martial soul is damaged, the soul master will also be hurt. Even though Tang Hao has profound skills, he could not withstand the blow in a hurry and spit out blood.

Tang San looked at the densely packed Shadow Guards around him and couldn't help but feel a little scalp-numbing, but at this point, the only way out was to break through!
He took out a rope from the soul guide and quickly tied Xiao Wu behind his back. Tang San then took out two Zhuge crossbows and shot at the approaching black shadow man.

Although the black shadow man has reached the realm of Soul Emperor, he is not even a little bit inferior to a Soul Master. He does not have soul power at all, and naturally has no soul skills or protective qi. His physique is not very strong either. His overall defense is only comparable to that of a low-level Soul King. His attack method is also relatively ordinary, and he can only rely on the weapons he creates to attack Tang San.

Therefore, Tang San was not afraid at all. Among the hidden weapons, the Zhuge Crossbow was the most suitable weapon for this situation. The arrows were made of fine steel and had an extremely sophisticated manufacturing process. In fact, it was not much different from the firearms sold by Leng Xiyao.

Although the black shadow man is made up of resentment, the energy that maintains the functioning of the body is essentially concentrated in the head and heart. When the head and heart are hit, these energies will dissipate, and the whole person will turn into a wisp of black smoke and disappear into the air.

After figuring out this pattern, Tang San was no longer afraid. With the help of the Blue Silver Grass, he swinged onto a big tree, and then he used the Ghost Shadow Step at full speed to fly quickly through the woods.

The speed of the black shadow man was also extremely fast, not inferior to Tang San, but every time someone approached, Tang San would suddenly throw out a large number of hidden weapons. Even if he could not guarantee to kill him, he could at least keep his distance.

Thanks to Tang San's forethought, his soul guide stored many assembled Zhuge Crossbows. Now he only needed to keep replacing them and use them with the Purple Demon Pupil, just like he had turned on the auto-aim cheat, constantly killing the black shadows and archers lurking in the dark ahead.

After running several thousand meters, Tang San broke out of the encirclement. The black shadows did not receive any further instructions from Leng Zhiying and did not continue to chase him.

Seeing that he was temporarily safe, Tang San found a quiet little pond and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang San did not relax. He first fed Xiao Wu a pill, then fetched a bowl of water from the small pond, drank it all after confirming it was non-toxic, and then took out the Zhuge Crossbows whose magazines had been emptied and reassembled them.

Planning ahead is the creed he has always adhered to, and it is this mentality that has allowed him to avoid disaster time and time again. Although those black shadow men are not as powerful as they seem, their numbers are there. If there are not enough Zhuge Crossbows to kill them, they will certainly be powerless if they are surrounded.

(End of this chapter)