Chapter 48

As the man in black gave the order, all the assassins turned their attention to Feng Jueyu. In the open coastal grassland, dark-green darts, coffin nails, plum blossoms, willow leaf darts... countless hidden weapons rained down on Feng Jueyu, making him feel a chill between his teeth.

In the blink of an eye, I've become the target of everyone's arrows. This is going to be bad.

Fortunately, Feng Jueyu's skills were not weak. With the recent improvements to his meridians from the Life and Death Qi, his body's coordination had greatly improved. He performed backflips, rolling on the ground, and various light body techniques. Even so, Feng Jueyu could still feel the hidden weapons and darts whizzing past his face, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, I have some skills. Otherwise, I would have been turned into a sieve by now.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he heard an excited assassin shout, "Damn, this guy is a coward. Brothers, let's kill him."

Kill you! You're the coward...

Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth in anger. Just as he raised his head, another wave of hidden weapons flew over.

At this moment, the Mu family army responded. Zhao Hu stood a few meters in front of Feng Jueyu, his silver spear whirling like a windmill. The sound of clanging metal echoed as the two of them retreated several steps to block the second wave of hidden weapons, causing his tiger's mouth to tingle.

"Soldiers, listen to my command, Silver Spear Windmill Formation..."

Zhao Hu shouted, and the soldiers quickly stopped and withdrew, forming a swallow-shaped formation to shield Feng Jueyu behind them.

Then, four people rushed out from the formation and stood shoulder to shoulder in front of Feng Jueyu. Three more people leaped onto their shoulders, and so on, forming a triangular human wall at lightning speed, with Zhao Hu standing at the highest point.

Each person held a silver spear, rapidly spinning the spear shafts, instantly forming ten walls of windmills that completely blocked all the hidden weapons.

What a great formation. Feng Jueyu looked up and praised it. No wonder the Mu family army is invincible in battle. It seems that Mu Zhonghun not only has strict military discipline but also a very clever mind and a deep understanding of martial arts. To come up with so many formations with ordinary silver spears is truly remarkable.

The two wing generals were also rapidly changing their positions, always protecting Feng Jueyu behind them, which made him feel a bit moved.

After a fierce battle, both sides had suffered some losses. Due to Feng Jueyu's decisions and arrangements, the Gold and Silver Society lost nearly ten people, while the Mu family army, though mostly injured, had no one fall, giving them a temporary upper hand.

At this moment, the assassins had surrounded them, their formation becoming chaotic, clearly showing their anxiety.

It's no wonder they are anxious. After a night of trouble, they had set up an ambush to annihilate the Mu family army and then change into their clothes to board the ship. They never expected Feng Jueyu to appear.

Under Feng Jueyu's command, the situation reversed. Not only did they fail to annihilate the Mu family army, but they were also overwhelmed by a counterattack.

Calculating the time, the Shangguan family's cargo ship was about to arrive. If they couldn't kill these iron-blooded soldiers, tonight's operation would be a failure. How could they not be anxious?

The leader in black intended to break through the crowd, but Yang Huaiyi, knowing the consequences of letting a tiger into a sheepfold, was determined to hold him back, even at the cost of his own injuries.

This made the situation even more disadvantageous for the Gold and Silver Society.

At this point, they could only make a desperate move. The man in black thought and shouted, "Everyone, listen! At all costs, kill that coward. Damn it. Ninth, take ten men to the shore and ambush. Do whatever it takes to destroy the Shangguan family's cargo ship."

The order was given, and everyone sensed the tension. Several assassins quickly withdrew and rushed to the shore under the lead of a short man. Seeing the oil bottles in their hands, it was clear they were going to make a last-ditch effort.

Since they couldn't board the ship, they would burn it...

"They can't get through," Feng Jueyu shouted, standing in the crowd like an experienced general. "Zhang Long, find a way to notify the Shangguan family's cargo ship to be on high alert. Here is the capital of Tian Nan, they can't act recklessly. Send a signal to gather all the experts to suppress the rebels..."

"Send a signal."

The injured Zhang Long was taken aback, thinking to himself: Sir, there's no such signal.

Feng Jueyu was just talking nonsense to disrupt their formation and make them fear. Especially the phrase "Here is the capital of Tian Nan" was meant to remind them that they couldn't escape.

Seeing Zhang Long not moving, Feng Jueyu winked at him. The boy wasn't stupid and quickly understood, whistling loudly.

"Damn, kill them," the leader of the Heavenly Gang shouted, spitting out three cups of blood, his teeth gritted and eyes bloodshot.

However, with Feng Jueyu's threats and psychological warfare, the assassins' fear had already set in, and their attacks were not as sharp as before. Zhao Hu seized the opportunity, his eyes brightening, and with a fierce look, he suddenly stepped hard on the shoulders of the two people below him.

"Triple Thrust Wave..."

With Zhao Hu's low shout, the four people at the bottom of the human wall crouched and planted their iron boots three inches into the ground. Then, with a powerful push, they launched the three people on top into the air...

At the same time, the two wing generals leaped up, their silver spears sweeping the feet of the three people at the bottom...

The sound of thuds echoed as the human wall flew into the air, propelled by the sweeping force, the six people in the wall darted like arrows towards the assassins.

The silver spears trembled wildly, like snakes emerging from their dens. The spear tips of the three people at the back even emitted a faint golden ripple.

With the assistance of all the generals, their true qi was enhanced, and the spear waves were unleashed. This move was truly brilliant.

Feng Jueyu's eyes lit up as he heard the continuous sound of "puff, puff, puff," as several assassins were severely injured by the spear waves.

It wasn't over yet. Before the first wave of spear waves had passed, the two middle people used the same method to thrust their spears, creating a second wave, which was even more terrifying than the first.

By the time it reached Zhao Hu, the spear tip's power was enough to threaten experts at the Xuanwu realm, with an extremely shocking force...

The Triple Thrust Wave was the killing move of the Silver Spear Formation, specifically used for breaking through the enemy's lines. Although it seemed complex, everything happened in an instant.

From a distance, Feng Jueyu saw a large number of assassins fall, blood splattering into the sky, forming small clouds of blood mist that fell to the ground, and the cries of the assassins filled the air...

Indeed, it was formidable...

However, although the Triple Thrust Wave was powerful, it had a small flaw. If it couldn't kill all the enemies, the first few people would be exposed to the enemy's attacks due to exhaustion.

The few surviving assassins of the Gold and Silver Society saw this and pounced from the sides, seeing that Zhao Hu and his men were running out of strength. They converted all their true qi into attacks and roared as they charged at the six people.

"Save them..."

Feng Jueyu, seeing the situation, took out the golden needle pouch given to him by Li Yide, holding several golden needles in his fingers. He ran forward two steps and suddenly threw the needles at the assassins.

"Puff, puff, puff"

The Heavenly Needles could save lives and also hurt people. At this point, both sides were exhausted. Feng Jueyu, relying on his Life and Death Qi, rapidly circulated the life spirit in his body and finally unleashed his first terrifying slaughter in this world...

With a strange, fish-like gait, Feng Jueyu moved like a midnight ghost, quickly reaching Zhao Hu's side.

More than half of the assassins were injured by the golden needles. Although they managed to avoid the main acupoints in mid-air, the influence of the death qi greatly reduced their strength.

One of them, realizing he was doomed, intended to take Zhao Hu down with him. But at that moment, Feng Jueyu rushed forward, using the Thirty-Six Bone Locking Hands to grab the man's shoulder, and with a burst of true qi, shattered his collarbone.

Kicking the man away, Feng Jueyu didn't stop, diving into the grass around Zhao Hu, clawing at anyone he encountered, targeting vital points like the throat, temples, heart, and dantian...

Each strike was a single blow, but it was enough to take a life.

The assassins, though skilled, were already weakened by the spear waves and the golden needles. They were no match for Feng Jueyu, the ancestor of assassins.

After dozens of breaths, four more bodies lay in the grass, leaving both sides stunned...

"Is he an assassin too?"

The two Heavenly Gang leaders, who were entangled by Yang Huaiyi, were shocked. The few moves Feng Jueyu had just made were a perfect demonstration of killing techniques. How many years of killing experience did it take to reach this level? Damn, I underestimated him. He's a powerful assassin.

Seeing this, the two Heavenly Gang leaders finally understood why they had been losing. In Feng Jueyu's eyes, their ambush tactics were nothing. He knew the killers' methods too well. No matter how strong the ambush, it was useless under his watch.

Shocked, the two leaders knew the situation was hopeless. The Mu family soldiers had recovered and regrouped, and the grass was covered in blood, mostly from their side. They had no more will to fight.

At the same time, five large ships sailed up the river, their torches illuminating the Shangguan family's flag. The two leaders sighed in frustration, exchanged a glance, and jumped out of the circle.

"We've failed, retreat..."