941: C941 Deep Enemy Camp

C941 Deep Enemy Camp

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that other than knowing how to drink and do business, that fatty Guglas was even good at gathering intelligence! The intelligence gathered by him is exactly the same as what we've seen! You even know the exact location of the tents these Emperor Soul Battle Group soldiers are stationed at, so you shouldn't be too precise. "

Xu Yang couldn't help but praise Guglas a little. Lee Siteh and the others beside him also curled their lips in disdain.

"That's about it!"

Although everyone was teasing Guglas, deep in their hearts, there was no one who didn't respect him. After all, if he really was a useless person, then he didn't have the qualifications to join Xu Yang's team.

Very quickly, after observing the situation, Xu Yang decided that according to Guglas's intelligence report, the six tents with blue flags, should be the main tents of the strongest leaders and members of the invasion forces of Emperor Soul Battle Group.

"Listen to my orders, leave the three tents in the middle to me. Distribute the other six tents by yourself. Remember, do not alert the enemy with my words. If you do not feel that there is a better chance, wait for me to support you."

"Don't worry boss, we won't let you down."

With that, Pulang Sith and his wife were the first to take action. They locked onto the core tent with a blue flag on it, which was the closest to their hiding spot.

It could be seen that this couple excelled in using bewitching tricks. Mrs. Jessica was graceful, her figure sparkling with an enchanting radiance as she strode into the tent.

Sure enough, this powerful spirit cultivator in the tent was wearing a blue battle armor. When he saw Jessica swagger into his tent, not only did he not immediately become alert, the moment he looked Jessica in the eyes, he immediately fell into a bewitched state of mind.

It was worth mentioning that as a member of Glory Force, Jessica's most powerful method was to bewitch people's hearts. As long as they met eyes with him once, all the spirit cultivators under the same level as him would automatically sink into a state of confusion.

As for the so-called mental confusion, it meant that he had lost a certain degree of his ability to fight. All of his attention would be focused on Mrs. Jessica, attracted by her beauty.

This way, Mrs. Jessica would be able to have the most powerful advantage. No matter if she went deep into the enemy camp or confronted him on the battlefield, as long as they met eyes with each other, this guy would definitely be suppressed.

As expected, right after Mrs. Jessica succeeded, Pulang Sith, who had been preparing to leave the tent at the same time, immediately rushed into the tent.

Pulang Sith had a well-known hobby, which was to eat oranges.

At the same time, he also merged his unique spiritual technique into Cheng Zi. He suddenly took out a sweet orange from his bosom, used his dagger to rapidly cut off the sweet orange's flesh, and then stuffed the sweet orange into the mouth of this fierce and powerful cultivator.

"Eat this, my brave warrior. Eat this orange. Tonight, you are mine."

Jessica's charming voice appeared again. The members of the most powerful Emperor Soul Battle Team had long been enchanted by her and had completely fallen into the gentle embrace of this couple.

At the same time, Ling Yao, who had chosen a nearby tent, also didn't disappoint him.

This girl's fighting techniques were much more brilliant. Using her own incomparably powerful sword Qi, she instantly pierced through the tent's exterior and directly pierced through the corresponding enemy commander.

The person in the tent was originally resting. He never thought that someone would attack him in the middle of the night.

At the same time, Ling Yao had also condensed an incomparably powerful ice-blue colored sealing aura within her sword light.

As long as she was hit by the dagger's radiance, anyone below her cultivation level would be frozen in an instant.

Not only was his body frozen, but even his spiritual force was falling into a deep sleep as well.

After they had succeeded, Ling Yao immediately rushed into the tent and captured this fella.

In comparison, Lee Siteh's methods were much more exaggerated.

With one hand holding a wine cup and the other playing cards, he swaggered into the third tent.

In the tent, there were four people.

Three people stood and sat alone. Without a doubt, the middle-aged man sitting on the left bank in the middle was one of the enemy commanders. The three guys who were reporting the work were clearly much weaker than the one sitting in the middle.

Lee Siteh greeted the four of them in a friendly manner: "Hey, do you guys want to play cards? "Let's fight one at a time and think about it with our lives!" Who are you? How dare you barge into our camp! "Take him down!"

Without a doubt, the powerhouses of the four enemy teams in the tent would immediately release their totems to capture Lee Siteh.1

However, never in their dreams did they expect that the card in Lee Siteh's hand was much faster than the speed at which they released their respective totems.

In just a split-second, Lee Siteh waved three to four yellow cards in his hands and inserted them into the bodies of the four people in front of him.

"Heh heh heh, what I hate the most is people blabbering in the game of cards.

Look at the looks on your faces, you must be the people with the worst brands.

Then, regrettably, accept my punishment.

In the next moment, Lee Siteh switched to a red card and gently threw it on the ground.

In that instant, the red card began to burn. However, the flames were not as hot as normal flames. Instead, they emitted a light red light that was only a small ball of flame. However, although this flame was not very strong, the power to burn everything he possessed was not something that anyone dared to underestimate.

In just a single exchange, these dark red flames, which were the size of a palm, shot towards these three relatively weak fellows. In front of the motionless leader, these three most capable men were burnt to ashes.

The pitiful leader was completely immobilized, but he did not lose his consciousness or his five senses. He could only watch helplessly as the three of them were reduced to nothingness. He was even more afraid of the purplish-red flame.

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