[3] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 85.2 The Mystery of The Heavenly Divination Mirror

When Jiang Thirteenth finally realized something was wrong, the ghostly man had pasted himself close to him, and a big hand with distinct bones suddenly grabbed the fire bow.

The opponent hadn’t drawn his sword out, but Jiang Thirteenth’s feeling at this moment was thousands of times more shocking than when the tip of the saber brushed his throat.

Above the giant bow, the spirit fire poured back with a trace of numbness, into Jiang Thirteenth’s body, and there was no room for resistance at all!

Jiang Thirteenth realized that he seemed to have made a mistake——What the opponent was waiting for was precisely him contacting Tiandu with the jade token!

So…

The opponent is really not from Dong state!

Unfortunately, it’s already too late to realize it at this moment. There is no room for quiet thinking when facing the upheaval just now. He can only follow the usual practice and find a gap to report the situation first, so that Tiandu can react in time. And what the opponent caught was also precisely this loophole.

Jiang Thirteenth’s spirit platform was clear and bright, as if it had been overturned by a sudden clap of thunder.

At the next moment, the cold and heavy blade ran across his scorched and numb throat.

Jiang Thirteenth widened his eyes that still flashed with thunder flames and slowly fell backwards. When he fell to the ground, his head and body separated.

You Wuming glanced at the fire bow in his hand and then swept away lightly. He swept to the high platform next to the drill ground, then bent one of his legs and sat lazily on the edge of the high platform. He held the back of the bow with his left hand, and casually hooked up the bow string with his right index finger, then he squinted and flicked it with a banging sound.

A ray of fire shot straight into the field, and even the most valiant Second-in-Command instantly became a man in fire.

“Tsk.” You Wuming muttered to himself, “I’m really so talented.”

He slowly got up, his posture was extremely leisurely and lazy, but his action was very sharp. Along the swishing sound, the bright flames were repeatedly shot out. Just like how Jiang Thirteenth shot the underworld demons, he shot those troublesome Tiandu’s masters into a pillar of fire one after another.

The battlefield was in chaos, and no one knew where these flames came from.

The Tiandu army fought for a long time. Seeing that there was not much reduction in the team of five hundred people in front of them, their heart couldn’t help but feel a bad premonition.

Someone started to flee.

The Tiandu’s army is well respected, has high status, with very low risk and first-class cultivation resources. They rarely leave the capital. Usually, they only need to be responsible for the defense of Tiandu and there’s also a huge room for promotion. It can be regarded as a first-class good job. Over time, many officials and wealthy people naturally stuffed their children into the team, which is also human nature.

These children have high talent, good resources, rapid improvement in cultivation base, and high status in the army, but they have very little actual combat experience. Their mentality can collapse with even only a little shock. They are not in the same line as the You state’s soldiers who rolled out of the sea of blood.

They began to flee in all directions.

On the chaotic battlefield, You Wuming had to squint his eyes for a while to differentiate the opponent’s soldiers and his soldiers. They escaped from the crowd like this and became scattered living targets. You Wuming leisurely shot them into piles of flying ashes, leaving only the dark armor that was slightly oxidized by the immortal fire all over the ground.

Sang Yuanyuan on the arrow tower also exerted all her strength.

After the battle turned into the most intense situation, she no longer left any room. The sunflowers sprouted at the feet of the wounded soldiers and accurately passed the dense spiritual mist into their bodies.

The entire battle lasted about half a shichen[1].

The five thousand men brought by Jiang Thirteenth were all wiped out.

However, from the five hundred You state’s soldiers, more than four hundred survived. Looking at the corpses of the enemy everywhere, each and every one of them felt burst after burst of trance.

Things such as fighting alone against ten enemies have always existed only in the legends. This is really so incredible.

A soldier, who returned to his senses first, said: “If there is no timely treatment from Madam, I would have died seven or eight times already!”

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[1] one shichen: 2 hours.