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Chapter 48 Raid

 The full moon hung in the sky, and under the dark night, eight hidden figures moved forward cautiously.

Approaching the villa, Wang Chen reached out and pressed the button, and everyone quickly stopped.

Soon, at his signal, the eight people surrounded the villa according to the previously agreed upon plan, each taking their own positions.

Previously, the thermal imaging analyzer clearly determined the specific locations of the eleven people inside. At this moment, they were having a meeting in the living room on the first floor, and they happened to be caught in one fell swoop.

After everyone was ready, Wang Chen looked at the thermal imager in his hand again, and after confirming that it was correct, he nodded hard at Chen Jing who was not far away.

Chen Jing received the message and quickly stood up.

A silver war bow with wings like a flying eagle was slowly raised, drawing the arrow, setting the bow, and pulling the string in one go.

Accompanied by the clear "buzzing" sound of the bow, the slender arrow with a metallic color was level with the cold eyes, pointing directly at somewhere on the first floor of the villa.

This was his opinion.

Since it was a sneak attack, it was better to let him fire the first arrow.

With the instructions from the thermal imager, and relying on his own strength and archery skills, he can kill someone first.

The third level is not completely sure of killing in one hit, but the second level is absolutely no problem.

Wang Chen gave a false alarm, but he was surprised that Chen Jing was good at archery, and he agreed directly with his opinion.

The lack of a second-level man made him and Sun Qiaowei feel a lot less pressure. When the time came, he would hold off the two second-level men, and Sun Qiaowei would deal with the remaining one as quickly as possible, and then support Chen Jing.

This way the mission will be even more foolproof.



After finally confirming with Wang Chen that the position of the person inside had not moved, Chen Jing's eyes flashed, and the finger on the bowstring instantly let go.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

Without any hesitation, at the moment when the arrow was shot, the eight members of the team, including Chen Jing who quickly abandoned his bow, simultaneously performed the Sixth Form of the Army - Stepping. In the blink of an eye, they turned into eight afterimages and rushed towards the villa.

Some broke through the door or broke the window. The more powerful ones, such as Wu Haoyu, the burliest man, broke through the wall directly and hit everyone with a sword and flag, catching everyone off guard.



The third-level warriors of the Sword and Flag Society were describing the glorious future of the organization to their subordinates in high spirits. Just when they were getting excited, a scream suddenly sounded.

He, who was the most powerful, stared at him, startled, and just when he was about to speak, a ferocious black arrow penetrated the wall and accurately hit the head of a second-level warrior sitting next to him.

A hole as big as the mouth of a bowl penetrated his head, and he was immediately dead.

"Damn it! Enemy attack!"

He finally shouted out, but it was too late. Eight strange warriors suddenly arrived.

One of them had already rushed towards him with purpose, and saw a bright flash of snow-white sword light, like the first ray of sunlight after the dark night, magnificent, bright and breathtaking.

The leader of the Sword Club quickly came back to his senses before he could thank him. He straightened his expression, took a deep breath, and his whole body instantly expanded by three points. He clenched his five fingers, which were always wearing wild leather gloves, kicked his feet, turned his waist, and exerted force side by side.

An upright straight punch hit the incoming blade directly without any hesitation.

boom!

Centered on the clash of fists and sabers, invisible air waves instantly spread out in all directions, causing a scream like an eighth-level wind.

The leader of the War Flag Society, whose hair was flying wildly, felt a huge force coming towards him. He couldn't help but quickly stepped back with his left foot, and suddenly exerted force to resist it, keeping his body shape unchanged.

His face looked a bit ugly. In the moment of the fight, he had already seen that the opponent was only a second-level warrior, and as a third-level warrior, he had only been able to match the opponent with his previous attack. To be honest, he even suffered a bit of a loss.

Even now, his right hand that punched is still a little tingling and numb, presumably due to the opponent's special technique.

"Students from Jiangnan Military Academy?"

The person who came here was so young, so incredibly strong, and so talented. As he expected, he should be inseparable.

But a dead genius will no longer be a genius!

The leader of the Sword and Flag Society did not think about escaping. Leaving his back to the enemy was a very stupid thing to do.

There were not many incoming enemies, and the strongest ones were only three second-level ones. The most important thing he should do now was to kill the person in front of him as quickly as possible, and then quickly support the others.

He didn't believe it. Even though he was the best among the third-level players, he could not defeat the so-called second-level players regardless of the consequences.

He took a deep breath. His muscles were like a taut bow. Facing the sword lights with a halo as bright as the moon, he punched in succession in an instant. He could only hear the air around him roaring like a drum.



Chen Jing's eyes were full of solemnity. He looked at the side effects of the opponent's strong pressure and shock. He punched one after another like a madman, like a mountain pressing down on the top, making a series of explosions, forming an incomparable force of oppression, which was unstoppable.

The impact hit his sword screen.

After all, he has level three strength. After a head-on confrontation, he was so shocked that his hand holding the knife trembled a little.

After taking a small step back and then taking a breath again, Chen Jing thought that she had underestimated him before.

It's much stronger than the third level one I killed before, and it seems like it will take a little longer.

After taking the time to look at other fighting places, which were still in a state of anxiety, Chen Jing, who was relieved, stopped thinking about it and concentrated on dealing with the guy in front of him.

Even if you can withstand the shock force of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword seven or eight times, how can you still suppress it ten or twenty times?

That’s when it’s time to die!

Chen Jing, whose eyes were pregnant with thunder and storms, let out a loud scream, like lightning and thunder, and a violent and destructive aura erupted from his whole body. He clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, stepped forward with his right foot, and struck the iron fist with a powerful sword.

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Those who practice swordsmanship should act domineeringly, hold a brave intention, and wield a strong blade.

This move starts, there is no retreat!



Bang bang bang bang bang!

The two of them clashed head-on without any scruples, and the sound of the clashing of metal and iron directly overshadowed the sounds of everyone else's fighting. With the two of them as the center, the force blowing this time was extraordinarily fierce, hitting everyone around them, whether it was Chen Jing or not.

Both this side and the Sword and Flag Society had a tacit understanding to move the battlefield away.

"this……"

Wang Chen, who was able to handle the siege by two second-level warriors with ease, took the time to look at the two afterimages in the distance and was very surprised.

Judging from his current performance, that third-level swordsman and flag warrior is not ordinary. To be honest, I am not completely sure of defeating him. Thinking about it, I was a little overconfident before coming.

However, when I saw my junior student getting more and more courageous as he fought, I was surprised and a little sad. I was only at the first level at his age.

Why is he so fierce?

He may be considered a genius in the eyes of others, but what does he mean in front of this person?

Wang Chen, who was in a very complicated mood, still remembered the overall situation, and quickly looked away, turning his grief and anger into strength, and exploded with all his strength. The iron rod swept across the area, turning into afterimages, and instantly beat the two people in front of him into a state of embarrassment.

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