Chapter 665

"Damned woman! Provoking us nonstop — you want to die that badly!?"

Tang Ruan said with a grin: "That's right. You can turn around and keep shooting me."

Xia Zhi's eyes flickered.

She saw that the wounds on Tang Ruan's body had stopped spurting blood. Though not fully healed, they looked as if they would be any moment now.

And the wound on her chest had already closed.

While running, she shouldn't have had time to take medicine — how could her life recovery be this strong?

But it didn't matter.

Xia Zhi suddenly laughed coldly: "Heh heh heh, your mother! You think we really have no way out? I was luring you into an encirclement! Hahahaha! Die for me — Squad One, all units fire!!"

Though her retreat had been a sorry sight, her movements now as she nocked and drew her bow were extremely professional and fluid.

At that moment, 15 female elves suddenly appeared in the surrounding trees, each with her longbow already drawn taut, their gazes locked firmly on Tang Ruan and the female soldiers.

Tang Ruan immediately used Provoke, but was still a beat too slow.

The 15 arrows from the trees and the 4 arrows from Xia Zhi's group flew at the same instant.

The arrow speed was still extreme.

The front-row female soldiers instantly became arrow shields, passively becoming the focus-fire targets.

Bang Bang Bang!

Thud Thud Thud!

The clash of metal and the dull sounds of flesh rang out together.

3 female spearmen took multiple arrows and were killed instantly. 2 female spearmen fell with heavy wounds, and another 4 female spearman suffered light injuries.

Xia Zhi clenched her teeth hard, releasing Provoke again: "Shoot! Shoot! Those women move too fast — we can't run a guerrilla fight, we have to kill them all right now!"

Tang Ruan provoked again: "Hehe, that's right — just shoot me!"

Xia Zhi immediately released: "Calm down, all of you! Shoot the soldiers, don't shoot that female hero — she's from the Xie Sect, she's very hard to kill, don't target her first."

Purple light flared again in Tang Ruan's hand: "What? Don't dare shoot me?"

Yellow light scattered from Xia Zhi: "Follow orders — fire on the enemy soldiers immediately!"

The female elves felt their nerves going haywire.

In just a few seconds, their moods swung wildly up and down.

One moment furious, the next calm.

But the arrows in their hands never stopped.

Swish swish swish swish swish!

Swish swish swish swish swish!

Half flew toward Tang Ruan, the other half toward the female soldiers.

Another 2 female spearmen were shot dead, and 2 more were heavily wounded.

But this was already the limit.

Tang Ruan and the remaining spearmen had already closed in.

Those 6 female archers also shot down 1 female elf and knocked 2 female elves out of the trees.

Melee combat began.

Finally, it was the female soldiers' home turf.

The female soldiers gritted their teeth, gripped their long spears tight, and struck without hesitation!

"That arrow you shot me hurt plenty — my turn now. Thrust!"

"Get down here! Thrust!"

"Run? Where can you run?"

Long spears pierced, screams rang out one after another.

The elves on the ground were quickly dealt with.

Several female spearmen quickly climbed the trees, forcing the elves up there to leap down and scatter.

The female archers were also coordinating with covering fire.

The battle's outcome was already a foregone conclusion.

Tang Ruan stared at Xia Zhi — Xia Zhi had taken 2 arrows, and the sharp pain while running meant she simply couldn't move fast.

But Tang Ruan was different.

Tang Ruan had also taken multiple arrows.

Running hurt even more than it did Xia Zhi — her sensory system was normal, and she felt the pain too, but at the same time she found it exhilarating.

So Tang Ruan's movement speed remained extreme, and she quickly caught up to Xia Zhi.

Tang Ruan's spear tip was already glowing red.

Xia Zhi sighed as if accepting her fate.

She had already done her best.

"Hehe, giving up? Thrust!"

Tang Ruan's figure flashed.

Xia Zhi closed her eyes and died.

"Phew~ so painful, so thrilling."

Tang Ruan pulled the arrows from her body and watched as blood once again streamed all over her.

If Qi Yue were here, she would surely think it was a waste.

She might even hold Tang Ruan and lick every drop of blood clean.

Tang Ruan rested for a few seconds, the wounds on her body recovering rapidly.

But those female soldiers had no such ability and could only recover slowly by taking medicine.

It had to be said, Jiang Die's female elves were indeed very strong.

In the end, several female soldiers were shot dead.

Originally there were 16 female spearmen and 6 female archers; now only 8 female spearmen and 4 female archers remained.

The casualty rate was nearly half.

If not for Tang Ruan playing dead the first time, they might really not have won.

Jiang Die's strength was indeed impressive.

Gu Qing thought so too at this moment.

After bidding farewell to Zhao Chi, she quickly caught up with the female saber-soldier squad.

Qi Yue also returned to the main force after killing Miao Yun.

After entering the woods, Gu Qing and Qi Yue were likewise ambushed by the elves.

Without Tang Ruan luring the enemy with her body, Gu Qing and the others were subjected to a fierce attack the moment they arrived.

"Fire, fire! Shoot those whores to death!!" Jiang Die's furious roar suddenly rang out.

23 elves suddenly appeared on several nearby trees.

Each of them drew her bow and fired.

Jiang Die in particular drew her long bow to the full, firing viciously at Qi Yue.

Just now, right in front of Jiang Die, Qi Yue had instantly killed Miao Yun and retreated unscathed.

This naturally ignited the fury in Jiang Die's heart.

But Qi Yue dodged swiftly; the arrow buried itself deep into the tree trunk.

The other elves each found a target; 23 arrows, like soul-binding chains, instantly killed or wounded 16 of the 20 female saber-soldiers.

Screams of agony rang out everywhere.

But Gu Qing had long been prepared.

She spread her arms wide, light blazing forth.

It covered the bodies of all the female soldiers.

Fortunately, only 6 were shot dead; the other 10 heavily wounded were quickly healed by Gu Qing, and the lightly wounded were even less of an issue.

At the same time, blood gushed from Gu Qing's palms, a mist of blood spreading.

The air turned pink.

The smell of rust permeated the surroundings.

The elves felt something was very strange.