Suddenly, a shadow shot out from the dead woods and attacked a soldier on the periphery.
Wu Hou was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he swung his broadsword down in an instant. A flash of sword light passed below, and the afterimage was instantly broken in the middle.
Zhou Zhilu and Wu An rushed to the scene, picked up the afterimage on the ground and saw that it was actually a white silk thread.
"Is this... Baisi?"
However, at this moment, dozens of afterimages suddenly shot out from all directions.
Wu Hou attacked one after another, but there were too many of them, and it was impossible for him to defend from all directions with his own strength.
From time to time, the screams of soldiers could be heard, and Wu Hou was so angry that his face turned red instantly.
Zhou Zhilu and Wu An were also resisting, and as they swung their weapons, countless white threads flew into the air.
Suddenly, Wu An on the side screamed in surprise.
Zhou Zhilu quickly turned his head and saw that the white silk thread had pierced Wu An's arm and wrapped around his body, instantly pulling Wu An into the dead woods.
"An'er!" Wu Hou in the sky opened his eyes wide with anger when he saw this.
However, at this time, Wu Hou was protecting the entire camp. If he left, the five hundred soldiers would suffer heavy losses!
Zhou Zhilu immediately shouted, "My Lord, leave Brother An to me. You protect the others!"
After saying that, he immediately chased in the direction where Wu An disappeared.
His feet exploded with speed, and the two swords in his hands spun continuously, blocking the oncoming white silk.
As Wu An's voice got closer, Zhou Zhilu finally caught up.
The hidden flame in his left hand was instantly thrown out and landed in front of Wu An.
With a loud bang, flames erupted and the white silk thread wrapped around Wu An broke instantly.
With the help of the light of the flame, Zhou Zhilu also saw the green-faced ghost face at the end of the silk thread.
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