The cold moon is like a hook, solitary and suspended in the sky, the night color is deep and solemn, there are many places where shadows stretch out and can't see five fingers.

  Outside the Zhaoling Grand Camp, four bandits patrolled in shifts around several mountain paths, occasionally holding up lanterns to look behind rocks and above trees, preventing enemy sneak attacks.

  However, their patrol seemed a bit slack, occasionally talking in low voices, with laughter that was quite obscene, as if they were discussing which sister had the best figure and skills among the camp prostitutes.

  It's also said that Zuo Ze was stationed at Xialing, and no one had ever attacked this place before. When he rose to the position of Waijing and became a powerful leader in the vast ocean, Xialing was even more a place where bandits trembled with fear, who dared to attack?

  So, after returning to the Xie Ling Great Camp, these bandits relaxed their vigilance and vented their accumulated pressure, not worrying at all that someone would steal into the camp. The so-called patrol was just a routine matter.

  Each group of patrolling team was led by a sharp-eyed leader, followed by three ordinary bandits in the Qi period. At this moment, when they arrived at a large tree, a young bandit with a clever appearance smiled and said: "Boss, I'll take a leak."

  "Damn it! Lazy sheep and horse, so much dung and urine!" The gatekeeper covered his nose with his hand and waved to the side, "Go away quickly, what bad luck!"

  A rustling sound came from behind the tree, and this leader smiled and said to his two remaining subordinates: "You're so young but already lost your physique. Listen to that sound."

  As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly found that a Buddhist knife had split out of the darkness beside him. In a place where there was nothing before, a Buddhist knife suddenly appeared and cut out!

  All of this seems so absurd and so terrifying!

  The leader was also a fierce man, facing this knife that had already come too late to dodge, he didn't flinch or avoid it, and instead swung his own knife down in a chopping motion. His repeated experiences of having his blade taste blood made him subconsciously make the most normal choice.

  But also just the most normal choice in ordinary circumstances.

  Ding!

  The horse's hooves were like gold and stone, but only cut off a horizontal arm that blocked the way. The sword cut off the head of the target, blood splashed out, dyeing himself red.

  This scene flashed by in an instant, happening so quickly that the remaining two horse bandits hadn't even had time to react before they saw their leader fall with his neck half-severed. Just as they were coming back to their senses and wanted to shout loudly, a figure dropped down from the treetops, a long sword inserted straight into one of the horse bandit's throat, stirring it around, while on the other side, another figure burst out from the rock crevices, his right hand plucking flowers, lightly brushing against the vital points of the horse bandit who had his back turned to him.

  The horse thief who returned after urinating saw such a scene and was suddenly frightened, trying to attract the attention of his accomplices in the camp.

  Then he saw the sword cut down, directly cutting off his own horizontal file blade, cutting himself off.

  Before falling into darkness, he vaguely thought to himself: "You all will die with me, Laozi is dead and you won't be able to live either. The camp must have heard my shout, huh? Why is it still quiet...

  Zhen Hui looked at the fallen Ma Fei with a puzzled expression: "Senior brother, why was he constantly whispering and muttering to himself?"

  Shouldn't this be a big deal? Why does it feel like I've been possessed by an evil spirit?

  "Maybe he has a sheep's madness." Meng Qi said with a serious face, coaxing Zhen Hui. After leaving the Wheel of Rebirth, his own Illusory Shape Technique had progressed rapidly, and in the past two days, he had gained experience from Tian Haiyuan, where one day was equivalent to one month, and it was almost complete. Therefore, with a full grasp of the technique, he could now use the same method as Duan Xiangyi, which was to disturb the senses, making the opponent's hearing "abnormal", thinking that someone was shouting loudly.

  Zhen Hui nodded and pointed at the only living person on the ground, saying in a proud tone: "Master brother, I caught one alive."

  "Well done, just in time to capture one and figure out the situation and layout inside the camp." Meng Qi praised Zhen Hui with a sentence, then dragged the captive to a huge boulder. Gu Changqing's eyes seemed slightly crazy as he threw down three corpses on the slope beside the path, covering up the most obvious traces, so that the person who could see far from the arrow tower in the camp wouldn't notice anything was amiss.

  After the giant stone, Meng Qi's eyebrows were tightly locked, his spirit was scattered outside, and he stared at the horse bandit in front of him with a deep gaze, opening his dumb hole: "Tell me about the layout inside the camp."

  The bandit was about to call for help, but as soon as he made eye contact with Meng Qi, he felt a strange sensation that seemed to draw his soul in, and he answered Meng Qi's questions in a daze.

  This is also one of the uses of the Phantom Shape Great Technique, although it can only be used on enemies whose realm is much lower than oneself, but it is a wonderful use, and it is an excellent choice for gathering intelligence.

  So, even if the effects of Phantom Shape Technique in all aspects are inferior to Half-Step Illusory Scene, for someone like Meng Qi who is at the same level, it's almost a divine assistance!

  "Little brother, this is the camp's food warehouse, inside are many barrels of oil. First find a long rope, soak it in oil, then pour the oil separately into these places. Next, use the oil-soaked rope to ignite them one by one, and then leave from here, circle around to there, hide over there..." Meng Qi drew a detailed map of the camp on the ground, carefully explaining his task and escape route to Zhen Hui, so as not to encounter any danger. "Understood."

  "Hmm." Zhen Hui's small face was very tight, extremely serious.

  Meng Qi turned to Gu Zhangqing and said, "The 'Evil Bookworm' Kang Zhi is a cautious person, his residence is right between the two seven-hole heads. Although I'm not afraid, I'm also worried that my two fists can't defeat four hands, so we'll hide nearby first, wait for the fire to start, the camp will be in chaos, and then rush straight into Kang Zhi's residence, using speed to beat slowness, and implement a beheading tactic."

  "Beheading tactics?" Gu Changqing subconsciously asked back.

  "It's to capture the leader first, Kang Zhi is then Luo Ju's military advisor, in charge of the camp. Only by capturing or trapping him can we prevent the chaos in the camp from recovering. At that time, one of the two top masters will definitely go to check on the fire and find out that something is wrong behind them, and they will turn back. With this opportunity, we can deal with the remaining top master and Kang Zhi at our leisure." Meng Qi explained in detail.

  "Fine, hand over Kang Zhi to me," Gu Changqing said with a gaze full of hatred.

  Although he opened fewer ear apertures than Kang Zhan, the difference was not too great. His own inheritance was not bad either. As long as he was willing to risk his life and hold on until Meng Qi defeated the seven aperture expert and came over, there was still a lot of hope.

  For those who are not afraid of death, what is there to fear about fighting for one's life?

  They avoided the arrow tower, and Meng Qi and the other two sneaked into the camp from another place. Zhen Hui went alone to the food warehouse which had almost no defense, while Meng Qi used his Phantom Shift Technique to bring Gu Changqing through the camp like a ghost, arriving at Kang Zhi's residence and hiding in the shadows.

  All the way, due to the existence of the arrow tower, several patrols were unable to avoid it, and the two relied on shadows and phantom techniques to deceive that group of lazy horse bandits.

  Because the camp had been peaceful for many years, Kang Zhi's residence was a well-built courtyard with carved railings and jade inlays, quite luxurious. The two courtyards on either side were occupied by two of the seven skilled fighters - Ze Luo kept his habit as a lone bandit from his past, having only women but no family members. When in camp, he would directly reside in the grand hall for discussions. His spoils were divided into three portions: one was transported to Harre and handed over to Crying Old Man; one portion was used for the cavalry and partly rewarded to subordinates; the remaining portion, like An Guo Xie, was secretly used to purchase properties and hidden away.

  After hiding in the shadows, Meng Qi signaled Gu Changqing to wait first, and he himself concentrated his spirit, wrapped his whole body, and carefully jumped onto the roof to confirm Kang Zhi's existence.

  "So late and still discussing matters..." Meng Qi found Kang Zhi sitting in the center of the courtyard, fanning himself and appreciating the moon while giving orders to his subordinates.

  "Let the news of the Gu family's affairs spread far and wide, so that everyone in the world knows that they are not outsiders, they have a home and a mouth, who dares to oppose us, this is the outcome." Kang Zhi said with a cold smile.

  This man was very famous and had distinctive features, so Meng Qi recognized him at a glance. At this time, hearing his words, he was furious and resentful.

  He suppressed his impulse, now it's easy to ambush and kill Kang Zhi, but it's hard to get away afterwards. So he returned to Gu Changqing's side and nodded to indicate that Kang Zhi was there.

  Two people waited quietly, patiently waiting, after a moment, suddenly a flame burst out in the distance, burning fiercely, and a "sharp" voice shouted loudly:

  "It's flooding! It's flooding!"

  Boom, the camp suddenly became noisy, as if countless voices burst out at the same time. Some bandits rushed to put out the fire, some were bewildered and lost, and others came over to ask for instructions.

  As Kang Zhi gave an order, the seven skilled men on the left side of the courtyard led some horse bandits to go and check, in case it was the enemy causing trouble.

  "It's now!" Meng Qi transmitted a voice into the secret, and then shouted a sentence to Gu Changqing. He then once again activated his Phantom Shape Technique, wrapping his spirit around his entire body, lightly jumping onto the rooftop. Gu Changqing closely followed behind him, also climbing up.

  At this time, due to the fire, Kang Zhi became very vigilant, and more than ten horse bandits surrounded him, some of whom were good hands with two or four eyes open, and under prepared circumstances, the effect of Fantastical Shape-shifting was limited.

  However, being able to lure away a top-notch assassin and create chaos was already satisfying enough for Meng Qi, who didn't mind not being able to launch a sneak attack.

  "A man must face things squarely." Meng Qi glanced at Gu Zhangqing, bared his white teeth, and suddenly pounced forward, slashing down with his knife, the blade gleaming dark red.

  Kang Zhi, who had long been prepared, took a step back, shook his fan and launched three dark lights directly at Meng Qi. Meanwhile, about ten horse bandits, led by several leaders with two or four eyes, charged forward to meet them.

  Meng Qi dodged the three hidden projectiles, but between him and Kang Zhi, a "human wall" appeared, flashing with cold light and sharpness.

  He charged forward with his feet non-stop, against a forest of horse knives and long swords. His left hand rose to protect his face and throat, then he crashed into the wall of blades like a heavy war chariot.

  Several of the bandits on the positive side only felt the knives and swords transmit a tremendous force, and they couldn't help but lean back. Then, to their horror, they saw that most of the horse knives and long swords were either blocked by his left hand or simply unable to penetrate the dark golden skin that had appeared on his body. Only a small portion managed to create wounds, with fresh blood flowing out, but even so, the wounds were not deep, as if the weapons had been firmly clamped by the muscles.

  "Kill!"

  Meng Qi let out a loud shout, his left hand pushing outward, while his right hand swung the Red Sun Suppressing Evil Knife in a fierce horizontal arc.

  Dark red flashes by, skulls fly up one after another, and fresh blood spouts out like a waterfall!

  The corpse fell down, and Meng Qi's face suddenly turned white, leaving only the enemies on both sides. He launched his Wind God Leg, shaking them off, and rushed towards Kang Zhi without caring about anything else.

  Seeing this sudden scene, Kang Zhi seemed a bit frightened and stared blankly at Meng Qi as he rushed over.

  A bright flash of knife light, Meng Qi's Red Sun Evil-Suppressing Knife blocked it, a strong force transmitted over, and he couldn't help but retreat a step back. In front of him appeared another grey-haired old man wielding a horse-slaying saber, who was the other one of the seven aperture experts.

  Seeing this, the remaining horse bandits rushed towards Meng Qi's back. Gu Changqing quietly fell into the courtyard, bypassed them and rushed straight to Kang Zhi.

  Meng Qidun stopped in his tracks and instead of retreating, he charged forward towards Qiangu High Hand.

  Dark red blade light rises, brocade red dust descends!