Ding Ling had no reason to spare this group of Yellow Turban Thieves.
He took down the Six-Stone Bow, plucked three arrows from the quiver, and gave Diao Chan a glance.
Diao Chan nodded, and the Fish Guts Sword slipped out from her sleeve.
With a swift step, Flying Swallow Technique and Rouyun Saber Technique unfolded simultaneously, akin to a snake-like movement, she dashed gracefully like a lightning bolt, accompanied by the sound of swooshing past the ears.
The Fish Guts Sword was already stained with blood!
That very instant.
Diao Chan simultaneously took down three guards, her swift movements truly decisive and extremely deft.
Ding Ling quickly rushed in as Diao Chan opened the tent's entrance for him.
He barged in.
Before Liu Pi and the other commanders could shout.
He released the already drawn bowstring.
Thwack! Thwack!
