When the black and white lights of He Tu and Luo Shu shone from the tent, Ji Hao had already sensed something.
As the lights flashed, Ji Hao clenched his fingers towards the tent. Essence sun fire condensed into an enormous hand and slapped on the leather tent. Instantly, the tens of layers of defensive spell symbol on the tent exploded like popcorns, and the thick leather pieces were instantly incinerated by the fire, exposing things inside the tent.
Tens of ministers of You Chong Family shouted out loud and rushed towards Si Wen Ming.
Si Wen Ming frowned slightly, waved his hands, and said in a deep voice, "I’m alright, don’t fuss! That assassin didn’t…"
But before he finished, three high-pitched swishing noises could be heard from a mountain hundreds of miles away. Three dimly glowing arrows flashed across the sky, diving towards Si Wen Ming in an unstoppable way.
One arrow aimed at the spot between his eyebrows and one aimed at his throat.