C221 (1/2)

After more than ten rounds of arrow rain, less than 10% of the disciples are still standing.

”Kill

The mountain roared like a tsunami from the cliffs on both sides.

The disciples of the hall of ten thousand poisons swarmed in and rushed down.

They were in high spirits and spirits at this time.

The disciples of Zixiao Pavilion and Tianxuan gate who are still alive are all panting and tired.

Xia Qingxue and others have been following Yan Lingfei, protected by Yan Lingfei, and did not die in the arrow rain.

When they saw the enemies all over the mountains, they turned pale and their legs trembled.

Yan Lingfei to the side of Xia Qingxue and other humanitarian: ”you follow me, I protect you.”

”Dang Dang... ”

After the military handover, Wandu hall immediately gained the upper hand with its fierce poison attack and vigorous momentum.

There was another howl, and the few disciples of Tianxuan gate and Zixiao Pavilion fell down again.

At this moment, there are less than 50 living disciples.

Qiu Changlao's eyes are red and his blood is thick. Seeing that so many disciples of his sect died in the hands of the ten thousand poison hall, his anger burns his chest at the moment.

”You all die for me!”

Qiu Changlao's cultivation of creating an environment was all released, and his spiritual power came out of his body like a raging wave, which directly knocked dozens of disciples of the ten thousand poison hall to the ground.

”Hum!”

The Deputy master of the hall of ten thousand poisons is still at the top of Xuanji cliff. He looks at Qiu Changlao, who is rampant below, and snorts coldly. Then he glides down from the sky like a bat.

He stretched out a light finger and pointed to elder Qiu.