Chapter 134: Ming Disciple Dao
Ming Tudao was extremely cold, and the chill brought by the late night made the sweat on Yan Wuyi's cheeks gradually condense, and the sharp pain was suppressed by the spiritual power that was slowly quenched, and the broken internal organs also improved slightly under the blood in his body.
"Woo Woo ......"
Hundreds of piercing sounds pierced through the silence of the night and burst towards the surface of the lake.
At this time, with Ji Xiao's order, the Longmen warrior decisively released the crossbow in his hand, and one after another arrows like horizontal light seemed to swallow the surface of a lake.
"Retreat!"
Yuan Yujiang's hands were quick and quick, and he suddenly urged Fengsheng Ding Shengwei to drink, and the light rolled in for a while, and the long blue light was like a round of blue moon rising, swirling endlessly on the surface of the lake.
The Nine Disasters Warriors were all prepared, retreating to the center of the lake one by one, or diving at the bottom of the lake.
"Boom ......"
Feng Sheng Ding rose up, quickly turning into a light curtain that blocked the poisonous arrows, and when the poisonous arrows sent by the crossbow hit it, it made a terrifying explosion in the air.
Then the waves splashed and the lake rolled up.
"Ji Xiao Baishan, are you two trying to lead the battle?" Zhang Xuan said coldly.
In his palm, he carried two clouds of blue and dark light, and when Fengsheng Ding bloomed the power of the spiritual weapon, he burst out and rushed straight towards the Longmen martial artist on the shore.
The Longmen warrior who was besieging with a crossbow felt the violent power contained in Lan Mang, and couldn't help but take two steps back, gathering momentum again and firing arrows.
Several people in Longmen fired hundreds of arrows, and the poisonous gas was heavy and murderous.
"Don't talk nonsense, you have to pay some price for trespassing on the Ming Dao. Bai Shan's grim face raised an evil smile, and he shot a hidden arrow at Zhang Xuan's head.
The arrow is like a dragon and a snake flying, and the spiritual momentum of the origin is whistling, drawing a long trajectory in the air, and its momentum is extremely fierce.
"Boom!"
Zhang Xuan is also not good at stubble, a fish-scale sword on his waist was pumped smoothly, and the sword momentum that was almost Lingyuan went crazy, and when he provoked the lake to splash, it was connected with the white cedar sleeve arrow, and the two forces exploded.
"Bang Bang ......"
Although the momentum of the sleeve arrows disappeared, the poisonous arrows sent out by the Longmen crossbow were immediately shot into the lake, and the poisonous breath spread between the splashes.
"Poisonous breath devours souls, if the Nine Disasters Martial Artists delay in the lake any longer, I'm afraid they will all have to die in it. ”
Yan Wuyi, who was hidden on the side, was secretly happy in his heart, the spread of the poisonous breath was extremely fast, and it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye and it was eroding towards the Nine Martial Artists.
Although the Fengsheng Ding suspended in the air could block the arrows that shot directly, it could not block the poisonous breath on the arrows, so it was inevitable that the Nine Disasters Warriors would rush ashore.
The exchange of two sides was about to break out, but it left him a chance to escape, and then he raised two weak qi to support his empty body, and quietly retreated to the dark shadow.
I didn't expect that the Longmen warriors would make a big move, and directly use poisonous arrows to kill the people of the Nine Calamities, and the current situation can be regarded as beneficial to him.
"Broken Soul Fall, suffered, hurry ashore!"
Yuan Yujiang's face turned pale in an instant, and he looked at the dark purple poisonous breath that invaded from all directions, and suddenly felt bad in his heart.
"Ahh
As soon as the words fell, some of his subordinates were contaminated with poisonous breath, and the hand holding the sword was actually destroyed by the broken soul and turned into white bones, and in an instant, it was a sign of vitality dissipating.
"This Broken Soul Fall is the top three strange poisons in Changxia City, devouring people's bones and devouring spiritual essence, just a drop of it can also kill the Heavenly Vein Martial Artist......" Zhang Xuan said solemnly, and then patted the surface of the lake first, and his body rose straight up like a flying fish, soaring into the air.
"Quick!"
Yuan Yujiang followed closely, pushing with one palm, and led Feng Shengding to rush towards the shore, his ears filled with the sound of whistling poisonous arrows.