With the hasty return of the Guardian Method, the guys who had fled far away with a blow just now also turned around.

Among these seven people, Xu Yang, whose martial arts cultivation is only second-rate, is no slower than the other six guys.

After all, he has the blessing of opening the eyes of the sky, and in this dark night, his perception of the surrounding environment is not comparable to others.

And during this time, as long as there is contact with the enemy, the agility potion and the berserk potion are poured into the stomach as if they don't need money.

Of course, this is not really a lack of money, and the resulting costs are really not small.

After all, these things worth five hundred taels of silver a bottle only have a total effect of two minutes.

A potion of rage during a fight, and a potion of agility when escaping.

In this way, it will cost 1,000 taels of silver at a time.

With such a huge amount of money, even if he still saved a little money before, Xu Yang still used it quite painfully.

You must know that his trip to the Hengduan Mountains did not even earn a tael of silver.

So until now, Xu Yang can only grit his teeth to maintain this state of losing money that only goes in and out.

Of course, in addition to the pain in the flesh, Xu Yang was not polite to the gang in front of him at all.

No, they had just turned around, and Xu Yang, who was in the lead, had already raised his hand and shot a silver needle at the opposite side.

The hidden weapon of the rainstorm pear flower needle is not only powerful, but also when it is launched, there is no major movement, and it is even more difficult to prevent when used in this dark environment.

You see, when the guys on the other side looked a little flustered, this puff of silver needles shot down several more on the spot.

Due to the slightly farther distance of Xu Yang's launch this time, those unlucky eggs who were at the edge of the effective range of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle did not die on the spot.

But the psychological pressure on those guys around him is much stronger than killing with one hit.

"Ah......h

"I've been tricked, help, help......"

Those guys who were shot by the silver needle were screaming so loudly that they scared the guys around them enough.

On the other side, the two dozen or so guys who had reached the first-class level with six martial arts cultivators, and the two dozen or so guys who attacked the arrows, at this time, tore a big hole in the defensive team of the White Lotus Sect cultists.

Defending on the spot, it's easy to say.

But in this hurry, it is extremely difficult to block the all-out attack of these guys.

The sneak attack team led by Xu Yang was just a bait to attract the attention of the other party.

These 20 guys are the main attacking force of the joint operation group.

The sneak attack team composed of six first-class masters, eighteen first-class middle-grade and first-class mid-grade peak realm masters, the destructive power caused to that group of White Lotus Sect cultists was not comparable to the sneak attack team led by Xu Yang.

In the case of the White Lotus Sect's rapid resistance, this team, which had gathered the top masters of the entire joint action group, quickly cut into the opposing team like a hot knife cutting butter.

Whether it is the knife falling in the hand, or the white knife entering and the red knife out, what it brings is a lot of casualties.

Those who are strong in martial arts can still resist for a while, but they can't organize an effective overall defense.

Because those guys who are weaker are really scared.

Seeing his companions around him, one after another, being slashed in front of him by this group of demons who suddenly fell from the sky, like cutting melons and vegetables.

Those who are weaker have evolved from the initial fright to the current terror.

Especially when Mo Xingjian, who rushed to the front, cut off the head of a White Lotus Sect cultist with his sword, and kicked this bloody head into the crowd opposite, several guys on the opposite side couldn't help but scream.

Those White Lotus Cultists who were struggling to resist really wanted to sew up the mouths of these guys.

Damn, what's the saying?

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.

These people are fighting to the death in front, and those guys can't do anything serious except to shake the morale of the army there.

If it weren't for the fact that they really couldn't make a move, and they didn't need the people of the joint action group to do it, those White Lotus Cultists who were struggling to support themselves would be able to turn around and give those guys who were shaking the hearts of the army a blow left and right.

Of course, it is far more than these few who have shaken the morale of the military.

When the thirty or so members of the joint action group who emerged from the mountains and forests on the left side of the road quickly approached them, some of the closest White Lotus Cult cultists actually turned around and drilled into the crowd.

They can see the toughness of the guys on the right side of the road.

In the blink of an eye, those guys who fell from the sky had already turned that side into a blood-splattered Shura field.

The guy who rushed over here is obviously not easy to get along with.

If they don't run, they will probably die in the next moment.

Dead friends do not die poor Dao, this first wave of the most dangerous attack, it is better to leave it to those companions who are not afraid of death to resist.

The Guardian Method, who had been overwhelmed by the successive sneak attacks, was almost so angry that he spewed out a mouthful of old blood on the spot after seeing this scene.

"Steady, fuck me, they don't have as many as us, even if we use pressure, we can crush them to death. The Protector, who was so angry that he was about to get angry, roared in a heart-rending rage as he ran forward.

But without waiting for the impatient Guardian to fill the defensive void on the left side of the road, those who were considered to be not afraid of death also quickly retreated.

You are not afraid of death, and your family is not afraid of death.

If there is still time to tear up with people at this time, these guys will definitely beat up those who retreat without permission.

If you enter your uncle, your life is your life, and our life is not life?

Seeing the entire line of defense on the left side of the road suddenly retreat, the Guardian was so angry that his whole face turned green.

The next moment, I saw him fly and flash to a guy who was about to drill into the pile, the long sword in his hand slashed forward, and a puddle of blood instantly gushed out from the other party's broken neck.

"Whoever the fuck dares to take another step back, this is his fate!" the Guardian angrily shook the bloodstained sword in his hand and shouted angrily.

At this moment, he was angry in his heart.

Obviously, the number of people on his side is more than twice as large as that of the other party, but why is this goddamn defense line like paper paste?

This move of guarding the Dharma before the battle really has a certain deterrent effect.

At least the guys who wanted to keep drilling into the crowd have stopped moving.

It's a pity that the deterrent effect of the guards in front of the Dharma Array is probably only so much. Take a look at the latest chapter of "I Open a Restaurant in the Martial Arts World" and read it for free for the first time.