C220 Attacked
C220 Attacked
"You guys are really lucky."
Mu Yu looked at the few disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sect who were guarding him in West Wind City and said in a flat tone.
"You still dare to say that?! We are really unlucky. Because of you, we have been guarding this place, and we can't go into battle to kill the enemies. A human head is worth a hundred Sect Contribution Points. Now, we don't have any contribution points left. "
These disciples of Heavenly Profound Sect were infuriated. Their hearts were filled with hatred towards Mu Yu.
"Ai, you really don't know what kind of people they are. If you all follow them, today will be the anniversary of your death next year."
Mu Yu shook his head. Then, he ignored them and returned to his room to sleep.
Xuanji Ya.
The deputy palace master of Myriad Poison Hall stood with his hands behind his back. His pair of sharp eyes swept below like a falcon.
Behind him was a dense crowd of experts from Myriad Poison Hall. Each of them held a giant crossbow in their hands.
The arrow on the giant crossbow was stained with purple-brown liquid, sinister and extremely terrifying.
At this time, tiny black shadows appeared in the sight of the vice palace master of the Myriad Poison Hall.
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curve up.
Finally, they came. All of you can stay here and live.
At this moment, the disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sect and Purple Cloud Pavilion had no idea about the crisis in front of them.
Each of them looked calm and relaxed.
When they arrived at the valley below Xuanji Cliff, Yim Lingfei's eyelids suddenly twitched and a bad premonition emerged in her heart.
"What's wrong with me?"
Yim Lingfei rubbed her eyelids and then raised her head. Both sides were steep cliffs.
Suddenly, she saw a black figure standing on the cliff with his hands behind his back.
Even though they were very far away, she could still feel a cold aura.
"Not good, there's an enemy!" Yim Lingfei immediately screamed.
"Enemies?"
"Where is the enemy?"
Everyone's heart tightened, especially those disciples who had left the sect for the first time. When they heard about the enemy, they panicked.
"They found us! Hurry up and release the arrows!"
The Deputy Palace Master made a decision without hesitation. Although this position was not the best, it would be too late if he did not release the arrows.
In an instant, the sky was filled with sword rain from both sides of the cliffs. It was dense and suffocating.
The crossbows used by the disciples of Myriad Poison Hall were all extraordinary grade. They were third-grade spiritual weapons with unparalleled power.
Under its enhancement, each arrow was extremely powerful, and it was impossible to guard against them.
"Ah! Ah!"
In an instant, wails filled the air. Not to mention the younger disciples with lower cultivation bases, even the older disciples with higher cultivation bases were unable to escape the rain of arrows that filled the sky.
As long as an arrow was shot, the disciples who were hit would instantly turn into a pool of blood.
It was obvious that every arrow was stained with the Purple Refined Green Miasma. With a slight touch, the entire body would corrode and turn into a pool of blood.
Under the rain of arrows, more than half of the disciples had died.
Elder Qiu was both angry and angry at the same time. Even with all his strength, he could not protect the few disciples. He could only watch helplessly as the disciples fell into pools of blood one after another.
What was going on?
Why was there an ambush from the Myriad Poison Hall here?
Suddenly, he remembered that Mu Yu had warned them this morning that there would be an ambush from the evil sect here.
He had been eager to achieve quick success at that time, and with Xi Luohui's explanation, he didn't want to believe it.
It had caused such a huge disaster.
Not to mention the disciples, even he would have to die here today.
When he thought of this, his heart was filled with regret and hatred.