Landing in the Fantastic World

Chapter 221: A crushing situation

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

"Kill!"

A tsunami-like roar sounded from the cliffs on both sides.

The disciples of Ten Thousand Poison Hall swarmed over and rushed down.

Their morale was high at this time and they were in good spirits.

As for the disciples from Zixiao Pavilion and Tianxuan Sect who were still alive, they were all panting and exhausted both physically and mentally.

Xia Qingxue and others had been following Yan Lingfei, protected by Yan Lingfei, and were not killed in the arrow rain.

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

Yan Lingfei said to Xia Qingxue and others beside him: "You stay with me, I will protect you."

"Dang...dang..."

After the handover of troops, Wan Du Palace immediately gained the upper hand with its ruthless poison attacks and strong momentum.

There was another wailing and screaming, and a large number of Tianxuanmen and Zixiao Pavilion disciples fell down.

At this moment, there are less than fifty disciples alive.

Elder Qiu's eyes were red and bloodshot. Seeing so many disciples of this sect die tragically at the hands of Ten Thousand Poison Hall, the anger in his heart burned his chest.

"You all go to hell!"

Elder Qiu released all his cultivation in the Creation Realm, and his spiritual power emitted from his body like a turbulent wave, knocking all the dozens of Ten Thousand Poison Hall disciples around him to the ground.

"snort!"

The deputy master of Ten Thousand Poison Hall was still on the top of Xuanji Cliff, looking at the rampaging Elder Qiu below, snorted coldly, and then glided down from the air like a bat.

He stretched out a finger that exuded a faint light and pointed at Elder Qiu.

Elder Qiu also saw it, mobilized all his spiritual power, and struck him with a palm.

"Bang!"

After an explosion, Elder Qiu's body flew backwards like an arrow and hit the mountain wall.

Elder Qiu raised his right hand and found that there was dense black light in his hand. His whole body was corroded by the cold breath, and his body began to gradually lose consciousness.

"You are so cruel, you actually poisoned me." Elder Qiu looked at the deputy hall master resentfully.

The deputy palace master smiled contemptuously and said: "My Ten Thousand Poison Palace doesn't use poison, so why should it be called Ten Thousand Poison Palace?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the deputy hall master was like a ghost, and he flashed in front of Elder Qiu, raised his palm, and struck Elder Qiu's Tianling Cap.

Elder Qiu was completely unconscious at this moment, unable to stand up and escape.

Blood overflowed from his head, his eyes were lifeless, and he collapsed on the ground.

Elder Qiu's death made the remaining disciples of Tianxuan Sect and Zixiao Pavilion completely despair.

They have gradually lost the courage to resist. If they can surrender to save their lives, they will choose to surrender without hesitation.

It's a pity that there are no good people in Ten Thousand Poison Hall. With the action of the deputy hall master, Ten Thousand Poison Hall cannibalizes the disciples of Tianxuan Sect and Wudu Hall with an almost crushing force.

Yan Lingfei's beautiful eyes flashed with determination, and as light as a swallow, she flew in front of the deputy palace master and stabbed him with a sword.

The corners of the deputy hall master's mouth raised slightly, showing a look of disdain. He whipped up a strong gust of wind and struck with a palm.

Yan Lingfei immediately felt that his sword seemed to be piercing hard iron stone, and it was completely difficult to penetrate at all.

The deputy palace master said with deep ridicule: "Is Fairy Yan of Zixiao Pavilion just this weak? It's really disappointing."

After saying that, the power in his palm increased a bit again, and Yan Lingfei's body was knocked out by his palm power.

"The Annihilation Realm!"

Yan Lingfei's eyes were a little desperate, but he didn't expect that even the masters of the Annihilation Realm would be mobilized from the Three Halls of the Cult.