Their speed was astonishing, intent on pursuing victory and hitting the target while they're down, not giving the Extreme Fist Sect any chance to breathe.
Just at this moment, a sudden change erupted.
'Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!'
Hundreds and thousands of silver blurs, glinting with cold light, carrying sharp whistles, like a torrential storm, were frenzying towards the pursuers!
Upon closer inspection, each silver blur was a short silver needle.
Due to the sheer number, it almost formed a perfect silver curtain.
Leaving no chance for those beneath the curtain to evade.
"Ah!"
Only the sound of several agonizing screams could be heard.
Elder Yu, the two elders of the Miao family, although barely using heavy swords, shields, and armor to protect the crucial areas, had their limbs pierced by the silver needles.
"Not good, there's poison!" Elder Yu and the others' faces visibly turned black.
