However, even though she knew that there was a lot of danger, she could not give up. Her grandfather's kind smile and Zihan's dependent gaze emerged from her heart. She slowed down slightly, raised her sword, and injected the holy energy with all her might.
"Preparation!" On the city wall, the elder of the Du family also raised his long sword.
His eyes were blood-red, full of hatred and murderous intent. When the holy magic arrows shot out at the same time, it was when he took action.
At this moment, a figure rushed out and stood in front of Gu Fenghua.
Immediately afterwards, the second, the third, and the fourth...
Luo Enen and others stood in front of her one by one, and everyone was so resolute.
"Fenghua, you go first." Luo Enen shouted loudly.
"Please ask you about the matter in the capital." Lu Zixuan said calmly.
At this moment, Gu Fenghua's heart was almost overflowing with emotion and sourness.
There is no doubt that Luo Enen and others made the most correct decision. Gu Fenghua is the strongest and has the most hope to rush out of Qingxia Pass to the capital in time. If Gu Fenghua is gone, even if they can rush out.
Qingxia Pass may not be able to rush back to the capital before the ceremony of the throne. Even if they arrive in time, if something happens again, they will be completely powerless.
But, was it really like watching them die like this, watching their best friend die! Gu Fenghua's hand holding the sword was shaking slightly, and his heart was cramped.
"Swoosh!" A sharp roar broke the silence of the city.
No one ordered yet, why did anyone take action? Could it be that some archer was under great psychological pressure? Gu Fenghua looked at the elder of the Du family on the top of the city in surprise, but found that he was also surprised.
Although Du Tianding had a different intention, he was well-deserved as a famous general. All the soldiers guarding the pass were tempered into steel. Without his orders, he would never take action, and he would not be able to fail. What was going on with this arrow?
Before the Du family could figure it out, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. A long dark arrow shot from behind and passed through his heart. The holy energy sealed in the arrow burst out instantly, blasting his heart.
Crush.
Elder Du stared at the cold arrow point on his chest, turned over and fell down from the city tower. Until then, nine red holy beads flashed between his eyebrows.
The dignified master of the Ninth-level Soul Saint died in an unknown way.
Logically speaking, although the power of the Holy Dharma Arrow is not small, it is not as easy as shooting a master of the Ninth-grade Soul Saint, but all his divine thoughts are concentrated on Gu Fenghua, waiting for the fleeting moment.
I never expected that someone would attack the scene with the holy magic arrows, without any warning at all.
The sudden change suddenly appeared, and Wu Donghai and others were stunned again. The holy archers who were holding the bowstrings tightly were ready to take action at any time were also confused and didn't know what to do.
More than one elder of the Du family. After a brief shock, another elder of the Du family reacted and ordered an arrow to be fired without hesitation, but before he could speak, "Swoosh, swosh, swosh..."
The rain of arrows had already poured towards the wall building, and the first ones were the Du elites holding the Holy Dharma Bow.
Although these people hold sharp weapons, their cultivation is not too high. Except for a few soul saints, most of them are only Dharma saints and even Fighting saints.