章 1227: Fighting The Pagoda

Wang Yu was like an immortal who had been through tribulation. After getting struck down by the lightning bolt from the heavens, he finally gained some preliminary understanding of the attacks of the magical pagoda.

After getting back up, Wang Yu executed his Qing Gong to enter one of the houses without hesitation and at the fastest possible speed.

"F*ck…"

Looking at the mirages left behind by Wang Yu's run, the players on the pagoda gasped. Was he a Pugilist or an Assassin?

After Wang Yu suffered that blow from the pagoda, the rest of the Quan Zhen Sect gathered back together. Everyone stared at each other in the eyes, looking dazed.

Their advisor was dead from the very first attack from the enemy and their main force, Wang Yu, had been struck into great despair by the enemy's three lightning bolts.

At this moment, everyone from the Quan Zhen Sect stared at the cannon on that tall pagoda with fear in their eyes.