บท 678: Eight Spirit Star

Dong! Dong! Dong! Three large arrows released by Jia Clan warriors bumped loudly against Gong Sun Yuan’s shield. The shield embossed with ghost portraits glowed brightly while the three hideous ghost portraits reached out from the shield, opened their mouths and let out a purely dark, gigantic mountain to fend against the three arrows. The arrows exploded, and the dark mountain slightly quaked, absorbing all the explosive force.

Tens of battle puppets rushed up together, reaching their sharp claws, poisonous thorns and fierce claws and teeth towards Gong Sun Yuan. Gong Sun Yuan was encircled, being attacked from every direction. He wielded the sword and raised the shield, slicing tens of battle puppets into pieces. But another dozens of puppets approached and launched a new wave of attacks that reached straight on his body.