บท 1422: Poisoned Tea

The Xiu Clan old man stood up quickly, but fell even faster.

Feng Xing didn't pull out his longbow. Instead, he pointed at that Xiu Clan old man and released a sharp stream of arrow power, causing a shrill swishing noise. The arrow power stream struck into the widely opened mouth of the Xiu Clan man, penetrated his neck, and sent his short and scrawny body a long distance away.

The other Xiu Clan old men attempted to scream, but a faint shadow flashed across the air. Carrying a large club, Yuan Li gave each of them a heavy strike. Yuan Li hit them too hard, that quite a few of them were smashed into meat pies, stuck on the ground.

The expressions of the rest of the small number of guards left in the castle changed immediately. Before they pulled the alarm, tens of elite Eastern Wasteland archers in the crowd pulled open their bows and released their arrows, nailing the guards on the wall.