Chapter 331: Be afraid, for death is already flying!
Six of the Eight Great Elders of the Sacred Cult died from six arrows, and no one even had time to see the killer.
The pigeons delivered messages of their deaths one after another, Master Nangong was furious.
In less than 24 hours, he lost six of the Holy Cult's strongest semi-supreme experts. Their position in the Central Plain was not shaken. It's over. There was no one else to hold the position.
«Boom!»
The stone table shattered from the blow of the palm.
“Creature! I'll kill him! That's scum!”
“Master, this report indicates that he was riding a divine bird!” exclaimed the first-class elder, getting down on one knee.
Nangong shook his whole body and suddenly roared:
“So it was the Sword God?! But how? Shouldn't he be protecting Huashan? How could he appear at our bases and dare to kill our elders??!”