The Record of Righteousness

"The exit is just ahead, everyone, work harder!"

Wan Qing was in the middle and could vaguely see the light in the distance.

Everyone couldn't help sweating after hearing this and quickened their pace.

However, the closer they got to the exit, the more pungent the smell of kerosene became. Under the light of the fire, the walls around them looked smooth and wet.

When everyone saw that the exit was right in front of them, they were overjoyed and no longer cared about anything else and rushed forward.

"Swoosh!!!"

A sudden arrow pierced the head of the first soldier who rushed out of the passage.

Before he could react, red and white things sprayed all over the ground and he fell heavily to the ground.

An unknown hidden arrow flew all over the sky again.

Such a dense rain of arrows immediately shot the soldiers who had just run out of the cave to death, and pierced them into hedgehogs with several screams.

Such a wave of arrows took away the lives of more than a dozen people.

The soldiers at the entrance of the cave turned pale and dared not move.

Wan Qing's face was gloomy at this time. There were only more than 30 trembling soldiers left beside him. The casualties could only be described as heavy.

It was raining all night. Wan Qing looked at the wet and pungent space around him. He took a sip of the unknown liquid and smelled it. His face changed immediately and he thought it was not good:

"It's kerosene!"

Unexpectedly, several rockets flew from the dark and shot at the wall.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the flames on the arrows ignited the kerosene in the passage, and in the blink of an eye, it spread into a raging fire!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The entrance of the cave turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

Except for some soldiers and Wan Qing in the middle, the clothes of the outer soldiers were instantly ignited and turned into firemen who kept wailing and rushing out.

Some instantly ignited the soldiers around them, wailing and screaming miserably.

The few soldiers in the middle who were not on fire rushed out in a panic. If they stayed here, they would be burned to death.

However, they were shot to death by hidden arrows from a distance as soon as they rushed out, and fell to the ground without any movement.

Even Wan Qing's clothes were faintly burning.

His eyes were bloodshot at this time. If he continued to stay here, even if he was not burned to death, he would definitely be shot into a hedgehog by hidden arrows if he rushed out!

The fire on Wan Qing's body was getting bigger and bigger. The soldiers around him were wailing and struggling on the ground, but the fire on his body was still "crackling" and burning non-stop. The smell of barbecue gradually spread out, making people suffocate and nauseate.

He endured the burning and severe pain on his body, which made his face distorted, and he forced his internal force to protect the main meridians.

At a glance, the soldiers under his command were burned.

Wan Qing's face was fierce, and he directly grabbed the neck of a soldier next to him and clamped his arms tightly.

The soldier hadn't reacted yet, but howled in fear, and rushed out with the wailing of the soldiers, using his body as a cover.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

As soon as he rushed out of the tunnel, he heard a volley of hidden arrows, and the front of the soldier was shot into a hedgehog by the arrows, and blood sprayed into the pillar.

He did not die at the hands of the enemy, but died at the hands of his own people, and died with his eyes open.

So far, the soldiers under Wan Qing were burned to death, shot to death by hidden arrows, and all of them were dead at a glance.

Wan Qing sighed, hid behind the bodies of his men, and muttered:

"Have a good journey, I will avenge you now."

After that, he took out several silver needles in his hand, determined the positions of those people, burst the internal force in his palm, and flew towards the direction where the crossbows were shot, and only heard a few screams and the corpse fell to the ground.

At the same time, dense arrows were shot from all directions. Wan Qing gritted his teeth and used the corpse in his hand to block those hidden arrows.

"Kill!!!"

Torches were embedded in the wall, and the cave was illuminated.

Many archers appeared from all directions, and the triggers were pulled in unison, and hundreds of crossbows were shot at Wan Qing.

At this time, Wan Qing's nightgown was burned to tatters. Facing so many enemies, he dared not hold back his strength.

Immediately, the power of the first level of sunflower exploded completely, and his internal organs and major meridians of the body were swollen and enlarged, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was extremely hideous.

Facing hundreds of arrows and crossbows, even if his power was deep and powerful, he could only dodge and could not resist head-on.

He pushed away the scapegoat's men and blocked dozens of arrows, and his palms burst with power and "crackled" dozens of arrows flew away.

With his full power bursting out, his figure like a ghost took more than a dozen arrows and blasted at the enemy, screaming and falling to the ground.

Those archers formed a row on the arrow towers.

Wan Qing urged all his internal force to fly up the tower, dodging a wave of arrows, but his figure approached the nearest archer. The man was shocked, and just as he raised the crossbow, his throat was cut off in an instant, and a stream of blood spurted out.

The other crossbowmen loaded their crossbows again, and shot at Wan Qing with a "rustling" sound. Unexpectedly, Wan Qing held the corpse in his hand and pushed it madly against the crossbowmen. In a blink of an eye, the corpse was stabbed into a hedgehog.

Such an opportunity is the perfect time to kill everyone. Wan Qing shouted and urged all his meridians to force his internal force. As his body folded back and forth, the sword blade stabbed and killed more than a dozen people in a row.

Even though there were many archers and their arrows were extremely lethal, the best strategy was to attack from the dark.

Therefore, when Wan Qing used all his strength, even though there were many arrow towers and they were extremely tall, they were all connected and none of them was independent.

Wan Qing's light skill made a few taps, and he shuttled between many woods and stones, and flew up the tower easily. The archers were amazed at Wan Qing's light skill. At the critical moment of life and death, all they saw was Wan Qing's grim smile after his success.