Just as Li Shangyuan was wondering whether Yang Family Town had made any preparations, a sudden rustling sounded beneath the dim night.
The sound was very faint. Even on a quiet night, it would have been Very Easy for people to overlook.
But Li Shangyuan still noticed it. With almost no hesitation, he turned and ran.
And in the instant he turned, a shout suddenly sounded from the streets inside the town. "Loose arrows!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~
The next moment, sharp sounds of air being torn apart rang out, completely shattering the silent night.
Arrows fell like rain, glittering under the bright white moonlight like ten thousand stars in the night sky.
A Group Of Immortal Cultivators reacted extremely quickly. Almost the instant the shout sounded, protective magic shields lit up around them, some from defensive spells, some from defensive Dharma artifacts.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow rain had already fallen, striking their bodies with a series of clinks and clangs, making the protective magic shields around them flicker between bright and dim.
Fang Shou was at the very front of the group, and he faced the most arrows.
At the First Time the arrow rain fell, he had already made his defensive preparations.
"Bows and arrows! Hehe, you actually dare bring out such useless things to make fools of yourselves!"
A cold sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth as he spoke without Care About.
But when one arrow after another landed on him, his expression abruptly changed.
Yet before he could react, a dense, packed arrow rain came hurtling in again.
This Time, the arrow rain was even denser, even sharper.
Fang Shou hurriedly activated a scarlet shield and placed it in front of him, while also activating two protective talismans. A fiery-red protective