"Meihua Dart" Shan Zhi held the Meihua Dart, the dart tip glinting with cold light, exuding a chill.
With a gentle flick of his wrist, several Meihua Darts shot towards the invaders like hidden weapons. The darts drew strange arcs through the air, akin to meteors sparkling in the night sky. The invaders panicked and dodged, causing the scene to descend into chaos, with shouts and the clash of weapons intertwining.
Little Scholar Shi Xiong wasn't one to stay weak. His eyes shimmered with determined light as he pulled out the Poisoned Horned Cone from his waist.
Under the sunlight, the Poisoned Horned Cone gleamed with an eerie brilliance, as if infused with evil power.
He forcefully flung it, the cone emitting a sharp whistling sound, like black lightning, speeding towards the invaders.
