Ye Liuyun was extremely happy to see this, but he did not immediately take action. He was still waiting for an opportunity.
At this time, Luo Tianming and the others in the valley all rose into the air to avoid the poisonous smoke below.
Suddenly, a martial practitioner's head was cut into half.
Then, the other martial practitioners screamed one after another. Their arms were cut off from their shoulders and fell.
At this moment, Luo Tianming and the others saw that some extremely thin threads were shot from one side of the mountain wall to the other.
No one paid attention to the crossbow arrows that flew over their heads just now. Only now did they realize that the crossbow arrows were not the purpose, but the arrangement of the silk thread was.
Many martial practitioners had been drugged and poisoned. Although it was not fatal enough, in a panic, they quickly flew up and hit the threads with their own strength. They were cut by the threads.