For a moment, everyone present understood that the soldiers controlling the Iron Arm Crossbow had long been infiltrated by the Rebel Army. The shot from the Iron Arm Crossbow was not a miss, but rather an intentional act by a spy.
But at this moment, everyone also realized that pursuing the spy was no longer important. The remaining two Iron Crossbow Carriages had been destroyed, and even if they were not, from Yuan Wuming's ability to cut through an Iron Arm Crossbow arrow,
cutting through one meant he could cut through two.
Moreover, now that the Iron Arm Crossbow had been destroyed, who else could threaten Yuan Wuming, who had reached the Sixth Grade!
"What, this villain is a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist?"
Liu Qing, surrounded by two Changfeng Army Commanders, heard the words of the commander beside him, his face changing drastically, his pupils contracting, and he secretly thought that this was not good.
"Sir, it's not wise to stay here any longer."
