His reaction couldn't be described as anything but swift. The moment the three puppets were hacked to pieces, Fei Ningxiao commanded over a dozen more to charge forward.
Suspended in mid-air, Su Yue was a sitting duck. Even if another arrow came to his aid, there was no way he could fend off the mid-air ambush of over a dozen puppets. Accurately manipulating that many puppets in the air simultaneously took a heavy toll on Fei Ningxiao's Spiritual Power. He even had to relinquish control over some of the others on the ground to manage it.
Indeed. For a brief moment, the three hundred puppets besieging the entrance fell into a sluggish stupor.
SWISH!
To everyone's surprise, Su Yue hurled a rope toward the major generals. One of them immediately caught on. Channeling his Qi Blood, the general pulled the rope into his grasp and gave it a vicious yank. Under the immense force, Su Yue was reeled in like a kite, landing squarely behind the three major generals.
