The three of them were seriously injured, and their Vital Energy was exhausted. It seemed they no longer had the ability to fight back.
At this moment, they stood back to back, watching the black-clad figures with vigilance.
There were many black-clad figures. Although quite a few had already been killed, there were still more than a dozen remaining.
These dozen or so black-clad figures were all third-order and above Ancient martial artists, with five or six of fourth-order and higher.
The dozen black-clad figures had the three people surrounded, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The three refrained from fighting back because they had exhausted their Vital Energy.
The black-clad figures hadn't attacked immediately because they knew Ling Zhiyu was skilled with Poison, fearing she still had Poison hidden on her.
After all, Ling Zhiyu had already taken down several people using Poison just now.
