Chapter 340 The Flying Cavalry Reappears
After waiting for several days, when the Dai brothers were getting impatient, they were resting in a small forest on a hillside ten miles away from the mine. Suddenly, a fierce fighting came from the direction of the mine.
The Dai brothers suddenly stood up.
"Someone is fighting with the foreign monks in the mine. It seems that there are quite a few people. What should we do?" A young monk named Yan Feng showed some emotion on his face, "Do you want to go? Help us watch the moon and repair it People from the Immortal Realm? "
"Junior Brother Yan, you are a kindhearted person, but we are not friends. If we rush out like this, others will not think that we are just trying to grab merit points?" Dai Chong He smiled coldly.
"Just wait and see what happens, and see if the Feiqi tribe that some people say really exists."
"I didn't stop you before." In response to Dai Chong's hostility, Lu Xiaotian replied directly One sentence.
Peng Dayong smiled, feeling that Lu Xiaotian's edge was sharper than before, but he liked it.
Dai Chong snorted.
"Who is good at dealing with birds?" Cao Haihua asked in a deep voice.
"Our brothers have a kind of black smoke in their hands. It explodes in the air and can stay together for a long time. Presumably the people from the flying tribe will be affected when they attack from the air." Dai Chong said with a bit of arrogance on his face.
"Sirius smoke? It can really work wonders if used well, who else?" Cao Haihua nodded. Although the Dai brothers are a bit arrogant, they do have their own pride.
"I have a heavy crossbow that can be used to shoot birds in the sky with magic arrows. However, having only one heavy crossbow may not solve the big problem." The speaker was Bai Lixing, who had spoken very little along the way. .
"Since there is no particularly good solution for the time being, let's just wait and see what happens." Cao Haihua nodded.
The group of people moved cautiously towards the mine where the conflict broke out.
Yo - a sharp eagle cry was like a heavy drum, hitting everyone's hearts.
Looking around, two teams of six black hawks each came rushing in the air. On top of each black hawk stood a monk in rough gray clothes. Each person carries a long bow of black wood on his back, and a pot of heavy arrows thicker than his thumb hangs on his back. "Flying Cavalry Tribe!" In addition to the Flying Cavalry Tribe, even the Immortal Sect's major sects rarely come up with all the same species of fourth-level or above spiritual birds at once. Twelve eagles, twelve monks, based on pure strength, they are twenty-four foundation-building monks. What's more, there are three spiritual birds among them with extremely powerful auras, and they have already reached the sixth level, which is equivalent to the late stage of foundation building. If they come, the strength of this wave of monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe will be even more terrifying.
Furthermore, the opponent relies on spiritual birds that are equivalent to the foundation-building stage to come and go at high altitudes like the wind. Even if they can fly with swords, they may not be their opponents.
Without Cao Haihua's signal, everyone did not dare to show off their anger, for fear of provoking a top-down attack from above. The opponent's strength was absolutely dominant.
"Oops, we encountered an ambush." The ones who attacked the mine were monks from the Shangqing Sect near Xuanqing City. They were a group of ten people. They were also led by a late-stage foundation-building monk. However, during their sneak attack, they unexpectedly came from the Fengling Stone. Two more people emerged from the mine, with a layer of white feathers on their bodies. Although they stayed in the Fengling Stone Mine, the white feathers were spotless. It seemed that they had something special. The group of Puritan monks responsible for the attack were also quite powerful. There were actually as many as three monks in the late stage of foundation building. Compared with the group of people stationed at the Lingshi mine, they had advantages in quantity and quality. However, Seeing that the situation was not good, these people hid directly in the ore cave. The ore cave was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The people of the Puritan Church could not swarm in. They tried hard to fight several times but were beaten back by the foreign monks.
"Haha, our reinforcements have arrived. You idiots are about to die!" The monk guarding the Fengling Stone Mine laughed arrogantly.
There were not more people from the Flying Riding Tribe than the commander. The two teams each drew their bows and set arrows, and heavy arrows thicker than their thumbs rained down continuously.
Swish, swish.
The arrows carry a faint sound of fire and thunder. These heavy arrows are actually made of flint!
The monks below all used magical weapons to block, but the magical weapons used to control the air were controlled by spiritual thoughts, and their power was slightly compromised. However, Li Xian's heavy arrow came through the air, and it still used fire. Thunder Stone, the Flying Cavalry Tribe is famous for its aerial combat. Naturally, it is not a deserved reputation. Each tribe in the Flying Cavalry Tribe has its own unique fighting method to survive. These tactics were accumulated over a long period of hunting powerful monsters at the expense of blood and lives. They were passed down from generation to generation and lasted for a long time. Moreover, the methods of joint warfare were far stronger than those of monks who were used to fighting alone.
Whoosh, whoosh, heavy arrows came like rain. These monks controlled the magic weapons to forcefully knock away the heavy arrows. The stronger monks were not seriously injured, but after several weaker monks blocked the heavy swords at this time, the magic weapons they controlled were a little fluttery. A manifestation of powerlessness after being hit hard.
However, the flying warriors high in the sky will not pause at all. The black eagle under them flapped its wings, and hundreds of thousands of black feathers shrouded them like a heavy rain. In this way, they were equivalent to facing more than twice the attack. The eagle feathers This kind of large-scale attack is not terrible, but it is more numerous, and the heavy arrows interspersed in it are even more difficult to guard against.
After several rounds of attacks, several screams rang out. Three Shangqing monks in the early stage of foundation building and one in the middle stage of foundation building were shot to death by heavy arrows. The out-of-control magic weapon seemed to be drunk in the air. He drank the wine and staggered to the ground.
Cao Haihua and others gasped. Unexpectedly, the monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe were far more powerful than rumored. A simple attack method, but the victory lies in a quick word. It is so fast that people don't have enough time to react. It is simple and effective. After a few rounds of arrows, the Puritan monks on the ground were reduced to 60% in an instant, which was terrifying.
Lu Xiaotian looked up at the sky. The flying warriors on the Black Eagle were weaker in cultivation, and their breathing seemed a bit rapid at this time. It seemed that although these rounds of attacks were powerful, they also consumed a lot of energy. But relatively speaking, it is much easier than the passive defense of the Shangqing monks on the ground. Even if they kill all the monks of the Puritan Sect, they should still have some strength left.
“Come into the Fengling Stone Mine!” The old man with black mole’s eyes were blood red and he looked regretful. The scene in front of him was obviously far beyond his expectation. He saw that the flying knight tribe monk above his head once again came out of nowhere. After making a circle in the air to kill the general, the experienced old man quickly realized that he could only escape this disaster by entering the mine. Although the environment in the Fengling Stone Mine was a little worse, it was still better than dying outside. good.
(End of this chapter)