Chapter 366: A Face to Face
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The first to rush forward were the monks from the Bai clan, ten of them. The black spirit crane, as well as the ten foundation-building warriors from the Bai clan above, looked at Lu Xiaotian in front of them, with a look of excitement in their eyes. They came in a hurry. Although they heard a few words about how powerful the silver-haired monk was, they were in a hurry, and If you have never seen it with your own eyes, you naturally cannot understand how far the other party has reached. However, the leader, the old man Bai Hua, was inevitably a little excited. The Wushi tribe's troops and another Qing tribe's troops were already visible to the naked eye. He was the first to kill him. As long as he blocked the silver-haired young man for a moment, whoever killed the silver-haired young man in the end or the golden elixir female cultivator would be killed. Accept his affection and share some of his benefits.
"Young men of the Bai clan, please don't be greedy for success. You only need to block this person for a moment." After all, Bai Hua is a late-stage foundation-building monk who has lived a long time. He still has a certain degree of caution. He loudly reminded the tribal monks behind him. This is to prevent a few young and energetic people from behind who will not only get no credit but also lose their lives because of their greed for credit.
"Arrogant!" Just as Bai Hua was restraining the clan members behind him, all the monks of the Bai clan saw the silver-haired young man rushing over without any care. Even Bai Hua had this thought flashing through his mind, and there was no need to say anything more about those tribesmen who were high on fighting spirit behind him.
"Dragnet!" Bai Hua shouted.
The clan members at the back responded loudly, and each formed a team of two. With a clatter, they dispersed from the queue. A large ball of black rope stretched out from the left to the right, and dispersed with a clatter, turning into a huge sheet. The black net was pulled open by the monks from the Bai clan and covered towards Lu Xiaotian.
This kind of large-scale black net is extremely strong. As long as it is caught in the net, it will definitely take a lot of effort to struggle out. If it is caught by several large nets layer by layer, it is the late stage of foundation building. The monks can no longer escape. Maybe they can deal with this person without the help of the Wushi tribe. These people were overjoyed to see the silver-haired young man still rushing towards him without even the slightest intention of evading.
Bai Hua and another middle-aged man who was slightly stronger each held a black spear and rode on a black crane to sweep the formation from the side to prevent the silver-haired young man from escaping from a tricky angle, or It is to attack the relatively weak clan members and break their dragnet.
Just at this moment, a sound of running water suddenly came from the sky. Bai Hua's consciousness was slightly strange, but this strangeness had almost no impact. Bai Jie couldn't help but sneered, could there be something else? What can't be done?
But soon, Bai Hua's sneer quickly solidified on his face, because out of the corner of his eye, he quickly noticed that the clan relatives next to him had a strange expression, and even the spirit eagle under the seat was moving uncontrollably. The next thing is falling. The black nets that had been pulled apart before lost the strength to hold them on and slipped from the hands of the tribe behind them.
"What's going on?" Bai Hua was horrified when he saw this, and he quickly stepped forward to fight, hoping to block the silver-haired young man in front of him. He did not seek merit, but he wanted to lead his tribe to escape from the silver-haired young man. retreat. The spear in Bai Hua's hand danced in the air, turning into countless spear shadows and attacking Lu Xiaotian with overwhelming momentum.
A sneer flashed at the corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth, and he stretched out his hand and threw out dozens of wind blades. With his current level of cultivation, it was easy for him to display these wind blades and control their direction. As for the shadow of the old man's spear coming towards him.
Lu Xiaotian directly swung his sword, and the sword light reappeared. Wherever the golden sword light passed, the spear shadows were crushed one after another. "Sword Intention!" Bai Hua is also considered a knowledgeable person. When he saw that the black spear he thrust out was forced back without any suspense, he couldn't help but scream and spit out a mouthful of blood. The spear in his hand absorbed his blood essence. After that, there was a burst of light, and a spear thrust forward. It was not an attack, but turned into a huge blood shield, held up by the spear, blocking the golden sword light.
The blood shield suddenly collapsed. Fortunately, the terrifying sword light had also disappeared. Before Bai Hua could breathe a sigh of relief, a handful of golden elixirs had suddenly enlarged. In the blink of an eye, they had already crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and were right in front of them.
In a hurry, Bai Hua hurriedly blocked the spear, but a huge force surged from the golden elixir. The toughness of Bai Hua's spear was also amazing, and it was not killed by the Earth-shattering knife. But Bai Hua was almost unable to resist the huge brute strength. After the impact of the horizontal spear, it hit him on the chest. There was also some sharp sword energy that took the opportunity to surge forward.
Bai Hua is not a physical practitioner after all, and his physical body's defense ability is not very high, especially when he is hit at this time, and part of the sword energy penetrates into his body. Bai Hua spurted blood out of his mouth, and his body was also injured by the sword energy, and blood poured out from the wound. Bai Hua, who was seriously injured, could no longer hold on. His vision went dark and he fell unconscious. The black crane under him quickly retreated with Bai Hua on his back.
As for the Bai clan who had been waiting with their nets open before, at this time, a series of extremely simple wind blades passed through their bodies, or struck the spiritual crane under them. Even Lu Xiaotian, who controls the wind blade to attack enemies in several directions at the same time, can only control the general direction and cannot accurately hit the vital points of every white tribe and spirit crane. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian’s original intention was to break through the obstacles in front of him as quickly as possible, not to pursue maximum damage.
But even so, wherever the wind blade passes, there is still a mass of death and injury. These foundation-building monks, who were not weak in strength, ended up suffering a big loss from these low-level wind blade spells. However, they were completely defenseless at this time, and their bodies naturally could not withstand the cutting of the wind blade, but these The defense of the spirit cranes under the seats was not low, they only lost a few feathers, and one of them wore defensive spirit armor, which blocked the wind blade.
But among these people, two were still dead and four were slightly or seriously injured.
Whether it was the Wushi tribe that had been chasing after them, or another fifteen members of the Qing tribe. Seeing the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but be shocked and speechless. The Bai clan, including ten monks from Bai Hua who were in the late stage of foundation building, were not even able to block a single encounter. Seven people were killed or injured, leaving no room for resistance. Bai Hua's late stage monk who was in the late stage of foundation building was even more defeated. The silver-haired young man was slashed unconscious with two sword blows. It seemed that the silver-haired young man was just in a hurry to find a way out and had no time to care about the people of the Bai clan. Otherwise, none of the ten people, including Bai Hua, would be left, and the silver-haired young man would only need to spend a few more seconds.
Even Wubi and the monks of the Qing tribe had an idea in their hearts that the Flying Cavalry tribe turned out to be so weak in the air. But at the same time, they were relieved. Fortunately, there were not many monks like this in the Moon Watching World, otherwise the Feiqi Tribe's evil reputation would be gone forever!
(End of this chapter)