Chapter 374: One man, one sword, one knight, Juechen
(Well, I am too lazy to divide this chapter. It has been more than 30 chapters since the rescue of Dongfang Yi. It has been a long time, and the war with the Feiqi tribe has not reached this point. That’s almost it, two chapters in one )
Seeing his relatives die tragically at the hands of the silver-haired young man one by one, Quasen was trembling with heartache. Maybe he shouldn’t have done anything to the golden elixir female cultivator just now, at least not to the silver-haired young man. To be so cruel and ruthless! The female Jindan cultivator is still unscathed, but the cultivators of his Kua clan have suffered heavy losses. In desperation just now, Feidan attacked the golden elixir female cultivator together, but Feidan failed to restrain the silver-haired young man, and instead completely angered the other party.
A burst of muffled thunder rolled, and the woman in silver armor came back to her senses in a very short time. She jumped on her horse and held a gun, and chased after Lu Xiaotian. Her heart was as high as the sky, although she did not think highly of the praise. Although they are foundation-building monks of the tribe, they are somehow related to each other. She brought so many monks who praised the tribe, but Feidan failed to keep the silver-haired young man. Instead, she was almost injured, and the monks who praised the tribe even more It was a heavy loss. With the silver-armored woman's arrogance, she couldn't swallow this breath no matter what, and had to keep the silver-haired young man. What made the silver-armored woman extremely discouraged was that Di Kun's speed was not at all inferior to the Thunder-Stepping Pegasus Lu Hong. Moreover, the evil aura on Di Kun's body was even worse, and even Lu Hong was quite afraid of it.
Dozens of flying warriors who praised the tribe could not even stop the silver-haired young man for a moment, and the silver-armored woman couldn't help but bite her silver teeth secretly.
Another wave of monks from the Wushi tribe appeared in front of him. The Wushi tribe chasing after him shot arrows one after another. Lu Xiaotian didn't look back, and used the Han Desolate Seal again to block behind him. Fortunately, the magic bead skill did not consume mana. It can be cast instantly, otherwise facing this dilemma, even if he has so many defensive means, he will not be able to survive it.
The huge ice seal fell out of the air and stood behind Lu Xiaotian, blocking Lu Xiaotian and Di Kun tightly.
It’s just that there are a lot of heavy fire and thunder arrows shot by the Wushi tribe, and it is absolutely impossible to block them all with just one ice seal. With almost just a breath, the ice seal was exploded by the surging fire and thunder arrows, exploding into countless pieces of ice.
At the same time, another ice seal fell from the sky.
“Damn it, how many rare treasures does this silver-haired young man have on his body?” Seeing this scene, countless monks from the Wushi tribe and the Qing clan monks cursed one after another. The silver-haired young man in front of them was undoubtedly an architect. A late-stage monk with extremely pure magic power, and an astonishing sixth-level physical practitioner.
That Ice Seal spell, at least a mid-level spell, can actually be cast instantly, unless the opponent is still a sixth-level peak magic cultivator, but how can so many situations appear to a monk at the same time. No matter how talented this silver-haired young man is, he has been practicing since his mother's womb. To reach the point where he is now is already astonishing. This kind of instant mid-level ice spell can only be attached to some kind of treasure. A golden elixir female cultivator or a silver-haired young man, one or two treasures on any of them are enough for a foundation-building cultivator to benefit from endlessly. The Wushi and Qing clans who swarmed forward looked even more crazy.
But the Qing tribe seems a little depressed. In this kind of long-distance attack, the Wuzhi tribe, or the Kua tribe, obviously has the advantage. They have to fly closer to attack.
The ice seal that was sacrificed again was shattered into ice slag by the heavy fire and thunder arrows without any suspense. However, with this short delay, Di Kun suddenly climbed up and avoided most of the fire and thunder. Heavy arrow shooting. Lu Xiaotian didn't even look back, he held the knife and twisted it behind his back, knocking down several of the most powerful heavy fire and thunder arrows.
In addition, several fire and thunder arrows hit his back again. The huge impact on his back caused tremendous pain, and at the same time, Lu Xiaotian's blood spilled out of his mouth uncontrollably, falling on Dongfang Yi's snow-white dress in front of him, making it look even brighter red.
"Kill, the silver-haired young man is injured." More than 20 Wu tribe flying warriors appeared again in front of them and looked at the scene in front of them excitedly. Such a great achievement naturally belongs to their Wu tribe. .
Lu Xiaotian was interested in killing, and Di Kun rushed towards the opponent with the same intention. More than twenty fire-thunder heavy arrows came towards him. There were already more than 200 flying warriors from several tribes behind them, and they were chasing after each other more fiercely, and the darkness was overwhelming.
But when I saw Lu Xiaotian rushing towards the twenty-odd fire and thunder arrows, I couldn't help but feel a thump in my heart again.
“No, he’s going to use your people from the Wushi tribe to escape!” The silver-armored woman quickly realized that once Lu Xiaotian rushed into the more than 20 Wu tribe monks, the people behind would definitely take action. , Worried about hurting one of their own, after all, the Wushi tribe is the most powerful here. Who dares to be accidentally injured easily? At this time, the Kua tribe also suffered heavy casualties, and no one can compete with it.
“Wuchi, this idiot!” Wubi cursed in his heart, but Wuchi was the second son of the clan leader, and even if he died, he would never die in his hands.
For this silver-haired young man, everyone is extremely afraid of him. Among the foundation-building monks, there are so many people present, no one can surpass him, and his mind is unparalleled, even if he is like this In difficult situations, he was still able to choose the most advantageous strategy at the first opportunity. Several seemingly impossible crises were solved by the silver-haired young man skillfully. What is terrifying about this person is not only his strength, but also his wit and calmness. Once he escapes now, he will be in endless trouble in the future!
Many heavy fire arrows fell in front of him, and Lu Xiaotian was also traumatized again. However, the advantages of physical training in this fierce battle were also reflected. Even if they were traumatized, these monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe could not inflict fatal injuries on Lu Xiaotian. It’s not easy, after all, the most threatening attacks were intercepted by Lu Xiaotian.
As long as they are given a certain amount of time, even if they are wasted, they can kill Lu Xiaotian, but Lu Xiaotian is trying hard to create a way out for himself. Once again, he broke into the formation of the twenty-odd Wu flying cavalry of Wu Chi.
Clang Clang! Two late-stage monks, one was killed and the other was injured under the golden sword light, and their blood spilled in the air.
In the later mid-term, even the bodies of the two early-stage monks were frozen in the air again under the attack of Bingpo Xuanyin.
Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly. He no longer needed to control Qing Fengfan with his deputy consciousness, but it allowed him to free up a certain amount of energy. While waving the earth-shattering knife with one hand, his deputy soul controlled the Blazing Fire Sword. Shooting through the air quickly, although controlling two alchemy weapons at the same time consumes a lot of mana, but that refers to a fierce battle, this kind of one-sided massacre, there is no resistance, and it consumes a lot of mana. But not much mana.
When the Blazing Fire Sword was retracted, more than a dozen pieces of blood mist had exploded in the air. The Spirit Eagle and the flying warriors of the Wushi tribe disintegrated in the air. There were also a few guys who were located a little further away. Lu Xiaotian had to work hard to keep The pursuers were so far away that they didn’t bother to care about them. Besides, there are still a few left to block subsequent attacks.
Just when these people came back to their senses and saw the tragic scene in the sky, their faces turned pale. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 people looked like this again. "Bastard!" Countless monks from the Wushi tribe were shocked and angry when they saw the scene in front of them. He wanted to shoot out the vengeful fire thunder arrow, but with several injured tribesmen standing in front of him, he could only watch helplessly as the silver-haired young man pierced through the team of intercepting tribesmen and walked away.
Even the Qing Tribe and the Kua Tribe have very ugly faces. The existence of the silver-haired young man is not only a shame for the Wushi Tribe, but also a shame for the entire Feiqi Tribe. .
A large group of flying horse tribes were chasing after them. Lu Xiaotian was fighting and running. Even though he tried his best, he was still hit by heavy fire arrows shot by the Wushi tribe behind him from time to time, as well as those thrown by the Kua tribe. The Fenghuo clutch gun that came out hit him, making his injuries worse and worse.
The Wushi tribe and the Kua tribe will attack whenever they get an opportunity. The Qing tribe also used a secret technique. The green demon snake under it suddenly spit out a large number of poisonous sacs. The speed of the poisonous sacs was astonishing. Unexpectedly, it arrived in front of him first, and then exploded with a loud explosion. A large amount of venom was sprinkled. Lu Xiaotian was shocked and quickly used the defensive spirit shield, but the venom had a strong corrosive effect on the defensive spirit shield. , due to the large amount of venom, the defensive spirit shield was quickly and completely corroded, and it fell like rain, making it impossible for people to resist. Smell the fishy smell in the venom, and it made people feel a slight dizziness. Lu Xiaotian He was shocked. Considering his cultivation level, he could still feel this way. He knew that this thing must be extremely poisonous. He quickly took a hundred poisonous pills and then stuffed another one into Dongfang Yi's mouth. As for Di Kun, he didn't even care about this kind of venom.
The flying cavalry tribe chasing after them saw that the snake venom of the Qing clan could not have much impact on the silver-haired young man. Instead, the venom sprayed in the air affected the Wushi tribe except the Qing clan, and the Kua clan. It caused a lot of trouble, but the woman in silver armor rushed over without any scruples, while the others had to choose to avoid the area full of venom.
Lu Xiaotian took advantage of this rare opportunity to escape a little further. The Wushi tribe couldn't help but glare at the Qing tribe. In response, the Qing tribe could only look pale and speechless.
When he broke through the obstruction of the two flying tribes again, Lu Xiaotian's injuries became more serious. The original clothes on the outside were already in tatters, and a large area of the red scales on the inside were exposed.
More than two hundred flying riding tribes broke in, and all kinds of spiritual birds covered the sky. Such a big movement shocked the low-level fire bats and scattered them in all directions. Looking from a distance, they saw Most of the sunlight above the head was blocked. Faced with the intruders, these countless fire bats let out angry screams, which were very harsh.
Lu Xiaotian turned his head and glanced at the flying horse tribe chasing behind him.
The woman in silver armor, as well as all the flying riding tribes, watched the countless fire bats rise up in fear, and there was a squeaking sound all around. In addition to the screams of the fire bats, they were the flapping of the fire bats. The sound of wings. Even they couldn't help but feel numb when they saw the scene in front of them. Compared with the fire bats in front of them, even the two hundred flying warriors felt like they were facing the river and the sea with dripping water.
Even the spirit birds sitting down felt instinctive fear of the scene in front of them, and involuntarily slowed down. At this time, the silver-haired young man turned around, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was clearly a mockery of them. Indeed, the Flying Cavalry tribe mobilized so many people to pursue and intercept them, causing countless losses. Sister Dan fled here, and the other party did have the ability to ridicule them.
"Do you think it's over if you escape here? I don't believe you really dare to break into the fire bat population. Now hand over the golden elixir female cultivator, capture her without mercy, and submit to my flying horse tribe. I I can make the decision and spare your life!" The silver-armored woman with a silver gun pointed at the silver-haired young man in front of her and shouted.
The Wushi tribe suddenly looked dissatisfied with the woman in silver armor's arbitrary opinions, and there was a lot of discussion. However, the woman in silver armor was obviously from the Kua tribe, and in the situation in front of them, they did not give any more information. Good idea. If the silver-haired young man broke into a swarm of fire bats and was killed by the fire bats, they would naturally not get the credit. They had sacrificed so many tribesmen and could not do anything to defeat the other party. It was the fire bats that killed him. No one can accept this outcome.
It would be good if the silver-haired young man could be forced to surrender, but whether he would be killed or chopped up later, would it be up to the Flying Cavalry Tribe to decide? The treasures on the silver-haired young man and the golden elixir female cultivator can also be preserved and they will not be trapped in the fire bat swarm.
The swarm of fire bats has been alarmed, and they are rushing towards this side in layers. The time left for the silver-haired young man is obviously running out.
Being captured on the one hand, and suffering death on the other, for monks who cherish their lives, especially those who are very likely to become golden elixir monks. The silver-haired young man in front of them is so arrogant, and logically speaking, it is possible to become a golden elixir monk. If your sex is far higher than that of other people, you will naturally cherish your life even more.
What surprised everyone was that Lu Xiaotian still had a somewhat sarcastic smile on his face at this time, and he did not answer. He just raised his head slightly and looked at the scene with slightly narrowed eyes, as if the sky was falling. swarm of fire bats. After glancing at everyone, he patted Di Kun's head lightly. Without any hesitation or fear, he galloped towards the endless group of movie stars with neither speed nor slowness, but with determination.
Everyone's throats surged as they looked at the silver-haired young man whose clothes were in tatters, revealing large scales, and whose figure was still upright.
The golden knife flew around, and the fire bat that flew near the silver-haired young man was chopped into pieces. The red thing was blood, the gold thing was the knife, and the silver threads flying all over the head were a kind of wild and unruly aloofness!
The swarm of fire bats that had truly covered the sky pressed down, giving people a feeling that the sky was falling. No one from the more than two hundred flying horse tribes dared to take a step forward. It seemed that it could not change the color of the silver-haired young man, nor could it stop the silver-haired young man from moving forward.
At this time, no one from the Flying Cavalry tribe was advancing, only the silver-haired young man, one man with one sword, riding Juechen!
"It's a pity. It's not unfair to lose to this person. Withdraw!" The lady in silver armor looked at the scene in front of her blankly, and the original look of disbelief on her face turned into a wisp of grace. Xiyou sighed, no longer caring about the people of the Wushi and Qing tribes, and left sadly with the warriors of the Kua tribe.
As Lu Xiaotian submerged into the endless sea of bats, the original hatred turned into respect. Being in different camps, as aliens, most of the flying warriors were also attracted by the silver-haired young man. Conquered by fearlessness and pride. Of course, there is also a look of resentment like Ubi
(End of this chapter)