Chapter 430 Strong Hands Like Clouds
The mana aura left by Luo Qing’s battle with the Feiqi tribe was very obvious. Lu Xiaotian didn’t even have to look for it deliberately to follow the obvious mana fluctuations. The green sail flew forward at extremely fast speeds in the air.
In the distance, a group of flying cavalry tribes were also rushing forward. Lu Xiaotian didn't seem to notice him. His expression changed. Could he be looking in the direction of Luo Qing? This team of flying knights turned out to be his old acquaintances, and they were monks from the Kua tribe. I just don’t know if the people in front of him were the ones who surrounded and suppressed him in the first place.
Lu Xiaotian had a cold look on his face, and his speed did not slow down. In any case, he would meet up with Luo Qing first. In order to avenge him, Luo Qing fought with the people of the Feiqi tribe, how could he? Sit back and watch Luo Qing fall into a tight siege? But it doesn't matter if he falls into a tight siege again. The worst he can do is lead Luo Qing to fight his way out. In the past, he could still fight his way out with the seriously injured Dongfang Yi, but now his strength is even greater than before, so why can't he.
While Lu Xiaotian was moving forward, suddenly, a terrifying wave of mana came. It should be said that it was two completely different mana auras, Golden Core Monk! Lu Xiaotian was horrified, it was the Jindan monks who were fighting.
Lu Xiaotian hurriedly descended from the air to the ground, condensing the aura on his body to the extreme, trying not to let anyone find out. After all, it is not yet known which side of the golden elixir monks has the upper hand. If the golden elixir monks from the foreign land are more powerful, it is estimated that I wouldn't mind taking out my hand and killing him.
Lu Xiaotian was anxious when he landed on the ground. He could not wait long and moved forward carefully on the ground. After all, there was another group of flying warriors rushing towards Luo Qing's direction just now. He didn't know where Luo Qing was. The situation is like.
Although there was a fight between the Jindan monks at this time, Lu Xiaotian still approached Luo Qing's direction very carefully. Even on the ground, his advancement speed was definitely not slow.
When the distance was closer, although the shadow of the other party could not be seen, the sound like thunder sounded one after another in the air, and the violent aura belonging to the Jindan monk filled the air raid roll, shaking Lu Xiaotian's heartbeat more than. Fortunately, the figures of the two people did not appear, and the two breaths gradually became distant, and they had obviously left here. Lu Xiaotian took a breath and moved forward at a faster speed.
Huhu, in the sky, there is a large group of flying cavalry tribes, and there are several other foreign monks. If Lu Xiaotian had arrived here one step ahead, he would definitely have found that there were many familiar people present. The original Miao Tian, Snake Girl, and three foundation-building masters of Broken Blade, more than twenty flying riding tribesmen, and a black man as tall as an iron tower, nine feet tall, holding a red-gold thick short whip. Another fat, bald man with bare breasts was carrying an extremely rare monster, a scorpion snake. The body of a spotted python was as thick as an adult's calf. The seven-inch body did not become thinner like an ordinary python, but became thicker and thicker. There was actually a scorpion on the head in front, and the two protruding scorpion pincers were also extremely sharp. The scorpion coiled around the fat bald man's body, as cold as a poisonous snake, but the fat bald man had a smiling expression on his face, as if Like a Maitreya Buddha.
As for Luo Qing, six or seven monks were trapped. Luo Qing's green skirt was broken into several pieces, and there were faint blood stains. There was also a trace of blood on his originally white mouth. However, facing so many people, Luo Qing still showed no fear. The green skirt on her body was fluttering in the wind, and the expression on her face was as cold as the breeze.
Among the others, there were four monks from the Ancient Sword Sect, equally divided between men and women, as well as Luo Kang, Zhao Zhong, and Tian Jing from Lingxiao Palace.
At this time, when they saw the foreign monks who had gathered around them, their faces turned pale.
"The third-ranked Demon-Subduing Golden Whip Iron Tower among the monks of the Foreign Alliance!"
"The seventh-ranked Flame Demon Demon Sword Miao Tian!" "And the one with the scorpion snake! The bald man should be the Thousand Shadows Scorpion Venom Maitreya!"
Which of the monks is by no means simple. The Broken Blade and the Snake Girl who can stand side by side with these people are already extremely powerful with their aura alone. How can they be mediocre?
Although the Luo Qing in front of me is a talented female disciple from the Ancient Sword Sect, she was still in seclusion in the Ancient Sword Sect. She only came out in the past four or five years. Since then, she has been out of control, killing the enemy. Waiting for the right foundation-building monks, others did not know how many enemy monks Luo Qing had killed, but judging from the formation in front of him, it was probably much more than what was rumored.
“I heard that another top master has emerged among the foundation-building monks of the Moon Watching Realm. I came here specially to see her. I didn’t expect that she was a delicate beauty. That beauty, I said you should die here like this. It's such a pity, why don't you just go with me, monk, and live the rest of your life happily with me, monk, I can still save your life." Du Maitreya laughed, his thick eyelids covering his eyes into a thin line.
"Fake monk, put away your tricks for me. It will make people panic. Otherwise, don't blame me for dealing with this woman and then turning around and dealing with you again." Xiang Tieta Weng With a dissatisfied voice, he glanced at Du Maitreya.
"Xiang Tieta, what do you mean? Don't forget that she is a monk from the Moon Watching Realm, and she is also a prominent and top-notch genius disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect. You want to fight with me for a monk from the Moon Watching Realm?" Du Maitreya was slender. A sinister look flashed in his eyes.
"Don't do this to me. No matter which camp you are from, I will beat you up if you offend me. If you are not convinced, just get up and fight with me at any time." Xiang Tieta snorted. With a sound, the thick golden-red short whip hit his shoulder, as if he didn't care about the other person.
“It took a lot of effort to surround the genius of the Ancient Sword Sect known as the Moon Spirit Sword Body. I don’t have time to play with you today. I will ask for advice another day.”
Du Maitreya’s eyes flashed. , with a somewhat fearful look towards Xiang Tieta. After all, he is so famous. There is nothing false and true, and he can rank third among the three Immortal Cultivation Worlds that attack Wangyue. He is indeed the pinnacle figure among the Foundation Establishment monks. He is not much different from the previous two. Although he is Qiaochu in the Xingxu Immortal World, But facing this iron tower, I still feel a little scared.
“I’ve heard for a long time that the Feiqi tribe is famous for fighting and is very good at using the tactics of large numbers to defeat small numbers. How dare you step forward and fight!” When Xiang Tieta and Du Maitreya had a dispute, Luo Qing didn’t want to do it anymore. After listening to their ramblings, the sword in his hand was unsheathed and pointed directly in the direction of the Feiqi tribe.
"As you wish!" The middle-aged man on the demon griffon was furious when he heard this. Although his brother was only ranked twenty-ninth among the three major alliances of foreign monks, he could be ranked like this among countless foundation-building monks. His ranking and his methods are also very shocking. He was killed by this woman with a sword in a sneak attack before. Fortunately, another group of similar people nearby arrived, otherwise he would not be able to escape from this woman's sword. Now Luo Qing is provoking him again. . As a member of the flying cavalry clan, Yanrong could not bear it any longer.
(End of this chapter)