Chapter 869: Get the Flying Warship
Before the hook-nosed man could react, another transparent, elegant flying sword with murderous intent loomed in front of him, flying lightly towards him. At first glance, he was still hundreds of feet away, but when he reacted, the flying sword had already moved within a few feet.
The man with the hooked nose turned pale in horror. He chanted a spell in his mouth, opened his mouth and spit out a puff of green fire, which turned into a mirror of light in the air.
Lu Xiaotian let out a light sigh. His consciousness attached to the Misty Flying Sword stagnated, and he lost all traces of the hook-nosed man. Wherever his consciousness probed, there was starlight.
Lu Xiaotian quickly switched to another deputy spirit, and the Misty Flying Sword slashed forward sharply again. The yellow light mirror did not seem to have strong defense. There was a click, and it was penetrated by the Misty Flying Sword. . On the other side of the light mirror, a scream rang out, and the hook-nosed man's body was cut into two pieces. A cloud of yellow mist held up his upper body, and he ran away in panic. He couldn't even take care of the Biphosphorus Mysterious Mars Douchi, which was slashed away by the Earth Splitting Knife.
"Intercept him!" Lu Xiaotian sent a message to Yuan Min. Although this hook-nosed man was in the late stage of Jin Dan, his vitality was severely injured at this time. Even his physical body was injured by his ethereal flying sword. His strength was 10 to 7 Eight, Yuan Min can handle it.
"How brave!" The battle here was just a breath away. By the time Situ Jinfeng reacted, the fight between Lu Xiaotian and his second senior brother had been settled, and it was already too late to even intervene to save him. .
"Spirit cannon, shoot!" Situ Jinfeng quickly ordered loudly. This silver-haired monk is too powerful. He obviously has overwhelming strength, but he has been holding back until now. He must have a plan. Although he doesn't know the opponent's attack What idea was there? Situ Jinfeng immediately wanted to use the spiritual cannon to kill Lu Xiaotian.
Even if all the last spiritual stone reserves are used up, just killing this person is completely worth it.
But at this time, Lu Xiaotian would not give the opponent another chance. The defensive spirit shield was already close at hand, almost cutting the hook-nosed man in two. At the same time, Lu Xiaotian had already taken out the psychic gold. The whip, the power of which has surpassed the treasure of Danyuan Magical Artifact, struck hard on the defensive spirit shield with one whip. The defensive spirit shield trembled violently, and a small gap was torn open.
Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly. Sure enough, it was not his own. After forcibly refining it with the Heaven-Seizing Jiaxi Mysterious Technique, the psychic golden whip was used several times, and its power had obviously weakened.
It’s just that when the golden whip fell for the second time, the cracks in the defensive spirit shield were torn even wider before it was completely healed. Lu Xiaotian dodged and got in through the cracks.
Several spirit cannons were fired one after another, but Lu Xiaotian had already entered the defensive spirit shield and entered the blind spot of some of the spirit cannons. After all, the Xingyue Demon Sect disciples on the ship did not react as quickly as Situ Jinfeng. , only four spiritual cannons are fired one after another. Although this attack power is powerful, it can only be used against ordinary Jindan monks.
In order to save time, Lu Xiaotian waved the psychic golden whip again, directly scattering the incoming light beams. Before the opponent's spiritual cannon fired its second round, Lu Xiaotian boarded the ship like a demon and slashed across the air with his ethereal flying sword. The three early-stage Jindan cultivators were beheaded before they could even react.
When the foundation-building monks on board saw this, their faces turned pale with horror, and they were unable to resist at all. They collapsed to all sides.
When did Lingxiao Palace have such a murderous god! Situ Jinfeng was horrified and wanted to run away, but in despair he found that Lu Xiaotian was already standing in front of him. Another early-stage Golden Core cultivator fled from the opposite direction. Situ Jinfeng just glanced back and saw that a golden sword had passed through the fellow's back. The corpse of his fellow disciple fell from the air.
Situ Jinfeng took a hard breath, because he knew that after his fellow disciple died, he was the only one left among the Jindan monks who came with him, so naturally he would not be spared.
Yuanmin had already killed the hook-nosed man who was seriously injured at this time. Feng Yuehua and other foundation-building monks from Lingxiao Palace rushed over to kill him. Yuanmin pressed the formation, and at this time The foundation-building monks of the Star-Moon Demon Sect had no fighting spirit, and it was basically a one-sided massacre. As for some of the Qi-refining monks on the flying warship, none of them escaped from the sky. At this time, the flying warship stayed in the mid-air, and there was no way for them to fight. There is no place to escape.
Feng Yuehua excitedly controlled the flying sword to kill one person. He raised his head and glanced at the palace master who had determined the whole battle. At this time, a blood line appeared in the throat of the opponent's only golden elixir monk, and his body went limp. The ground has fallen to the ground, the last trace of danger has been eliminated, and the overall situation has been decided.
In just one day, twelve golden elixir monks fell into the hands of the new palace master, and a flying warship was captured, as well as a boat full of spiritual herbs and some magical weapons. Compared with the gains, the losses are almost negligible.
All the Lingxiao Palace monks on the boat looked at the palace owner in front of them with great fanaticism, their eyes were like mountains looking up.
At this time, there were a group of surrendered Xingyue Demon Sect foundation-building monks on the deck. At this time, they looked at the calm silver-haired monk with a pair of frightened eyes. The master of Lingxiao Palace was not a The old man named Wei Litian? Even if Wei Litian comes in person, he should never resort to such unnatural means.
Having captured hundreds of foundation-building monks and some Qi-refining monks, Feng Yuehua immediately went to count the war gains. Some valuable things were obtained from the storage bags of several golden elixir monks. The total amount of spirit stones that were smashed out amounted to no less than one million, which was regarded as private wealth. Naturally, he would not be willing to give it to the flying warship unless at a critical moment. It would be too late to regret it.
"Palace Master, here is a map scroll of Tianjian Mountain, collected from the food bag of the hook-nosed man." Soon after, Feng Yuehua sent a map scroll to Lu Xiaotian, and there were also Draw up a list of seized supplies.
"The warships are all covered with spiritual grass, and the specific number has yet to be counted." At this time, Feng Yuehua looked as excited as the other monks. Although we lost the Feiyuan warship, we now have the Feitian warship, and there are a large number of spiritual stones provided by the palace master, as well as the spiritual stones seized from the storage bags of several golden elixir monks, which is enough to spend a lot of time. It's been a while.
“The list will be more detailed and will be distributed after we arrive at Tianjian Mountain and gather the main force of Lingxiao Palace.” Lu Xiaotian waved his hand and motioned for Feng Yuehua to handle it himself. For such trivial matters, he can Less control means less control.
Attention shifted to the map scroll of Tianjian Mountain. It was a general distribution map of the enemy and our forces. Among the six golden elixir monks, only the hook-nosed man had this copy. It can be seen from this map It is no small matter that the scroll is in the three major cultivation worlds of Tianqiong, Nanhuang and Xingxiu.
Jin Chan Sect, Feiqi Tribe, Xingyue Demon Sect, and Jiesheng Sect. Lu Xiaotian glanced at the map scroll for a few times. The camp of the Jiesheng Sect was right next to the Xingyue Demon Sect. Lu Xiaotian suddenly had an extremely bold idea in his heart.
(End of this chapter)