Chapter 1511 The loss is not small
"Brother Shi!" Zhao Yu, who had already submerged into the passage, was about to return at this time. As soon as he came out of the cave entrance, he heard a beast roar and a wild and fierce blood. Gang power surged from the entrance of the cave. Zhao Yu quickly blocked the blow, and Yuan Yu, whose strength was much inferior to Zhao Shisan, was directly hit by the blow and his body slid four to five feet away.
"What's going on?" Zhao Li flicked his sleeves, and a strong gust of wind dispersed the remaining blood power at the entrance of the cave. ,
"Brother Shi San is injured. The man and woman did not leave before. Instead, they waited for us to find someone alone before we intercepted and killed them." Zhao Yu said with a solemn expression. "The opponent is guarding the entrance of the cave now. We can't rush back at all."
"Take turns to attack. No matter what, we must restrain one person so that the opponent cannot attack Brother Shi San with all his strength." Before Zhao Li finished speaking, With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen thunder fire beads flew out of the cave.
Boom boom boom, there was a burst of thunder and lightning at the entrance of the cave. Zhao Li was about to rush out with this explosion, but was blocked back again.
Zhao Shisan escaped for more than ten miles in one breath, which was already an incredible trick. With the cover of the earth and the thick layer of ice and snow covering the surface, the ground he escaped into was deep enough. Even for Lu Xiaotian, it would be difficult to track Zhao Shisan without the spirit-chasing white dog. Being able to escape more than ten miles in one breath, and in a very short period of time, is already a very impressive method.
But Zhao Shisan had just emerged, and Xiang Qingcheng was already pursuing him. Zhao Shisan's face turned ugly for a moment, and he looked back. There was a loud noise at the entrance of the cave, but none of Zhao Yu and the others rushed out.
“That silver-haired monk turned out to be so terrifying!” Seeing Lu Xiaotian’s figure, Zhao Shisan felt fear from the bottom of his heart. The other party had just fought hard with me, and it should have been consumed. Under such circumstances, seven great monks took turns to fight, but they were unable to break out.
A white figure with fluttering clothes and a sword came towards him. Zhao Shisan breathed a sigh of relief. At least it was not the terrifying silver-haired monk who was chasing him. Otherwise, he really has no hope at all.
But soon, Zhao Shisan became entangled in his heart again, whether he should escape far away or deal with Xiang Qingcheng nearby. Once he escapes, if Zhao Yu and others break through Lu Xiaotian's obstruction later, wouldn't it be a waste of precious time to rendezvous. But if he stayed here, Zhao Yu and others would still be unable to escape in the end, and they would lose another precious opportunity to escape.
"Chasing the Spirit Dog!" Soon, Zhao Shisan made a decision, or in other words, the Chasing Spirit Dog made the decision for him. With this spiritual beast on the other side, no matter how far he ran away, I'm afraid I can still get him out.
Since there is no way to escape, the only option is to fight to the death. Zhao Shi gritted his teeth. He reached out and made a move, and three long earth-yellow grasses gathered together again. He came towards Xiang Qingcheng in the shape of a pin.
Xiang Qingcheng let out a light scold, and a huge jade-colored ring loomed behind him. Within the ring, flying swords surged out, surging down like a mighty river. The opponent had only initially understood the true meaning of earth, and was injured by Lu Xiaotian's ethereal flying sword. Now it would take a lot of mana just to offset the entry of the ethereal sword's intention into the body. Under this situation, Xiang Qingcheng was sure to take care of Zhao Shisan in front of him, even without using the magic of the talisman formation.
It’s just that the fight was in full swing on the other side of the passage. Seven Zhao clan monks took turns attacking Lu Xiaotian. Xiang Qingcheng never thought he could stop him in a different place. Worried about Lu Xiaotian's safety, Xiang Qingcheng didn't hold back at all. With a move of his arms, several jade talismans appeared in the air, and the jade light gathered into one, which was extremely dazzling.
Pieces of jade light turned into a huge talisman and covered it from the sky. Zhao Shisan was covered by the jade talisman and quickly wanted to break the seal and get out. It's just that the mighty sword river surging out from the jade-colored portal has already arrived. Zhao Shisan was startled and quickly dealt with these countless delicate flying swords.
Ding, ding, ding. A series of impact sounds are endless.
After about a while of touching a stick of incense, Zhao Shisan was trapped by the power of the talisman formation. A flying sword passed between his neck, and a big head suddenly flew up.
At this time, Xiang Qingcheng also had a lot of sweat on his forehead. This was the first time she killed a great monk who understood the true meaning. Zhao Shisan's detached head also had a look of reluctance on his face. Under normal circumstances, his strength was almost the same as Xiang Qingcheng's. Even if the other party used a talisman array, it was only slightly stronger. Yi Fang tried his best to kill him. It’s just that he had been injured by Lu Xiaotian before,
Moreover, Xiang Qingcheng has been practicing the "Ten Turns of Fusion Skill" for many years, and has condensed the fourth Fusion Blood Bead. Stored 40% more mana. Xiang Qingcheng was able to hold on while maintaining high-intensity output, but the injured Zhao Shisan was already exhausted.
“Dongfang’s technique is quite useful at critical moments.” A smile broke out on Xiang Qingcheng’s face. But at this time, Zhao Shidisan's Nascent Soul had already shot away.
“This guy is extremely cunning.” Xiang Qingcheng’s joy was immediately diluted when he did not receive Yuanying.
After receiving Zhao Shisan’s Xumi ring, Xiang Qingcheng shot towards Lu Xiaotian’s location. Lu Xiaotian had already sensed that Xiang Qingcheng had killed Zhao Shisan. Before Xiang Qingcheng arrived, Lu Xiaotian had already let out a clear whistle and disappeared into the passage under a thunderous light.
Chi la chi la
"Let's go!" Zhao Yu and others were unwilling to accept it. The eight of them formed a large formation and were confident of killing all the monks below the gods. However, in this case, the opponent took advantage of the situation and cut them into two parts. They could not look at each other, and He took the opportunity to kill the strongest Zhao Hongsan. Now that things have come to this, no matter how resentful Zhao Yu is, he can only accept the reality and speed up to leave the passage immediately.
But at this time, Zou Xiaotian did not give these people enough time to evacuate. While Zhao Yu and three other people were still in the passage, Lu Xiaotian had already jumped into the passage. Suddenly, in the small space of the passage, a fight that was very different from usual started in this chaotic situation.
The depth is only ten feet, so it is undoubtedly extremely dangerous for a body cultivator to approach such a close distance. What's more, the other party's attainments in physical cultivation far exceed one's own.
As soon as Lu Xiaotian jumped into the passage, he suddenly felt like he was in a deserted place. While the ethereal flying swords were flying horizontally, the phantoms of fists and feet filled the entire small space.
Zhao Yu, who was slightly stronger, fled from the passage in panic, and fled towards the distance with four other members of his clan without looking back. In just a few moments, Zhao Yu narrowly escaped death several times and shot past Lu Xiaotian's fatal attacks. But the other three tribesmen were not so lucky. Stay in that narrow passage forever. After this battle, the Zhao clan suffered unprecedented heavy losses. The chief and deputy clan leaders died one after another, and Zhao Shisan also died in the battle. At this time, there was only one great monk left in the entire Zhao family's true meaning level. After three or four Zhao Shi died in succession, the formation could no longer be formed. The combat power of the top monks of the Zhao clan has been reduced to seven out of ten. After this battle, the Zhao clan will probably be unable to recover.
(End of this chapter)