The one-eyed man and the three people following behind him put on a desperate posture. Years of hunting told them that in the face of the most ferocious prey, only the more ferocious hunters could survive. If they were a little weak, they would end up in a terrible situation. More bleak.
The people of the Flying Cavalry tribe have extremely rich combat experience. They came up with the most correct plan in the shortest time. No one flinched and no one showed fear. This seemed somewhat surprising to Lu Xiaotian. Four cyan javelins, two in front and two in back, almost blocked Lu Xiaotian's possible retreat route.
"Senior Brother Lu, be careful!" Su Qing whispered anxiously on the Qingfeng Sail. She is also a knowledgeable person. She can see how powerful the people of the Flying Cavalry Tribe are. She also has magic weapons for escaping. She is so fast that she is not there. Under Lu Xiaotian's green sail, but now that she is injured, she cannot exert her proper speed at all. If not, Lu Xiaotian would not be in such a dangerous situation. Although there are only four people from the Flying Cavalry tribe besieging Lu Xiaotian in front of her, but The level of danger is no less than the previous fight for the Golden Condensation Fruit.
These cyan javelins have great impact. Even if they cannot penetrate the defense of the fire dragon's scales, when thrown by the one-eyed man and others, with the speed of the bald stork, the huge impact is stronger than that of the sword, which is mainly about cutting. The damage is much higher. What's more, Su Qing clearly knew that Lu Xiaotian was seriously injured in trying to save her during the previous melee for the Ningjin Fruit.
In his busy schedule, Luo Qian repelled the javelin that hit him and wanted to lend a helping hand, but was blocked by the other party's attack again. He could only watch Lu Xiaotian's dangerous situation and worry. Four javelins, this simple and unpretentious attack is fast and closely connected, giving rise to a helpless thought.
"Wind Armor!" Faced with the attack of these four javelins, Lu Xiaotian shouted slightly and offered a talisman. This talisman was a seventh-level defensive talisman that he exchanged with Xu Yunfang with the Condensing Gold Pill. Among the original exchange items was Qingfeng Sail. The wind armor talisman can be used three times and can block an ordinary blow equivalent to that of a first-level golden elixir monk. You can imagine how precious it is. Under normal circumstances, Lu Xiaotian would not bear to use it at all. It was in the previous battle where he killed Cheng Tao. In the middle, he also tried his best to sustain a certain amount of injuries and planned to keep it, but now he was injured. Facing the siege of the Feiqi tribe, especially the opponent's coming and going like wind, Lu Xiaotian had no more choices. In the case of injury, He lowered himself and caught four green javelins, and the huge impact was enough to seriously injure him. Disrupt his archery plan. Now the only thing he can threaten the opponent is the fire dragon bow and arrow. Lu Xiaotian naturally knows how to choose, but he is forced to use the wind armor talisman, and even exposes the fire dragon bow and arrow. These guys are considered outstanding.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes bloomed with extremely cold murderous intent. As soon as the wind armor talisman was sacrificed, a burst of wind energy flashed on Lu Xiaotian's body, immediately forming a set of cyan light armor.
Bang, bang, bang, four green javelins hit Lu Xiaotian one after another, but they were like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to make any progress. Even though among the four people who attacked Lu Xiaotian, there were three late-stage foundation-building monks and one mid-stage foundation-building monk, the ninth-level foundation-building monk and the golden elixir monk seemed to be only one step apart, but in fact they were like a chasm, let alone four foundation-building monks. , even the combined blow of forty people may not be able to catch up with the casual blow of a first-level Jindan monk. In addition to the gap in absolute strength, there is also a gap in realm.
"What?" The four people saw the strange cyan armor appearing on Lu Xiaotian before, and they only thought it was a defensive method. Even if it was powerful, it would be limited after all. But the scene that appeared in front of them was so simple that it was unbelievable. The four people behind and behind tried their best. The cyan javelin thrown was not only blocked, but the opponent was not damaged at all.
"Retreat!" The one-eyed man was so frightened that his soul was dying. Their full-strength attacks could not even damage the opponent's fur. How could they fight this battle?
As soon as the one-eyed man's order was given, the four of them asked the white-headed stork under their seats to fly away from Lu Xiaotian immediately. At this time, he no longer wanted to kill the enemy, but only wanted to escape from danger as soon as possible.
Want to escape now? Can you make it? Lu Xiaotian's face was as cold as iron, and he concentrated on it. It seemed that only the flying white-headed stork was left between the sky and the earth. To capture the thief, capture the king first, and to shoot the man, shoot the horse first. These people from the Flying Riding Tribe are very powerful, and they are in trouble with the White-headed Stork. With the size of the White-headed Stork, they can easily block it. In this case, let’s get rid of the White-headed Stork first. As long as these Flying Riders When tribesmen lose their mounts, they are like tigers that have had their teeth pulled out and can be taken away at any time.
Whoosh! The Danyuan Fire Dragon Arrow dragged a gorgeous fiery red streak in the air, like a passing fire dragon, dominating the air.
When an arrow was shot, Lu Xiaotian did not pause at all, and drew his bow and arrow again. At first, the four people tried to kill him with all their strength, and they all rushed towards him. No matter how fast they were at this time, they could not catch up with the attacking fire dragon arrow, and they wanted to fly. It will take some time to get out of the attack range of the fire dragon arrow, and this time is just a passing moment in normal times, but at this time, it has become the two gates between life and death.
Whoosh, the second arrow followed.
Two shrill screams, and the surging destructive power of the fire dragon arrows blasted the bald stork into a large cloud of blood mist in the air, and its body was torn into pieces. With Lu Xiaotian's current strength, he was angry and more powerful than before.
"I will fight with you!" The one-eyed man looked horrified when he saw his nephew and brother falling from the sky, and he was locked again. The feeling was like a thorn in his back. It seemed that no matter how he ran away, he could not escape the opponent's attack. scope. The one-eyed man in desperate situation roared hysterically. In this case, it is better to fight to the death with this black-faced young man.
The one-eyed man who changed his flight direction rushed towards Lu Xiaotian again, his javelin ready to go. The other person used this to escape a certain distance and looked at the scene behind him in shock.
"Second brother!"
However, under the absolute strength gap, the net of death may not be broken. The javelin thrown by the one-eyed middle-aged man was once again blocked by the wind armor on Lu Xiaotian. The bald stork under the one-eyed man's seat received special care from Lu Xiaotian because of his stronger strength.
An arrow shot through the air, a fiery arrow, and fiery blood. The white-headed stork was once again under the devastating destructive power of the Danyuan Fire Dragon Arrow, with a huge blood hole exploding in its body. One of its wings was directly detached, and the broken stork body fell weakly to the ground.
"You go deal with those few, and leave the remaining two flat-haired beasts to me." The angle of the bow and arrow in Lu Xiaotian's hand moved slightly, aiming at the white-headed stork that Luo Qian was fighting with.
"Okay!" Luo Qian was in great spirits. He looked at the people who had lost their mounts with a fierce look in his eyes. He had been suppressed and beaten condescendingly by the opponent relying on his speed before, but now he could finally vent his anger.
