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"Without the mount, I see what you can do." Luo Qian abandoned the opponent in front of him and rushed towards the nearest one-eyed man. Among the five members of the flying riding tribe, this man was the strongest. This person was also responsible for commanding the joint attack just now, and Luo Qian hated him even more. The thunder gun in his hand came out and swept towards the one-eyed man.
The sound of the gun is like thunder, and the speed of the gun is like lightning. The one-eyed man was startled. He quickly waved the cyan javelin and shot out seven white bone nails with his left hand. These bone nails were made from the ribs he removed from the golden thorn tiger. They can crack gold and penetrate stone and have extraordinary lethality. Now that he no longer has a mount, it has become one of his most powerful means.
Seven white bone nails struck in the air one after another. Luo Qian let out a cry, and the thunder gun in the air suddenly started to spin like it was full of spirituality. It was swung into a big circle, and the white bone nails hit it and were ejected one after another.
Seeing that the white bone nail bounced back in the blink of an eye, the one-eyed man was secretly shocked. He raised his gun and was about to fight. The opponent had already come within ten feet of him. This distance was within reach for the foundation-building monks. At this time, the Dusou man could see that although the young man in front of him was not very old, he was extremely skilled in the thunder system. With the Dan Yuan Thunder Spear, he could fly in the air faster than him, and the opponent was the first They immediately found him and there was no way to escape. What made the one-eyed man feel a little calmer was that he was already at the ninth level of foundation building, and his cultivation level was one level higher than that of his opponent. If the two of them were to fight in close quarters, they would not be beaten. Once they distanced themselves, the black-faced man would be beaten. The bow and arrow in the young man's hand will immediately become his talisman.
The cyan javelin and the thunder gun fought in the air for a while. Soon the one-eyed man discovered that the opponent's thunder gun was powerful and heavy, and surprisingly powerful. He originally expected to exhaust the opponent's mana, but he saw Luo Qian swallowing another missile again. After Tiandan, the one-eyed man's face darkened, knowing that this idea had failed.
boom! The thunder gun stabbed at the one-eyed man. The one-eyed man held the green javelin with both hands to block, but the barrel of the thunder gun was as soft as boneless. It curved magically, like a soft whip hitting the one-eyed man's chest. .
The one-eyed man screamed, and his body was like a kite with its string broken, and he was thrown into the distance out of control. The blood spit out from his mouth and the contents of his stomach were spilled, filling the air with a strange smell.
"Second brother, you bastard, I will fight with you!" The man who was originally riding on the bald stork and responsible for attacking Luo Qian suddenly became furious. In order to increase their strength, the members of their flying horse tribe trained and fought together. , the friendship formed is extremely deep. Because of this, the Flying Cavalry Tribe is very exclusive. Although the number of people is small, offending the Flying Cavalry Tribe is a very troublesome thing. The one-eyed man's injury immediately made the remaining people furious. The middle-aged man riding on the white-headed stork was so angry that he chased Luo Qianji again.
"Those who kill will always be killed. Since you, the Flying Cavalry Tribe, have come all the way to the Wangyue Cultivation Realm to kill people and sell goods, you must be prepared to be killed. Is it true that only the members of your Flying Cavalry Tribe are valuable, and the rest are just worthless? Since you are here, , then just stay."
Lu Xiaotian sneered at the other party's reaction. It was one thing for these people to have a good relationship and to unite and cooperate, but this idea was undoubtedly very despising. Before Lu Xiaotian finished speaking, the arrow in his hand only shot out again. The white-headed stork sitting under the middle-aged man fell down in response. In the end, there was only one person left, and Lu Xiaotian was too lazy to care about him because he had escaped farther. Controlling the Qingfeng Sail, he chased the remaining people who had lost their mounts. These people used to rely too much on their mounts, so after losing their mounts, their speed suddenly dropped. The speed of flying in the air can only be ranked middle or lower among the monks of the same level in the Mochizuki Immortal World. Flying Cavalry gave these people unparalleled combat power, but it also brought corresponding disadvantages.
With Qing Fengfan's speed, it didn't take much effort for Lu Xiaotian to directly catch up with someone. Compared to Luo Qian, Lu Xiaotian's face was a one-sided massacre. He controlled Qing Fengfan and caught up with the opponent, temporarily. Giving up control of Qing Feng Fan, Qing Fan continued to slide forward with a certain amount of inertia. Lu Xiaotian shot the fire dragon arrow again, and at the same time, the Earth Splitting Sword also attacked the opponent, and there was no one in his path. In a matter of seconds, Lu Xiaotian killed two people.
After Luo Qian injured the one-eyed man, he killed another person. He shot the one-eyed man mercilessly in the neck again. Among the five monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe, except for one who saw the situation was not going well and ran away with a look of grief and anger, the other four and their mounts were killed on the spot, which was not a tragedy.
"Just wait, we will praise the tribe and fight with you until death!" The middle-aged man with triangle eyes yelled in pain.
"If I don't kill you, the people in your tribe who praise you will let us go." Luo Qian sarcastically said, "If you have the ability, just let us go. If we encounter you again, I will kill you without leaving a trace."
The triangular-eyed young man's face turned blue and white, and he flew away at lightning speed. Riding on the white-headed stork, Lu Xiaotian couldn't catch up. Even if he picked up Su Qing, it would take a lot of effort to catch up with the opponent at the speed of Qingfengfan. After all, the bird He is the master of the air. No matter how good the flying magic weapon is, he cannot catch up with the top demon birds. Qing Fengfan's ability to catch up with most demonic birds is already considered a rare achievement.
"Let's go too." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to retract all the fire dragon arrows he shot, and asked Luo Qian to return to the Qingfeng Sail and leave quickly. It is not suitable to stay in the land of right and wrong for a long time. Now he has killed several people from the Flying Riding Tribe and stayed. As time goes by, who knows if the other party will have more manpower coming over.
"Thanks to you, Senior Brother Lu, I used to feel that my strength was pretty good among Foundation Establishment monks, but in front of you, Senior Brother, I know what it means to be dwarfed by comparison." Luo Qian, who returned to Qingfeng Sail, said with a wry smile, If it hadn't been for the battle just now, he wouldn't have known that Lu Xiaotian had such an astonishingly powerful set of bows and arrows. Even his thunder gun was considered to be at the upper level of power among Danyuan magic weapons, but in comparison, Luo Qian had no confidence that he could block that terrifying sword and arrow, and he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
"Since I entered the world of cultivation, I have been licking blood all the way. I have never lived a peaceful life for a few days. My qualifications are not as good as yours. If I want to improve my cultivation, I can only put in more effort. Maybe God will reward hard work. "Okay." Lu Xiaotian said softly. After several consecutive battles, his own secrets were almost exposed, but there was nothing he could do about it.
"Senior Brother Lu, have you been here like this in the past few days?" Su Qing asked curiously.
"That's right. I have experienced things that are much more dangerous than this so many times." Lu Xiaotian said casually, unwilling to continue on this topic.
