At this time, Dongfang Yi was already showing signs of decline, and the monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe, who suffered heavy casualties, even launched a hysterical attack. Including the spirit eagle under the seat, they all used their full strength. Especially the Alchemy Fire and Thunder Arrow of the stout old man, its aura is even more frightening. Seeing that Dongfang Yi was in trouble, the other three extremely powerful late-stage exotic monks immediately joined the battle group to attack, hoping to kill the enemy Golden Elixir monk. Take the credit for it. With the addition of two more alchemy instruments, Dongfang Yi's situation was really extremely dangerous.
Dongfang Yi's face also showed a bit of solemnity and sadness. She didn't expect that she, a golden elixir monk, would die in the hands of several foundation-building monks. Even if she could survive this wave of attacks, she would probably be exhausted. She would rather have broken jade than complete tiles. Dongfang Yi's beautiful eyes focused and she waved the ice fan in her hand again.
The sky was bright and clear, and the cold wind was blowing hard. With the waving of the ice fan, a large number of ice spikes appeared in the air, heading towards the countless eagle feathers and thunder rockets.
Ding ding ding
The eagle feathers, which were sharper than knives, struck the ice spikes and made the sound of gold and stone clashing. It's just that although there were many eagle feathers, they were all beaten to pieces by the ice spikes. Even the dozen fire and thunder arrows were exhausted after they shot the ice spikes one after another and could no longer cause any damage.
A large number of ice spikes were shot out, and the flying snake coiled rope of the female cultivator in pink frequently collided with the ice spikes. Although the ice spikes were constantly broken, they could not move forward at all.
A sharp whistle sounded, not from a human, but from the long knife of the strong man who carried it before.
After successively slashing on those ice thorns, the cracks on the long knife became bigger and bigger, until finally, after a sound like cracking gold and piercing stone, the long knife actually disintegrated into countless small handles, and the sword exploded in front of him. All the ice spikes were swept away.
"What a knife!" The scimitar young man shouted. As the ice thorns were cleared away by the disintegrating knives, the scimitar young man left a strange afterimage in the air and shot out.
Dongfang Yi snorted slightly. With her current strength, she could only launch the lowest level attack of the ice fan. Otherwise, these few people together wouldn't be enough to hit her with a few blows. But now it was too late for her to be upset. The heavy arrow carrying the aura of thunder and fire roared towards her, and in the blink of an eye, she was already in front of her.
Dongfang Yi's face turned pale, and she opened the screen horizontally, barely blocking the heavy arrow. However, due to her severely injured body and excessive consumption of mana, it was not easy to block a blow that was originally ordinary to her. While her aching hand blocked the heavy arrow, the huge impact made her wrist go numb, and the ice fan flew out of her hand.
Chi la----
The first fire-thunder heavy arrow was blocked, but another one came from behind. At this time, the stout old man riding on the Spirit Eagle seemed to have had all his energy drained from his body. The two arrows connected with each other and consumed most of his remaining mana. A look of hatred flashed across the face of the stout old man. The ice fan in the Jindan female cultivator's hand was out of control. He did not believe that this arrow could not kill the opponent. Anyone from the Flying Cavalry Tribe who dares to kill him, even a Golden Core cultivator, will have their blood splattered on the spot!
The young man wearing a scimitar and wearing a gorgeous suit sighed slightly in his heart. Although the Flying Cavalry Tribe is usually arrogant, it is not unreasonable. This stout old man's double-star archery technique is mysterious and mysterious. Although the two arrows are one after the other, they are connected extremely tightly. This The golden elixir female cultivator blocked one of the arrows, but in her haste and under siege, she might not be able to block the second arrow.
However, a stern expression quickly flashed across the face of the young man wearing a scimitar. If he couldn't block it, it didn't mean that the golden elixir female cultivator could be killed by this arrow. She might be seriously injured. In short, it was up to her to fight for everything.
The figure of the young man wearing a scimitar and wearing a splendid attire surged forward again, and drew out the red scimitar from his waist. The scimitar gave people a ferocity that could devour everything. The moment he drew the sword, the young man's eyebrows and hair turned red.
The sword slashed out, giving people a majestic aura of a red sun rising in the east.
"Southern Wilderness Flame Demon Demon Sword, Nine Styles of Sunrise!" The big man with the sword before stretched out his hand, and the countless disintegrated knives seemed to have spirituality. They shot back and merged together again, forming the cracked sword before. Long knife. The big man carrying a sword boasted that his sword skills were amazing, but when he saw the sword struck by the young man with a scimitar, he immediately screamed in surprise.
The breath of that sword was huge and surging. It was no less powerful than the Danyuan Fire and Thunder Heavy Arrow shot by the stout old man. It was only a hair’s breadth behind the Fire and Thunder Heavy Arrow. If the Fire and Thunder Heavy Arrow couldn’t kill Dongfang Yi, this would One knife can undoubtedly play a decisive role.
"What a powerful sword, what a powerful sword technique!" The sturdy old man was weak and filled with undisguised anger. If their strength had not been greatly damaged at this time, many clan members would have been killed by this golden elixir female cultivator. No matter how powerful the three monks in front of them were, they would never dare to steal food from his more than twenty flying knights. But even so, the sturdy old man still had great confidence in this arrow. The aura on the golden elixir female cultivator's body has been extremely weak, and most of the opponent's resistance has been destroyed by his first elixir fire and thunder arrow.
Sure enough, before the heavy fire thunder arrow condensed with Dan Yuan touched his body, Dongfang Yi choked with blood again, and his light body was directly knocked away by the arrow.
Seeing that the heavy arrow of fire and thunder was about to penetrate into the body, a silver-haired young man suddenly appeared. He caught the flying Dongfang Yi expressionlessly, held his slender waist with one hand, and held the other hand with the other hand. Seemingly, he grabbed it in the air in an ordinary way. A contemptuous smile flashed in the heart of the sturdy old man. He wanted to catch his heavy fire and thunder arrow with his hand. Did he think that he was a golden elixir monk? Just quickly. The sneer froze on his face.
The arrow that was as powerful as fire and thunder actually stopped in the air. No, to be precise, the fire and thunder arrow had an extra hand on it that looked ordinary.
The silver-haired young man grabbed the Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow, threw it aside like a piece of grass, and flew back with Dongfang Yi in his arms. The right hand that had thrown away the arrow flashed with golden light, and a brilliant golden sword slashed through the air, and the sword energy suddenly appeared like thunder on the ground.
The powerful sword of the young man in fine clothes and scimitar was like the rising sun, condensing his full strength into one strike, but under this sword, the red sun seemed to be split by the golden light. Two terrifying sword energy collided, and the silver-haired young man suddenly shot out. The huge shock wave made it impossible for the young man in the scimitar uniform to pursue smoothly.
"Be careful!" Dongfang Yi originally thought that she would definitely die, but she didn't expect that someone she never expected would appear at this time. At this time, several flying warriors who had been knocked down by ice picks because of heavy arrows controlled the spirit eagle and drew their bows. Nocking an arrow.
Lu Xiaotian stretched his finger backwards without looking back, and the flowing water hit the stone, producing a mysterious sound of ice soul.
