But how could Lu Xiaotian let the intentions of these flying knights succeed? When he left Di Kun just now, with the help of Di Kun's speed, he was already close enough to the flying knight tribe monks.
He stretched out his fingers and used the Bingpo Xuanyin move, which was so fresh that it was eaten all over the world. For those fifth-level spirit eagles whose cultivation level is significantly lower than their own, as well as flying knights in the middle stage of foundation building, Ice Soul Xuanyin is more effective than any other move, even Emperor Kun's gray-white light ball is more powerful. But it is not as invisible as the Ice Soul Xuanyin. If you don't have a spiritual defensive weapon with you, there is almost no way to deal with such a move. These flying warriors were shocked by Di Kun's strength and did not pay enough attention to him to a certain extent. Lu Xiaotian was not willing to let go of this good opportunity.
A sound of running water hitting rocks passed by, and all the mid-level flying warriors and fifth-level spirit eagles affected by this sound were stunned.
"Damn it!" Wu Hong saw these elite tribal warriors as if they were possessed, and naturally knew that he had been tricked by the silver-haired young man just now. I don’t know what weird moves can make so many monks in the middle stage of foundation building lose the ability to resist. We must not let the other party do whatever they want. Wu Hong and the other three late-stage foundation-building monks abandoned Di Kun one after another and rushed towards the silver-haired young man desperately. No matter what, they first saved the sons of the tribe. Many of these people were their nephews. relative.
Wu Hong, who reacted the fastest, shot a heavy arrow at the silver-haired young man. With his archery skills, he was confident that his opponent would have nowhere to escape without having to aim.
It was too late, Lu Xiaotian looked slightly cold, and the earth-shattering knife rose into the sky again. Due to time constraints, he faced four powerful late-stage foundation-building monks approaching. He was not afraid at first. He just let these people block it, and waited for those building When the fifth-level spirit eagle, a mid-level flying warrior, comes back to his senses, he will definitely abandon him and attack Di Kun exclusively. If he misses it, he will never have such a good opportunity again.
The other two late-stage monks from the Wushi tribe also rushed toward him desperately.
Several spiritual eagles flapped their wings, and a large number of eagle feathers were mixed with wind blades, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, trying to drown Lu Xiaotian in the center.
Lu Xiaotian ignored these eagle feathers and wind blades. What really deterred him were the heavy fire and thunder arrows shot by the four flying cavalry warriors in the late stage of foundation building.
In order for the attack to be effective, Lu Xiaotian even withdrew the deputy soul that controlled Qing Fengfan. Qing Fengfan, who lost control, suddenly slowed down, and just relied on its original inertia to continue to slow down and slide forward. However, at this time, the attention of these flying warriors was first shocked by Di Kun's fierceness, and then encountered Lu Xiaotian's even weirder attack. More than a dozen tribesmen in the middle stage of foundation establishment were temporarily trapped in the pool, and their life and death were threatened. . How could this situation not make them so shocked and angry that they temporarily ignored Qing Fengfan and the golden elixir female cultivator above.
In addition, there were flying cavalry warriors in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment who were farther away when they saw this scene. They couldn't help but draw their bows and arrows, trying to kill the silver-haired young man immediately and save their fellow tribesmen who were attacked.
"It's Senior Brother Lu, it's really Senior Brother Lu, I saw his golden sword!" Leng Qiaoyu, who was in the crack at this time, saw the Earth-shattering sword appearing, and immediately grabbed Zhu Ling's hand nervously, but I found that Zhu Ling was also biting her lips at this time.
"Really Senior Brother Lu from our Lingxiao Palace?" A young thin-faced monk next to him asked with concern. Maybe he didn't notice it when he met him in Lingxiao Palace, but now is the time of war with foreign monks. In the war zone, I suddenly met a fellow sect member who had no grudges. After all, I still felt a sense of belonging to the same sect.
"You can't be wrong, we are all too familiar with the aura of Senior Brother Lu's golden elixir." Zhu Ling nodded, seeing Lu Xiaotian's dangerous situation at this time, so many spirit eagles, including four masters in the late stage of foundation building, were attacking Lu Xiaotian at the same time. , violent mana fluctuations in the air, ordinary foundation-building monks will be immediately torn into pieces by this violent attack even if they are in it.
"It's a pity. No matter how powerful Lu Xiaotian is, he can't escape this disaster now." Although Meng Yu pretended to hide it, there was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone.
Zhu Ling, Leng Qiaoyu and others glared at Meng Yu. Seeing the other party's confident look, although he was extremely angry, there was nothing he could do. Moreover, at this time, everyone's attention was still on Lu Xiaotian, and they had no time to care about Meng Yu for the time being.
I saw a large number of eagle feathers high in the sky, as well as the sharp claws grabbed by the spiritual eagle's claws, rushing towards Lu Xiaotian, like a violent storm, without any blind spots, almost surrounding Lu Xiaotian. In addition, there were also the fire-thunder heavy arrows shot by the flying knights, especially the attacks of the four late-stage foundation-building monks, which were even more terrifying.
Originally thinking that Lu Xiaotian was certain to die, Wu Hong and several late-stage flying warriors thought that in such a harsh environment, the silver-haired young man would not be able to survive. But there was a hint of anger in Wu Hong's eyes. The silver-haired young man in front of him still ignored him, and his sword energy flew in all directions. Even if the silver-haired young man could be killed, there would probably be many casualties among the team.
The sword energy everywhere had already dispersed under the siege of several late-stage flying cavalry warriors.
The six or seven mid-term flying knights who were affected, as well as the spirit eagles beneath them, were either dead or injured, and some were even cut in half by the sharp blade energy of the earth-shattering knife. A large amount of blood spilled from the air.
"Death!" Seeing the scene in front of them, the eyes of Wu Hong and several late-stage monks were splitting. They stared at Lu Xiaotian with eyes that seemed to be cannibalistic. After shooting an arrow, they quickly drew their hands to the arrow pot behind their backs. But the scene that happened in front of him caused his hand to pull away from the arrow pot to pause involuntarily, and several people's eyes widened one after another. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"This, how is this possible?" Everyone who was watching the battle in the cracks in the ground almost exclaimed when they saw the amazing scene high in the sky. Even the white-browed old man with the highest level of cultivation here was so shocked that his mouth opened wide and he blinked. Blinking his eyes, he seemed to want to reconfirm whether what he saw before him was real.
I saw that Lu Xiaotian, who was supposed to be killed by the countless eagle feathers and the dozens of sharp strikes captured by the spiritual eagle, now had a cold expression, like an invincible god of war. From those countless eagle feathers and violent He rushed out with great energy.
The sharp eagle feather hit Lu Xiaotian's body, scratching Lu Xiaotian's coat, but revealing a red shining dragon scale armor underneath. The sharp eagle feather hit the fire dragon scale armor, and there was even a faint white streak. No prints were left.
At this time, most people would think that Lu Xiaotian relied on the super defense of this set of fire dragon scales, but what is even more shocking is that those sharp eagle feathers scratched Lu Xiaotian's face, and they also did not leave any wounds.
What kind of defense is this? Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel shocked.
