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The first ones to rush up were the monks from the Bai clan, ten black spirit cranes, and the ten foundation-building warriors from the Bai clan above. Looking at Lu Xiaotian in front of him, there was inevitably a look of excitement in his eyes. They came in a hurry, although they heard that When it comes to how powerful the silver-haired monk is, he only talks a few words, but time is short and he has never seen it with his own eyes, so naturally he cannot understand how far the other party has reached. However, the leader, the old man Bai Hua, was inevitably a little excited. The Wushi tribe's troops and another Qing tribe's troops were already visible to the naked eye. He was the first to kill him. As long as he blocked the silver-haired young man for a moment, whoever killed the silver-haired young man in the end or the golden elixir female cultivator would be killed. Accept his affection and share some of his benefits.
"Young men of the Bai clan, please don't rush forward because of greed. You only need to block this person for a moment." Bai Hua is a late-stage foundation-building monk who has lived a long time after all. He still has a certain degree of caution and loudly reminds the tribe behind him. Monk. This is to prevent a few young and energetic people from behind who will not only get no credit but also lose their lives because of their greed for credit.
"Arrogant!" Just as Bai Hua restrained the clan members behind him, all the monks of the Bai clan saw the silver-haired young man rushing over without any care. Even Bai Hua had this thought flashing through his mind, and there was no need to say anything more about those tribesmen who were high on fighting spirit behind him.
"Dragnet!" Bai Hua shouted.
The clansmen at the back responded loudly, and each formed a team of two. With a clatter, they dispersed from the queue. A large ball of black rope stretched out from the left to the right, spread out with a clatter, and turned into a huge black net. Bai Shi The monks of the tribe pulled Zhang Luokai towards Lu Xiaotian.
This kind of large-scale black net is extremely strong. As long as you are caught in the net, it will definitely take a lot of effort to struggle out. If you are caught by several large nets layer by layer, even the late-stage foundation-building monks will not be able to escape. , maybe they can deal with this person without the help of people from the Wushi tribe. These people were overjoyed to see the silver-haired young man still rushing towards him without even the slightest intention of evading.
Bai Hua and another middle-aged man who was slightly stronger each held a black spear and rode on the black crane to sweep the formation from the side to prevent the silver-haired young man from escaping from tricky angles or attacking the relatively weak ones. The clan members took action to break their dragnet.
But at this moment, a sound of running water suddenly came from the sky, and Bai Hua's consciousness was slightly strange, but this strangeness had almost no impact. Bai Jie couldn't help but sneered, could there be some back-up plan?
But soon, Bai Hua's sneer quickly solidified on his face, because out of the corner of his eye, he quickly noticed that the clan relatives next to him had a strange expression, and even the spirit eagle under the seat was moving uncontrollably. The next thing is falling. The black nets that had been pulled apart before lost the strength to hold them on and slipped from the hands of the tribe behind them.
"What's going on?" Bai Hua was horrified when he saw this, and he quickly stepped forward to fight, hoping to block the silver-haired young man in front of him, not seeking merit, but hoping to lead his tribe to escape from the silver-haired young man. The spear in Bai Hua's hand danced in the air, turning into countless spear shadows and attacking Lu Xiaotian with overwhelming momentum.
A sneer flashed at the corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth, and he stretched out his hand and threw out dozens of wind blades. With his current level of cultivation, it was easy for him to display these wind blades and control their direction. As for the shadow of the old man's spear coming towards him.
Lu Xiaotian swung his sword directly, and the sword light reappeared. Wherever the golden sword light passed, the spear shadows were crushed one after another.
"Sword Intention!" Bai Hua is also considered a knowledgeable person. When he saw that the black spear he thrust out was forced back without any suspense, he couldn't help but screamed and spit out a mouthful of blood. The spear in his hand absorbed his essence and blood. After that, there was a burst of light, and a spear thrust forward. It was not an attack, but turned into a huge blood shield, held up by the spear, blocking the golden sword light.
The blood shield suddenly collapsed. Fortunately, the terrifying sword light had also disappeared. Before Bai Hua could breathe a sigh of relief, a handful of golden elixirs had suddenly enlarged. In the blink of an eye, they had already crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and were right in front of them.
Bai Hua hurriedly blocked the spear, but a huge force surged from the golden elixir. The toughness of Bai Hua's spear was also amazing. It was not cut off by the Earth-shattering knife, but the huge Bai Hua was almost unable to resist the brute strength, and after being hit by the impact of the horizontal spear, it hit him on the chest. There was also some sharp sword energy that took the opportunity to surge forward.
After all, Bai Hua is not a physical practitioner, and his physical body's defense ability is not very high, especially when he is hit at this time, part of the sword energy penetrates into his body. Bai Hua spurted blood out of his mouth, and his body was also injured by the sword energy, and blood poured out from the wound. Bai Hua, who was seriously injured, could no longer hold on. His vision went dark and he fell unconscious. The black crane under him quickly retreated with Bai Hua on his back.
As for the Bai clan who had been waiting with their nets open before, a series of extremely simple wind blades passed through their bodies, or struck at the spiritual crane under them. Even Lu Xiaotian, who controls the wind blade to attack enemies in several directions at the same time, can only control the general direction and cannot accurately hit the vital points of every white tribe and spirit crane. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian’s original intention was to break through the obstacles in front of him as quickly as possible, not to pursue maximum damage.
But even so, wherever the wind blade passes, there is still a mass of death and injury. These foundation-building monks, who were not weak in strength, ended up suffering a big loss from these low-level wind blade spells. However, they were completely defenseless at this time, and their bodies naturally could not withstand the cutting of the wind blade, but these The defense of the spirit cranes under the seats was not low, they only lost a few feathers, and one of them wore defensive spirit armor, which blocked the wind blade.
But among these people, two were still dead and four were slightly or seriously injured.
Whether it was the Wushi tribe that had been chasing after them or the fifteen members of another Qing tribe. Seeing the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but be shocked and speechless. The Bai clan, including ten monks from Bai Hua who were in the late stage of foundation building, were not even able to block a single encounter. Seven people were killed or injured, leaving no room for resistance. Bai Hua's late stage monk who was in the late stage of foundation building was even more defeated. The silver-haired young man was slashed unconscious with two sword blows. It seemed that the silver-haired young man was just in a hurry to find a way out and had no time to care about the people of the Bai clan. Otherwise, none of the ten people, including Bai Hua, would be left, and the silver-haired young man would only need to spend a few more moments of effort.
Even Wubi and the monks of the Qing clan had an idea in their minds that the Flying Cavalry Tribe was so weak in the air. But at the same time, they felt relieved. Fortunately, there were not many monks like this in the Moon Watching World, otherwise the evil reputation of the Flying Cavalry Tribe would be gone forever!
