"I'll fight you."
The Yinlan thief didn't expect Lu Xiaotian to come so quickly. He had just been punched by Lu Xiaotian, so he dared to confront Lu Xiaotian head-on with his flesh palm. The long sword in his other hand quickly slashed at Lu Xiaotian's neck. At the same time, his heart was filled with fear. I want merit, but I want this sword to force the opponent to retreat and join the others. The two of them had just fought for the first time, and the Yinlan Thief could feel from the opponent's incomparable strength that he was no match for this person.
"Senior Lu, be careful!" Cao Xier originally thought that she might not be able to survive this time. After all, even her father could no longer protect her. How could she have thought that Lu Xiaotian would come out of nowhere at this time? The last time Lu Xiaotian said goodbye, Cao Sheng had invited him Lu Xiaotian attended her golden elixir ceremony. However, Lu Xiaotian refused because he had important matters.
Cao Xi'er was disappointed and had no other choice. They had just succeeded in forming the elixir, and they went to get something with Cao Sheng. Unexpectedly, something like this happened, and several powerful enemies intercepted them. Even her father was blocked by a ferocious old man. The third uncle was also in a tough fight. Cao Xier had no illusions at first, but she didn't expect Lu Xiaotian to unexpectedly come out of nowhere at this time. Just like snatching her away from the Yinlan thief decades ago. There was not much fireworks in the attack, and the extremely ugly Yinlan thief was able to retreat in an understatement.
Cao Xier couldn't help but feel ecstatic. But her whole heart couldn't help but feel nervous. She saw Lu Xiaotian reaching out to grab Yinlan Thief's soft sword. She had seen how powerful Yinlan Thief's swordsmanship was. Maybe he was not as powerful as Lu Xiaotian, but his flesh palm directly met the opponent's sword. The long sword made Cao Xier couldn't help but scream.
"Seeking death." A hint of surprise flashed across Yinlan's face, but soon he yelled crazily and fiercely. The mana concentrated in the soft sword increased a bit again.
Seeing that the soft sword was about to hit Lu Xiaotian's palm, the sword was so sharp that even with Lu Xiaotian's seventh-level physical cultivation defense, it was difficult to withstand the sword, but in the blink of an eye, a layer of ancient silver The armor spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, tightly wrapping Lu Xiaotian's hand in it, forming an ancient silver glove.
Cang, the soft sword struck the palm of Lu Xiaotian's hand. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and grabbed the soft sword directly. He stretched out his right hand and slapped it, hitting the Yinlan Thief's chest like lightning.
With a bang, the Yinlan Thief's body was like a kite with its string broken, vomiting blood in the air and breaking several large trees that were as thick as a few people's arms.
The long sword in Lu Xiaotian's hand felt the heavy damage from its master, twisted crazily, and struggled.
Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, and a layer of armor appeared on his right hand. He put his hands together, grabbed the long sword and twisted it like a twist. At this time, it lost the infusion of mana, and this alchemy weapon was definitely no match for Lu Xiaotian. However, under Lu Xiaotian's fierce rubbing, the long sword whined, its aura was greatly reduced, and it became shapeless.
The Yinlan Thief's body rolled on the ground, and he was so frightened that he did not dare to stay any longer. Even if his most important Alchemy Magical Artifact was severely damaged, he did not have the slightest intention to snatch it back at this time. He ran away like a desperate man in the direction where Cao Sheng had yelled before. Faced with the threat of death at any time, the Yinlan Thief's potential exploded at an unprecedented speed.
"Are you okay?" After his physical strength had broken through to the seventh level, combined with the Ruyi Armor, it was really powerful. Especially in this kind of close combat, you have to have a lot of advantages when facing ordinary monks. Lu Xiaotian didn't have much interest. He threw the long sword aside like scrap metal, glanced at Cao Xi'er and said.
"Senior Lu, I" Cao Xier's eyes turned red for no reason, and tears rolled in her eyes.
"Get some clothes and put them on. I'm afraid your father will be in trouble. Come with me and have a look." Lu Xiaotian's eyes glanced past Cao Xi'er, and then withdrew from Cao Xi'er's snow-like skin in an instant, and reminded Cao Xi'er. road.
"Oh, okay!" Cao Xier felt disappointed when she saw Lu Xiaotian turned around. However, after Lu Xiaotian's reminder, she soon realized that her father might be in danger, otherwise he would not sit back and watch her daughter being bullied. come over.
"Senior Lu, right in front." Cao Xier randomly took a large cloak from the storage bag and wrapped it around herself, then flew through the air in the direction of Cao Sheng.
At this time, the life-threatening infant monk, who only had the upper half of his body, was surrounded by a mass of black energy from the waist down, but it was full of ferocious flames. He fought with Cao Shengda and his spiritual beast, a ninth-level Diyou dog. At this time, Cao Sheng seemed to be in a bad situation, with a streak of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the ninth-level spade dog had several scales falling off and was seriously injured.
"What's the matter with you?" The life-demanding infant monk was pressing down on Cao Sheng. He seemed to have the upper hand. Suddenly he saw the Yinlan thief running away miserably. He frowned and turned to the Yinlan thief. He shouted, with his sharp eyesight, he could naturally see that with Cao Xier's ability, there was no way he could be the opponent of Yinlan Thief, but this Yinlan Thief was also defeated too strangely. He was extremely arrogant a moment ago, but now he seemed to have Only half of his life is left to survive.
"The other party is coming to help, save, save me!" The Yinlan thief said in a panic.
"Trash!" If it weren't for this critical moment, the infant monk's temper would have forced him to kill the Yinlan thief on the spot with one palm. He opened his mouth and screamed, and as the black energy surrounded him, the baby skeletons surrounding Cao Sheng began to cry and bite at Cao Sheng.
Cao Sheng's yellow jade guillotine flew in the air, slashing out a series of sword energy, rushing left and right. Cao Sheng was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and his heart was burning with worry. This life-killing infant monk really lived up to his reputation, even compared to the rumored one. A bit more powerful. He was already somewhat outmatched, but now that he was worried about Cao Xi'er, the life-threatening infant monk took advantage of the situation and injured him. If it weren't for his spiritual beast, the ninth-level Diyou Dog would not be weak at all. At that time, he was a little unsustainable.
"Old ghost, if I hadn't been distracted, you wouldn't have thought of gaining the upper hand so quickly. Even so, it's not that easy to deal with me." Cao Sheng called back the yellow jade guillotine with one hand and fired a thunder talisman. With a chirping sound, the huge thunder and lightning also brought a lot of trouble to the life-threatening infant monk. Cao Sheng sometimes rode on Di You Dog's back, and sometimes stood up from his back, constantly repelling the biting baby skulls.
However, under the control of the life-killing infant monk, this crying baby ring is extremely vicious, and the black air it emits can also disturb people's minds. Under the siege of these baby skeletons, although Cao Sheng will not cause trouble for a while, Dong Dong Gexi's blocking also consumes a lot of mana. While he was worried, he caught a glimpse of two figures, one behind the other, chasing after the Yin Lan robber. Cao Sheng was immediately elated and said ecstatically, "Haha, who am I? Brother Lu, you really came in time. If you were a moment late, I might really have to be handed over to the old ghost, the life-threatening infant monk."
