"It's him!" Among the people who escaped, a middle-aged man was different from the others in shock when he saw the silver-haired Lu Xiaotian, with a complicated expression on his face.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian had no time to pay attention to what other people were thinking. He had just received a casual blow from the Iron Thorn-backed Monster, and he used all his strength. Even the monster-suppressing tower with extremely strong defense was knocked back by the blow. Within the body, under the absolute level suppression, even the existence of the Demon Suppressing Tower, which is infinitely close to the psychic magic weapon, has no effect at all.
In addition, he used the Soul Swallowing Technique to absorb the power of the ninth-level demon tiger's soul. Coupled with his own strength, he was able to withstand the attack of the tenth-level demon tiger.
There are still some injuries in the body, but it does not affect his actions for the time being. Lu Xiaotian was shocked at the power of the tenth-level monster, but he did not realize at all that he could escape from the iron-thorn-backed monster's attack and bring it to others. of shock.
However, when Lu Xiaotian ran away in a hurry, he also saw a man with a yellow turban and a Chinese character face. It turned out to be Du Fenghu, who had fought with him before at Zhenweihou Mansion. He didn't expect that he would also come to this place. What a coincidence. .
The screams of the demon monkey behind him sounded one after another. Lu Xiaotian and the other monks who escaped secretly said they were lucky. Whether they were monks or those golden-backed monster monkeys, they were all aliens to the iron-thorn-backed monsters.
If it weren't for the golden-backed demon monkey that attracted the attention of the iron-backed demon monkey, Lu Xiaotian could withstand the first blow, but the second and third blows followed one after another. No matter how hard he tried, he would have died on the spot. There are other results.
Lu Xiaotian felt a little depressed. Seeing the baby fruit in sight, he suddenly killed another tenth-level demon. Even if they, the Golden Core cultivators, had more people, as long as they were not tens of thousands, it would be difficult to shake that tenth-level demon. There are dozens of people waiting for you, and it’s not enough to fight this demonic beast between your teeth.
After escaping until he could no longer see the mountainous area, Lu Xiaocai breathed a sigh of relief.
There was an old man in brocade robes with his hair tied back looking at Lu Xiaotian with a pair of triangular eyes.
Lu Xiaotian sneered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand. He was too lazy to pay attention to this guy who was trying to make a wrong idea. With a little movement of his magic power, his body flew away lightly and far away.
The old man with triangular eyes had no expression on his face, but he followed Lu Xiaotian unhurriedly.
Not far away, the middle-aged couple that Lu Xiaozai had let go before, as well as Du Crazy Hu, saw the scene in front of them, and they obviously understood what the old man with triangular eyes had planned. However, they all tacitly chose to look on with cold eyes, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.
"It seems you are planning to follow me." Lu Xiaotian stopped, turned around and frowned at the old man with triangular eyes.
"The world is so big, I can go wherever I want. This is not your territory. How can you control me?" The old man with triangular eyes sneered.
"I really can't control you." Lu Xiaotian nodded.
"That's it, young man, don't be too arrogant." The old man with triangular eyes chuckled.
"But I can kill you." Lu Xiaotian said calmly, raised his hand and the ethereal sword flashed with light, and shot towards the triangular-eyed old man's eyebrows very quickly.
With such a quick sword strike, the old man's triangular eyes suddenly narrowed, and he didn't expect Lu Xiaotian to take action without saying a word. Opening his mouth wide, a red long grass flew out. Although the speed was a little slower than the transparent Piaomiao Sword, it was able to block the Piaomiao Sword effortlessly with one attack from a distance and one with close defense.
Swords and swords clashed in the air, splashing bursts of fire. After several fights, the Piaomiao Sword seemed to have insufficient stamina and was slightly at a disadvantage.
"I don't know what you are capable of. You are just an arrogant boy who is strong on the outside but hard on the inside."
Controlling the magic weapon and fighting with the misty sword, he roughly felt Lu Xiaotian's strength. The old man with triangular eyes was determined, but out of caution, he decided to test Lu Xiaotian again, so he patted the spirit beast bag. Inside, a demon butterfly with black and white stripes and about a foot long flew out from it. As the demon butterfly flapped its wings, a large amount of black and white powder flew out.
"Toman Demonic Butterfly."
Lu Xiaotian's face was calm. This Tuoman flower butterfly has reached the eighth level, and its strength is not low. The powder sprinkled by this butterfly can be used to protect the body. It can also be adsorbed on the spirit shield and destroy it. Spirit shield is extremely difficult to defend. Even with all your strength and magic, you can resist it.
However, this old man with triangular eyes is also extremely cunning. It can be seen that he just escaped from the iron-thorn-backed monster and consumed a lot of mana. Otherwise, the Misty Sword would never have been at a disadvantage so quickly. After all, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it still requires mana. urge. Without enough mana support, the Piaomiao Sword will naturally be unable to exert its true strength.
This triangle eye still uses this trick in this situation, which can be regarded as extremely cautious. It took Lu Xiaotian just to escape, and it took a lot of mana. But if he dares to stay and take action, he naturally has other reasons. At least when someone tries to make a move on him, he must push back resolutely.
Looking at the powder sprinkled all over the sky, Lu Xiaotian opened his mouth and spat out, and wisps of green flames spit out from his mouth, turning into several small fireballs. The small green fireballs rolled in the air, and the black and white powder sprinkled by the Tuoluo Demon Butterfly was like dry firewood touching. The fire burned violently.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Xiaotian patted the Yunling Gourd, and a fire dragon bow and arrow emerged from it.
Taking advantage of the power of the ninth-level demon tiger spirit in his body that had not yet dissipated, Lu Xiaotian directly drew his bow and set an arrow.
"No, Butterfly Shadow Clone." Sensing Lu Xiaotian's sudden change in momentum, the triangular-eyed old man's expression changed and he hurriedly gave orders to Tuo Luo Yao Die.
The body of the foot-long black and white Dura demon butterfly swayed, and balls of black and white powder rolled in the air, forming demon butterflies with exactly the same body shape and appearance.
Lu Xiaotian's right finger holding the arrow hooked in the air, and the green fireball rolled down. The transformed Tuoluo demon butterflies suddenly became unstable. The black and white powder on the surface was affected by the burning of the Brahma Spiritual Fire, and squirmed.
With a glance, Lu Xiaotian immediately identified his true identity. The arrow in his hand came out of the string and shot through the air.
"Stop!" The old man with triangular eyes was horrified. If he had known that the silver-haired young man was so difficult to deal with, he would never come to ask for this trouble. He originally thought that the silver-haired young man would be strong after resisting the attack of the tenth-level iron-thorn-backed monster. Hurt, I didn’t expect things to be completely different from what I imagined.
Whoosh, the attack method of this eighth-level Tuara Demon Butterfly is very weird and difficult to prevent, but it is of little use under the burning of the Brahma Spiritual Fire. Its own defense is not strong. Feeling the threat of death, the Tuoluo Demon Butterfly screamed and waved its wings one after another. Circles of black and white light appeared in front of it, but the arrows passed through these circles. .
By the time the black and white halo of light collapsed, the roaring fire dragon had passed through its body. When the fire dragon's momentum subsided, the butterfly was directly nailed to the tree trunk more than a hundred feet away.
