Seeing the monstrous murderous intent in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, the Iron Tower man was even more horrified. He was now in the late stage of the Golden Core. It was not that he had never seen the top strong men in the late Golden Core stage, but the young man in front of him was a little... Beyond his imagination.
Not only is he super strong, but his fighting skills are almost crazy. No matter how much damage he was hit by his spear, it was not able to cause much damage, and the attack was even more powerful than him. How could he hit him.
"Retreat!" The man from the Iron Tower shouted violently. He no longer had the arrogance he had when he came to kill him. Instead, he was replaced by the fear rising from the bottom of his heart, the fear of death.
"Sword Rain!" The murderous intention in Lu Xiaotian's body has been completely aroused at this time. Facing so many enemies at this time, how can he hold back. At this time, even his pupils turned into blood red, and the blood in his eyes seemed to be real.
The extremely sharp and ethereal flying sword, under Lu Xiaotian's control, trembled in the air, one to two, two to four, four to eight, and so on, countless sword energy fell in the air.
Within a radius of a hundred feet, as far as the eye can see, it is like a falling waterfall, with no room to escape.
Those sword energy seemed to have eyes, covering the iron tower man and the five people behind him.
Six people, including the Iron Tower Man, frantically used their magic weapons to resist the terrifying sword rain.
The protective treasures on his body were destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
ah! A scream rang out. The woman with the lowest level of cultivation in the early stage of Jindan could only hold on for a few breaths before her body was penetrated by dozens of bloody holes.
Lu Xiaotian's figure swayed, and he walked freely in this terrible sword rain. After using the soul-swallowing technique, he punched the iron tower man from a distance. The iron tower man was trying his best to resist the murderous sword rain, but he still had no time to take care of other attacks.
boom! The head of the Iron Tower Man was blown to pieces, and the headless corpse was torn into pieces by the sword rain.
Several more screams were heard, and the remaining people brought by the Iron Tower Man were all killed in the rain of swords.
"Let's go!" The lust in Dongxuan's seven sons' minds was gone at this time, and they still dared to think about Luo Ping'er. The six golden elixir monks could only last a few breaths under the hands of this terrifying black-faced young man.
Even if the seven of them go together, it's just one more person. What it can do is probably just the difference between holding on for a while longer and holding on for a little less. I just wish my parents had given them one less leg.
How could Lu Xiaotian, who was so eager to kill at this time, give them this opportunity? During this period of hunting monsters, Lu Xiaotian's strength had improved again, and under the stimulation of this overwhelming murderous intention, Lu Xiaotian's combat power was even more explosive, which was more common than usual. The state is far beyond what it used to be, both in terms of attack power and speed.
Among the sword rain that filled the sky, a few sword energy came to his feet, and Lu Xiaotian chased forward at an alarming speed.
Other sword energy lingered around Lu Xiaotian's body, ready to attack. Coupled with the shocking killing intent, Lu Xiaotian was made like an unparalleled demon king.
Among the seven disciples of Dongxuan, those with lower cultivation levels fell behind and were quickly swallowed up by the huge rain of swords.
Amidst the shrill screams, broken corpses fell from the sky one after another, and even the souls of these monks were shattered into pieces in the rain of swords.
"Escape separately, or we will all die!" The eldest of the seven Dongxuan sons shouted in fear. In the blink of an eye, four more people died.
The remaining three strongest ones, when they realized what was happening, they would naturally fly away when the disaster came.
A ferocious look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, and the sword rain flew towards the eldest of the seven sons of Dongxuan. With a flip of his hand, a fire dragon bow and arrow appeared out of thin air.
The roaring fire dragon danced wildly in the air, passing through the third child's back.
To kill Lao Er, Lu Xiaotian shot two arrows, and Lao Er's entire body exploded into minced meat when the arrow hit him.
"It's him!" At this time, Luo Ping'er stared blankly at the arrogant young man in the sky. As early as when the other person's clothes were pierced by the gun light, revealing skin that was much whiter than his face, Luo Ping'er suspected that the other person was disguised. , but this guy has become like that demon god, and he has become even more murderous during the battle. How could Luo Ping'er dare to step forward and ask.
At this moment, Luo Ping'er couldn't react when she saw the roaring fire dragon bow and arrow. Even though they were close in age, they treated him with similar indifference. The most important thing is the fire dragon bow and arrow. Lu Xiaotian used this set of bow and arrow when he dealt with Liu Jingchuan who wanted to dominate Lingjiu Fang. Luo Ping'er was a very smart person and would never believe that there could be so many coincidences. By the way, when they first met on Paradise Island, the other party also sounded like an old acquaintance.
"Didn't this guy go looking for the rumored Piaomiao Palace? Several decades have passed. At the beginning, he was just a guy who had just mastered elixirs. He actually became so tyrannical. What kind of freak is he?"
While Luo Ping'er was muttering to himself, Lu Xiaotian shot several people in succession and then shot at the eldest of the seven Dongxuan sons again.
"Storage bag." Luo Ping'er slapped her forehead. She had the impression that the guy had always been terrifyingly calm. When did he become so murderous that he didn't even care about the storage bag. Luo Ping'er flew over and collected the storage bags scattered on the sea.
Looking further forward, Luo Ping'er had already lost sight of Lu Xiaotian. Luo Ping'er was shocked. With the previous experience of being hunted down, Luo Ping'er still dared to stay here alone. Fortunately, Lu Xiaotian chased him all the way. After killing him, the aura of mana fluctuations was very strong. There was no need to deliberately search for it. He could search all the way along the aura left by Lu Xiaotian.
When Luo Ping'er arrived, the fat eldest of the seven sons of Dongxuan had his head separated from his body, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief before his death.
In his eyes, the young man's slightly thin and straight back was like a javelin piercing between the sky and the earth, like an unparalleled demon god, wild and unparalleled. In the blink of an eye, dozens of monks of the same level were crushed. When the demon god turned around, Luo Ping'er's heart trembled with his bloody eyes.
This guy seemed to have the murderous intention in the wrong head. He couldn't have practiced some kind of evil skill, and he should also kill himself. Thinking of this, Luo Ping'er felt panic in her heart. She was chased by those two waves of people before, and she even escaped for a while. . But facing this terrifying guy in front of him, he didn't even have a chance to escape. His spider puppet was extremely powerful, and even a strong person in the late stage of Jindan couldn't even think of getting any advantage.
But the man named Lu in front of him couldn't reason with common sense. If I had known earlier, I would have just left. It's better than now that my life is in the hands of others. Except for the ancestor of Nascent Soul, ordinary golden elixir monks can't even think of saving themselves from the hands of this devil.
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