Chapter 347 Flame Demon Sword, Sunrise Nine Styles
Poof! The stout old man's body was directly knocked away by Di Kun. The bones in his body cracked and a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
"Lao Wu, take Wu Lianhan and the others, let's go, let's go quickly!" The thick old man covered in blood shouted desperately!
"Brother!" The only flying cavalry warrior in the late stage of Foundation Establishment who was still able to move screamed angrily. In his sight, Di Kun had swooped up again and slapped the stout old man on the chest with his claws.
The chest of the stout old man suddenly collapsed, and his body was like a tattered cloth bag, falling feebly in the violent force of the air.
"Ulihan, everyone wake up!" The only late-stage flying warrior didn't have time to hurt himself and looked at the other tribesmen.
A golden sword energy with a bit of agility and ruthlessness slid through the air in a moving arc.
Four people, four eagles, were cut into two pieces by this sword without any resistance.
"Let's go!" The remaining two flying warriors who were far away from Lu Xiaotian were waking up from a dream, but most of their companions were already bleeding in the sky. Even the strongest leader died in the battle. Endless
After the anger, there was boundless fear. Within a few breaths, only three of the eight people who were intact just now were left, like frightened birds.
Hearing Wu Gu's cry, the three of them did not hesitate, controlled the spirit eagle sitting under them, turned around and fled.
Wu Gu, who was in the late stage of foundation building, covered his injured chest and looked back sadly, full of hatred. The tribe had suffered such a huge loss. No matter what, this blood feud must be avenged!
Lu Xiaotian looked at the three flying warriors leaving, and his heart wrinkled slightly. Unfortunately, his Ice Soul Xuanyin had a certain range restriction and could not attack without limit. If he made up his mind to catch up, he might be able to catch one person.
Even two people killed him, but these people were cornered. If they escaped separately, how could one escape? In fact, for him, there is not much difference between escaping one and escaping three. Besides, there are still many people behind him.
There are three foreign monks.
"Flying Silver Corpse Emperor Kun, hasn't it been extinct in the world of immortality a long time ago!" The back knife of the Han Dynasty, known as the Broken Knife, lives up to its name. Especially when seeing Emperor Kun appear in such a shocking way, he immediately killed him.
He picked up a sixth-level spiritual bird, and the stout old man himself was able to cover up the attack of Danyuan Fire and Thunder Arrows. The speed was so fast that even the monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe could only sigh in disbelief.
Just now, Lu Xiaotian retreated violently with the sword of the young man in fine clothes with a scimitar. In an instant, he killed four of the remaining eight flying knights. The remaining three fled in panic like frightened birds. Feitian Yin
Corpse Emperor Kun also solved one. Although many people and spirit eagles died, the entire battle only took place in the blink of an eye.
After Di Kun killed the stout old man, he pounced directly on the young man wearing a scimitar and wearing a gorgeous suit.
However, the young man in fine attire danced with a black scimitar that was airtight, with a clang in the middle... He collided with Di Kun several times, and when he saw Di Kun repeating his trick and spit out a gray-white ball of light, his face became frightened.
, hurriedly flashed and narrowly avoided it.
The black knife in his hand frequently collided with Di Kun's hard claws. Every time the knife was struck, it was like a red sunrise. The knife was powerful and uninterrupted. But Di Kun only relied on his two claws to strike like lightning.
After catching them, they smashed the blazing fire like the red sun into pieces. One man and one beast were beaten until they were in darkness.
The young man wearing a scimitar and wearing a gorgeous uniform was even more frightened. He was proud of the Fire Demon Sword and the Nine Sunrise Styles. Although he had only practiced the third style, he had defeated all the invincible Foundation Establishment monks in his sect. Unexpectedly, he had used all his skills.
The answer is that he couldn't take down this sixth-level monster in front of him. In fact, God Kun also made the young man in gorgeous clothes with a scimitar in front of him very angry. The young man in gorgeous clothes in front of him actually blocked its lewd power with only a knife. Every time
Every time it attacked, it was forced back by the opponent's sharp sword skills, and even its soul attack was avoided by the opponent's mysterious footwork. If he continued to control the gray-white light ball, he would definitely not be able to fight like he does now.
The opponent fights.
After all, Di Kun belongs to the Flying Silver Corpse clan, and his body is the best weapon. He is very capable of fighting, and his silver-gray figure shuttles in the air from time to time, fighting inextricably with the young man wearing a scimitar and wearing a gorgeous suit.
A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He didn't expect this young man in a scimitar and attire to be so vigorous. It seems that the world of immortal cultivation is so big that there are many capable people. Back then, with his sixth-level peak physical cultivation, he finally
Coupled with his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, the close combat with Di Kun was fierce, but he still couldn't parry all of Di Kun's attacks. It wouldn't be long before he was hit by Di Kun once. With his strength,
His incomparable physique, coupled with his fire dragon scale armor, allowed him to withstand Di Kun's ferocious attacks. Even so, he was hit several times by Di Kun.
Later, he was able to severely injure Di Kun only by using tactics. Moreover, the battle broke out on the ground, and the explosive power of his physical training was fully displayed. If it were in the air, based on the speed that Di Kun exploded at this time, and Lu Xiaotian's condition at the time,
It will definitely be more miserable.
With Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, he can naturally see that this young man in a scimitar-clad costume is not a physical practitioner. His cultivation level is higher than him, having reached the eighth level of foundation building. His magic power is not much more refined than his, but his sword skills are extremely sharp.
Relying on the sharp knife skills in his hands and the matching footwork, he exerted amazing fighting power. He even blocked Di Kun in the air. And Di Kun's gray-white light ball was perfect for sneak attacks.
Well, those who are hit by the attack will inevitably die, but when used from the front, with the strength of a young man dressed in a machete, it is difficult to be effective. However, Di Kun's strength is not just as simple as physical tyranny, but his endurance is astonishing.
Although the swordsmanship of the young man in fine clothes and scimitar in front of him was amazing and unparalleled, such a powerful swordsmanship consumes an astonishing amount of mana. If it is consumed at this rate, it will definitely not consume Di Kun. A trace of pity flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face. It is a pity that Di Kun
Kun's ice-blue flame was accidentally hit by the little fire crow and was broken. Otherwise, the combined number of them wouldn't be enough for Di Kun to fight alone.
This young man with a scimitar and a gorgeous uniform was the only one he had ever seen in his life among the foundation-building monks. No wonder the three of them dared to catch up with him, and he was not afraid of the twenty-odd monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe taking advantage of the fact that no one was around to catch him.
Kill them. Lu Xiaotian thought that with his previous approach, with the combined strength of six levels of foundation building and six levels of physical training, he would probably not be able to defeat this scimitar-clad young man in close combat. Of course, if his second soul controls the puppet again
After participating in the war, the results will naturally be different. However, each of them takes a different path. The young man in the scimitar costume is extremely talented and has such attainments in swordsmanship. It is estimated that he has been immersed in the art of swords for at least decades.
In addition to daily practice, he probably practiced this set of sword techniques. Even so, he could still reach the eighth level of foundation building.