In the eyes of several surprised eyes, a person who was originally lying on the ground and was frozen by a thick layer of ice due to the magic power of the ice talisman, suddenly broke out of the ice with a snap, and the spikes on his body were directly cut by him.
Pulling out the abdomen, the opponent's originally bleeding abdomen was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Brush, Lu Xiaotian's body shook, and all the ice slag on his body was thrown away. At this time, except for his face, which was slightly pale, there were still some injuries in his body. However, when the power in the magic bead was exhausted, the injuries were not suitable for the fighting at this time.
But it has little impact.
As for why the person who made the sneak attack was the life-threatening infant monk, Lu Xiaotian also had some considerations. Originally, the person he wanted to attack most was Xiang Sicheng. After all, this person was too deep in the city. Lu Xiaotian felt that although this person was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core,
But it is his own biggest threat.
This person has too many hidden methods, and Lu Xiaotian is not sure of killing him with one strike. In this case, it is better to retreat and do the next best thing, kill his accomplices and cut off one of his arms. If it is normal, Xiang Sicheng will lose it.
It doesn't matter if he kills the infant monk, after all, his men are strong.
At this time, most of the gang members around him had been cut off, Mu Laoguai had died tragically in the hands of the iron-thorn-backed monster, and the life-threatening infant monk was sneak-attacked to death by Lu Xiaotian. At this time, Xiang Sicheng was already alone.
, even if there are some hidden methods, one may not dare to act rashly when the situation is complicated.
As for the humanoid ghost, he has survived to this day, but he is a member of the ghost clan. There is no direct conflict of interest between us now.
Secondly, Xiang Sicheng's vigilance is not low, and the moment when the life-killing infant monk was so ecstatic when he just got the iron-backed demon baby, his awareness of the surroundings dropped a lot, and there was also Xiang Sicheng next to him.
The city is naturally not alert enough. If you choose this time to sneak attack the life-threatening infant monk, the probability of success is also the highest.
Facts proved that Lu Xiaotian's judgment was correct. He killed the threat of the life-threatening infant monk in one fell swoop, and the situation at the scene became clear.
Seeing the soul of the life-seeking infant monk escaping, Lu Xiaotian originally wanted to kill him directly and beat him until his body and soul were completely destroyed. However, at this time, Lu Xiaotian quickly frowned again and gave up on the life-seeking infant.
The monk's soul, full of resentment, stretched out his fingers and flicked it, forming several gray nets with strips of soul-binding gray, blocking the soul of the iron-thorn-backed monster from escaping.
The body of the life-killing infant monk has been destroyed by him. At this time, only the soul is left, and there is no threat. Naturally, Lu Xiaotian will not let the soul of the iron-thorn-backed monster escape for this dispensable guy.
After seeing the power of the tenth-level monsters and Xiang Sicheng's ice-type talisman, Lu Xiaotian became even more eager to possess a power that could transcend the current realm. There is no doubt that the tenth-level monster soul in front of him is
His only hope right now.
Compared with the soul of the iron-thorn-backed monster, whether the soul of the life-threatening infant monk is killed or not is naturally insignificant.
It’s just that the strength of the spirit of the tenth-level monster is far less easy to catch than that of the ninth-level monster. Lu Xiaotian controlled several soul-binding nets to intercept the spirit of the monster, but the effect was not very good.
God broke through the net again and again, trying his best to escape.
Lu Xiaotian grabbed the demon soul as if no one else was around, not caring about the looks of Xiang Sicheng and others next to him.
Xiang Sicheng originally thought that the overall situation was under control, but he didn't expect that such a variable suddenly appeared. He originally thought that Lu Xiaotian was hit by the monster, and even if he didn't die, he would at least be seriously injured and temporarily lost his combat power. He didn't expect that the attack was
It's true, but the serious injury is fake. Judging from the signs of Lu Xiaotian's attack just now, it doesn't look like he was injured. It's no different from the attack in his heyday.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xiang Sicheng would never have believed it. After all, everyone saw Lu Xiaotian's abdomen being pierced by sharp thorns, and there was no way it could be faked. After falling from a high altitude, there were no traces of magic power running. Really?
There is no reason for throwing or flopping that the people present can't see.
He fell directly to the ground from a height of several hundred feet, leaving a big hole in the ground. If it were him, Xiang Sicheng didn't think he could survive, but this impossible situation happened to him.
In front of my eyes.
The same question also puzzled Du Crazy Tiger and the humanoid ghost.
"Brother Lu, why did you attack one of your own?" Xiang Sicheng, who had killed one of his right-hand men by Lu Xiaotian, glanced at the life-threatening Infant Monk Yuanshen who was escaping in the distance, but he asked Lu Xiaotian.
"When this tenth-level monster was still alive, everyone could barely be considered one of our own. Now that the biggest threat is gone, it naturally doesn't count anymore."
Lu Xiaotian smiled indifferently and swung the misty flying sword into the air to block in front of him. Although he was a little afraid of Xiang Sicheng, if the other party wanted to take action, no matter how afraid he was, he would fight with him. After all, like before
One of those ice-type talismans was already unbelievable for a late-stage Jindan cultivator, and Lu Xiaotian didn't quite believe that the other party had a second one.
Even if there is, Xiang Sicheng may not dare to use it in such a crisis-ridden situation. After all, he is only a middle-stage Jindan monk. Without this super-level power, even if the set of Beihe Ming Needles is extremely powerful, it will not be used.
For top players like Lu Xiaotian or the humanoid ghost in the late stage of Golden Elixir, they can still win it after spending some effort.
It’s just that there are a lot of baby fruits, and as long as the other party is not too greedy, Lu Xiaotian is too lazy to waste the effort, especially in this situation.
"What, Brother Ye, no, it should be said that Crown Prince Xiang wants to fight with me for that life-threatening infant monk? Or should we wait until your other two waves of men arrive?" Lu Xiaotian surrounded the tenth-level demon soul at the same time.
, still said unhurriedly.
Xiang Sicheng's face changed several times. The hand Lu Xiaotian showed in front of him was not simple. While controlling the flying sword, he wanted to arrest Yao Ni Yuan Shen. At the same time, he could talk to him as if there was no one around. As for the other party revealing his identity
Nothing.
But Lu Xiaotian knew that it was not easy because he still had manpower. Xiang Sicheng felt annoyed, how much did this guy know?
"I've known for a long time how powerful you are, Fellow Daoist Lu, but I didn't expect that the Crown Prince of Xiang State is not an easy man. I'm not interested in participating in your game. Please do as you please."
After receiving enough demon blood, the humanoid ghost thought that these two guys are not simple. Although Xiang Sicheng has strong financial resources and Lu Xiaotian seems to be a loner, it is difficult to figure out whether one of the two is him.
This ghost cultivator is not sure. Now that his goal has been achieved, there is no need to be with such a dangerous person who may become an enemy at any time. It is better to leave earlier.
As soon as the humanoid ghost moved, the white-bone falcon carried him and disappeared on the left side of the valley, never to return.