Poof! The stout old man's body was directly knocked into the air by Di Kun, and the bones in his body cracked with a crack, and a large mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

"Old Five, take Wu Lianhan and them, go, go!" shouted the stout old man covered in blood!

"Big brother!" the only active late-stage Flying Cavalry Warrior screamed angrily. In his sight, Di Kun had already swooped up again, and slapped a paw on the chest of the stout old man.

The stout old man's chest suddenly collapsed, and his body was like a broken cloth bag, floating weakly in the tyrannical energy of the air.

"Ulihan, wake up!" the only late-stage flying cavalry warrior didn't have time to hurt and looked at the other clansmen.

A golden sword qi with a little agility and ruthlessness slid through the air in a moving arc.

The four people, the four eagles, without resistance, were all cut in two by this sword.

"Let's go!" The remaining two flying warriors who were far away from Lu Xiaotian woke up from a dream at this time, but most of their companions were already spilling blood in the sky at this time. Even the strongest team leader died in battle. After the endless anger, there was boundless fear, and in just a few breaths, the eight people who were still intact just now were only three of them at this time, like frightened birds.

Hearing the cry of the black bones, the three of them did not hesitate any longer, and controlled the spirit eagle under the seat to turn around and flee.

The black bones in the later stage of the foundation building covered the injured chest and looked back sadly, full of hatred, the tribe suffered such a big loss, no matter what, this blood revenge will be avenged!

Lu Xiaotian looked at the three flying cavalry warriors who had left, and his heart wrinkled slightly, but it was a pity that his Ice Spirit Xuanyin had a certain range of constraints, and he could not attack unlimitedly. If he had set his mind on catching up, he might be able to kill one or even two of them, but these people were forced to be in a hurry, and if they fled separately, they would have escaped one of them. In fact, for him, running away from one is not much different from running away from three. Besides, there were three more exotic monks behind him.

"Flying Silver Corpse Emperor Kun, isn't it already extinct in the Immortal Cultivation Realm!" The Great Han Knife, known as the Broken Knife, is as its name suggests, especially when he saw Di Kun appear in such a shocking way, he directly killed a sixth-order spirit bird, and the stout old man, who was even able to cover the attack of the Danyuan Fire Thunder Arrow, was so fast that even those monks of the Flying Horse Tribe could only sigh to themselves.

Just now, while Lu Xiaotian retreated violently with the help of the scimitar and the young man in the gorgeous costume, in an instant, he solved four of the remaining eight flying cavalry warriors, and the remaining three fled in embarrassment like frightened birds. The Flying Silver Corpse Emperor Kun also solved one. Although there were many dead people and spirit eagles, the whole battle process was only in a blink of an eye.

After Di Kun killed the stout old man, he pounced directly on the young man in Chinese clothes with a scimitar.

However, the young man in the scimitar costume danced impenetrable with a black scimitar, and there was a bang.... collided with Di Kun a few times, and saw Di Kun spit out a gray-white ball of light with a heavy plan, his face was frightened, and his body quickly flashed, and he narrowly avoided it.

The black knife in his hand collided with Di Kun's hard claws frequently, and every time he slashed out, it was like a red sunrise, and the knife was powerful and imposing. But Di Kun only grabbed it with two claws like lightning, and he crushed this raging fire like a red sun. One man and one beast, fighting in the dark.

The young man in the scimitar costume was even more terrifying, he was proud of the flame demon knife, the sunrise nine style, although he had only refined the third form, he had already beaten the invincible hand of the foundation building monks of the entire same sect, but he didn't expect to show all his strength, and he couldn't take down the sixth-order demon beast in front of him. In fact, Di Kun also annoyed the young man in Chinese costume with the scimitar in front of him, and the young man in Chinese costume in front of him blocked its obscene power with only one knife, and every time its attack was forced back by the opponent's sharp knife technique, even its primordial attack was avoided by the opponent's mysterious footwork. If he continued to control the gray-white ball of light, he would definitely not be able to fight the other party like he was now.

Di Kun is the Flying Silver Corpse in the end, and the body is the best weapon, and the silver-gray figure shuttles in the air from time to time, and the battle with the scimitar is inextricably linked.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, he didn't expect this young man in a scimitar costume to be so violent, it seems that the cultivation of immortals is so big, and there are still many capable people. At the beginning, he relied on the sixth-order peak physical cultivation, coupled with the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and Di Kun melee combat, although it was also fierce, but he could not parry all of Di Kun's attacks, and it would not be long before he would be hit by Di Kun once, with his extremely strong physique, coupled with the fire Jiao scale armor, he survived under Di Kun's fierce attack. Rao was like this, and he was also hit several times by Di Kun.

Later, he was able to hit Dikun hard, and he did it with a trick. Moreover, the battle broke out on the ground, and the explosive power of his physical cultivation was brought into full play, if it was in the air, with the speed at which Di Kun erupted at this time, with Lu Xiaotian's state at that time, it would definitely be even more miserable.

With Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, he could naturally see that this scimitar dressed young man was not physically cultivated, his cultivation was higher than him, he had reached the eighth layer of foundation building, and his mana was not much purer than him, but his sword skills were extremely powerful, relying on the combination of this set of sharp knife techniques in his hand and the matching footwork, the combat effectiveness exerted was amazing. He even blocked Dikun in the air. And Di Kun's gray-white ball of light is very suitable for a sneak attack, and the person who hits the trick will inevitably die, but when it is used head-on, it is difficult to work with the strength of the young man in the scimitar. However, Di Kun's strength is not just as simple as being physically strong, but also his endurance is amazing.

Although the scimitar in front of him is amazing, but such a powerful knife technique, the mana consumed is also amazing, and if it is consumed at this rate, it will definitely not be able to consume Di Kun. A trace of pity flashed on Lu Xiaotian's face, but it was a pity that Di Kun's ice blue flame was broken by the little fire crow by mistake, otherwise the sum of them would not be enough for Di Kun to fight alone.

The power of this scimitar dressed young man is really the only one he has seen in his life among the foundation building monks, no wonder the three of them dare to catch up, and he is not afraid that the twenty or so monks of the flying horse tribe will take advantage of the lack of one around to kill them. Lu Xiaotian thought to himself that with his previous way, the strength of the sixth-layer and sixth-order physical cultivation of the foundation was superimposed in close combat, and it was estimated that he would not be able to defeat this scimitar dressed youth. Of course, if his second primordial god controlled the puppet to participate in the war, the result would naturally be different. However, they have taken different paths, and the young man in the scimitar costume is extremely talented, and he can have such attainments in knife skills, and it is estimated that he has been immersed in the knife for at least several decades. In addition to the daily cultivation, it is estimated that the cultivation is this set of sword techniques. Even so, you can reach the eighth floor of the foundation.