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This sword rain, before it moved, was already terrifying, that is, Amusang had been famous for many years, and he also had a sense of shock, and at this time, he could no longer care about face, and directly greeted several other Jindan monks.

The black strong man and the other four Star Realm cultivators were not as good as Amusan, and at this time, they were all enveloped by the terrible sword rain. Where is it still ordered by Amusang, and the Danyuan magic weapon has already been sacrificed.

At this time, the hundreds of foundation building monks of Lingxiao Palace flew into the air, and there were also various peak domains that climbed to the slopes of the mountain, and the Qi refining stage disciples on the top of the mountain watched the big battle that took place in front of the palace gate in front of them. Although the battle between the Jindan monks was rare for them, it was the first time that they had faced the grand occasion of six Jindan enemy cultivators by themselves.

A big drum took the lead in bombarding Lu Xiaotian, which was the aftersound, and it also made the Zhuji monks on the side of Lingxiao Palace hear the heavy drum sound, and they couldn't help but have a surge of qi and blood.

Luo Qian frowned, Yuan Min waved her hand to create a blue light curtain, with her strength, if she wanted to carry the big drum head-on, she couldn't catch it, but the opponent's main target was to rush towards Lu Xiaotian, a little aftersound, it was not difficult to block it.

The other two swords also slashed at Lu Xiaotian left and right at a strange angle. The other person had a flash of starlight, and the whole person had disappeared in place.

In the blink of an eye, the six of them had already attacked Lu Xiaotian at the same time.

"Fall!" Lu Xiaotian snorted lightly, and the sword rain that had climbed above his head poured down like a torrential rain from the top of these six people.

"Arrow array, prepare!" The hundreds of arrow cultivators behind the six Jindan monks, under the shouts of the leader, each pulled their bows and arrows, and at the moment when the arrows were wound, the entire arrow array changed into a huge scorpion shape. Like a giant poisonous scorpion swinging in the air.

The monks on the side of Lingxiao Palace were fascinated, even though there were six Jindan monks, as well as the arrow array composed of hundreds of foundation building monks, Lu Xiaotian still chose to take the initiative to attack, and as soon as he shot, there was a huge rain of swords, although he couldn't guess what the final result would be, but this arrogance was no longer comparable to other monks.

Whoosh! The purple-clothed middle-aged man who had escaped by the starlight before reappeared at this time, he had already arrived a few feet away from Lu Xiaotian, and a soft whip with spikes in his hand was pointed at Lu Xiaotian's throat.

This person's magic is far more strange, and in the blink of an eye, he is so close.

Lu Xiaotian's body shook slightly in the air, and the purple-clothed middle-aged man was suddenly slightly startled, and quickly turned into a sneer, this silver-haired monk was inevitably too arrogant, and he dared to shake his Fire Thorn Star Whip! The purple-clothed middle-aged man flicked his wrist, and the Fire Thorn Star Whip flew towards Lu Xiaotian at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and thousands of sharp fire thorns appeared on the long whip.

The reason why he approached such a close distance through the escape technique was to give Lu Xiaotian such a blow, this dense rain-like fire thorn was dense and dense, even the terrible sword rain could not be destroyed, and such a close interval was that even his supernatural starlight escape method could not escape.

The purple-clothed middle-aged man is confident that his combat power may not be ranked among the monks of the same level, but when it comes to the miracle of retreating, no one can compare with him. Otherwise, he would not have been able to hold on to this Immortal Cultivation Realm melee that had lasted for two hundred years until now.

However, to the surprise of the purple-clothed middle-aged man, the silver-haired monk in front of him did not dodge or dodge, and directly reached out to slap at him, and actually let the thousands of poisonous fire stingers shoot away. A palm slaps at a faster speed.

Almost at the same time as he activated the fire stinger attack, Lu Xiaotian sensed the movement of this person, a distance of several zhang, with Lu Xiaotian's speed, he really couldn't dodge this ruthless attack, but he gathered momentum and attacked, this purple-clothed middle-aged man just landed and appeared, and he slapped it with a palm, how is it for this purple-clothed middle-aged man, this purple-clothed middle-aged escape technique is indeed the only one he has seen in his life, and the short-distance miracle is not even under the silver-armored woman's thunder flying horse Lu Hong.

But the strength of Lu Xiaotian's Yuan God has reached a point that is difficult for a monk of the same level to reach, and if there is a slight fluctuation around him, he immediately senses it, unless the other party gives up this attack and runs away directly, he has nothing to do, but unfortunately the other party still chooses to attack.

The monks of Lingxiao Palace couldn't help but sweat for Lu Xiaotian, obviously the middle-aged man in purple fled to Lu Xiaotian's side within a few zhang of the distance, and gathered momentum, but Lu Xiaotian's quick reaction was also dizzying, almost as soon as the middle-aged man in purple appeared, Lu Xiaotian had already moved in time, not only did not avoid it, but instead of facing difficulties.

Lu Xiaotian sneered, no matter how fast he is, can he be faster than the speed at which he can use the treasure? The thought moved slightly, and a layer of cyan Taihao battle suit floated on the rest table, wrapping his body tightly.

At the same time, the Ruyi battle armor protected the vital points around his body, and rolled his palm, and the thousands of fire and stinger dings continued to hit Lu Xiaotian's body, but they couldn't break through Lu Xiaotian's defense.

"What?" The middle-aged man in purple was suddenly shocked, and when he wanted to escape again, the strong wind had already hit his body, and it seemed that the vitality around him had been broken by the other party's palm, and the middle-aged man in purple gritted his teeth, and the fire thorn whip in his hand shook, and he struck at Lu Xiaotian again.

Thousands of fire stingers hit Lu Xiaotian's Taihao battle suit, although Tsing Yi was a little lighter, after all, it was all blocked, and under Lu Xiaotian's luck, a palm slapped the fire thorn star whip with a sound, the middle-aged man in purple clothes had not come back to his senses, and a mountain of blood palms hit his head directly, and the strength was so strong that it was several times beyond the limit of the late Jindan monks.

Boom, although the middle-aged man in purple tried his best to resist, how could he withstand Lu Xiaotian's blow when he was only in the middle of Jindan, his head exploded like a watermelon, and the headless corpse fell from the air.

At this time, the arrow array was finally ready to be spoken, hundreds of foundation building monks, each of them took out an arrow, and the arrow converged into a huge torrent in the air, forming a huge arrow that was more than ten zhang long and about a foot thick and shot towards Lu Xiaotian.

The momentum of that huge arrow had already surpassed the full force of the ordinary Jindan late stage monk, and it was Luo Qian and Yuan Min, both of whom were suddenly discolored. I didn't expect these hundreds of foundation building monks to be so powerful after forming a formation.

Lu Xiaotian's expression was grim, standing alone between heaven and earth, and the golden light flashed in his hand, which was the spiritual golden whip that he had refined with the Heaven Snatching Harvest Xuangong Sacrifice. A psychic artifact is only not cultivated by itself, and can only exert a small part of its power.