Chapter 432: Killing Poison Maitreya
Thinking of this, Poison Maitreya's eyes flashed with a fierce murderous aura again. The speed does not decrease but increases. Offering a jet-black spike, he was just about to make a move, when an astonishing killing machine attacked his body behind him.
Poison Maitreya felt a chill in his heart, the killing intent behind him made him never feel such a serious threat, even if it was the Demon Golden Whip Xiang Tower, if he wanted to clean him up, he would have to spend a certain price, if he wanted to kill him, it was not possible to do it in a short period of time, after all, he could rank in the top ten of the three major alliances to build the foundation, except for the top few, the gap behind would not be too obvious.
But it was the first time that the magic weapon that came from behind him made him feel so close to death.
Poison Maitreya didn't have time to kill Luo Qing again, and the spike in his hand turned around to block.
Boom! In the violent impact, Poison Maitreya vomited blood and flew upside down, an irresistible force beyond the limit of Poison Maitreya's endurance.
However, the golden knife did not hesitate at all, taking advantage of the fact that Poison Maitreya couldn't bear this force, he slashed at Poison Maitreya's neck again, Poison Maitreya struggled to resist, but his hand was smashed open by the Earth Splitting Knife again, and the brutal force on the Earth Splitting Knife seemed to be not something he could resist at all.
Shattering Knife looked at the scene in front of him, and felt that his breath was a little stagnant, Di Kun, Golden Knife. The identity of the person in front of him has been confirmed, for this sudden attack, the broken knife is deeply understood, and he knows the name inside, the power of the first knife is extremely great, and it is not at all something that a monk in the late stage of foundation building can normally block.
Later, he also inquired about some information about the silver-haired young man, not only did he cultivate to a high level, but he was also an extremely powerful physical cultivator, so the first knife was also added with physical strength, which was extremely powerful, and the power of the second knife would be attenuated, reaching the level of ordinary monks in the later stage of foundation building. It's just that now the Poison Maitreya, who is far stronger than him, was directly killed by these two knives, which can only show one problem, it's not that the Poison Maitreya is weak, but that the silver-haired young man has become stronger again!
These two knives are even more powerful than before, thinking of this, the broken knife even has a feeling of absurdity in his mind, the sixth-order body cultivation, plus the late-stage foundation building monks, where can the strength be improved?
Luo Qing didn't expect that there would be someone in the air at this time, and that person's voice was still very familiar, and he was held in the arms of that person with an unprecedented steadfastness, Luo Qing's eyes were slightly red, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and one hand tightly grasped the placket of Lu Xiaotian's chest, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away again, Luo Qing said in a trembling voice, "Brother Lu, isn't it you?"
"It's me, it's hard for you. Lu Xiaotian sighed, and the cloak on his head flew away on its own without wind, revealing Luo Qing's extremely familiar face.
"It's really you!" Luo Qing's beautiful face suddenly smiled, even though he was seriously injured at this time, it was difficult to even operate his mana, and there was a sharp pain near the dantian, but Luo Qing felt that all the pain had passed.
"Ahem..."Even this burst of laughter involved her injuries, and a large amount of dark red blood oozed from the corners of her mouth during the cough.
"You're poisoned. Lu Xiaotian was taken aback, and hurriedly took out a hundred poison pills and gave it to Luo Qing.
"Senior Brother Lu!" "The killing of the Flying Horse Clan just now, not only Luo Qing was injured, but there were only three disciples left in the Ancient Sword Sect and Lingxiao Palace, including Luo Kang, who was directly shot by the Wind and Fire Clutch Gun and broke a leg, at this time, seeing Lu Xiaotian's two swords that solved the poison Maitreya, Luo Kang, who was seriously injured, inevitably had a sense of desperation at this time. Originally, when he heard the rumor that Lu Xiaotian had killed the Flying Cavalry Tribe in the area of Xuanye City, he still felt that it was a little untrue, but from the current situation, he was afraid that it would be even worse than the rumors, otherwise why would these extremely powerful Flying Cavalry tribes, especially the people of the Nakua tribe, see Lu Xiaotian as if they were seeing ghosts.
It was the other two disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, who also looked ecstatic when they saw the scene in front of them. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no matter how powerful it was, they would never believe that a foundation building monk could do this, just by appearing here, it would shock dozens of fierce flying horse tribes, kill the top ten masters among the foreign monks, and make the other few people chill without a fight.
Sure enough, it was a silver-haired young man! Ever since the cloak flew away from Lu Xiaotian's head, all the flying cavalry clans felt as if they had been choked by the throat, and they only felt a little difficult to breathe. The silver-haired young man in front of him not only did not die, but his strength was even stronger than before.
"The Flying Horse Clan, as well as the three of you, are also old acquaintances, but their skills have increased, but their means are really as inferior as before, since they are here, let's all stay. Lu Xiaotian sat on Di Kun's back with Luo Qingheng in his arms, turned around, and looked at Qua Sen, as well as Miao Tian and the others.
Quasen, Miao Tian and the others suddenly turned a pig's liver color, if it was someone else, they would be killed with a knife, but the silver-haired young man in front of him could not be solved by force, don't look at the fact that there were so many people present, it was not the same number at the beginning, and he was still killed by the silver-haired young man a few times in and a few times.
"Who is so arrogant, it turns out that you are a silver-haired young man who has disappeared for eight years, and some people rumor that you are the first person below the Jindan monk, but I don't believe it, I dare to be presumptuous in front of so many people, and I have to meet you for a while. Xiang Tieta, who had not directly participated in the siege of Luo Qing before, had a rough voice, and did not show a look of fear like the others, but an unprecedented battle intent appeared on his face.
"I don't think you participated in the siege just now, let you go this time, as for the others, it's up to you to do it. ”
"Arrogance!" Xiang Tieta shouted, but he seemed to have developed limbs, but he was not a simple-minded person, and he could make so many foundation building monks, including Miao Tian, look like a forbidden cicada, especially the two knives that killed the poisonous Maitreya, which was not something that ordinary people could do.
The Demon Suppression Golden Whip in Xiang Tieta's hand trembled, and a stream of golden light covered his whole body.
"Monks below the late stage of foundation building, retreat!" The Kua tribe had already lost too many children under this silver-haired young man, and although they still seemed to have the absolute upper hand at this time, in the end, the losses would definitely reach a point that was unacceptable to them.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, and a crisp sound vibrated out.
However, the two of them, the Iron Tower and Miao Tian, did not show any abnormality, and it seemed that the two of them also had a strange treasure in their hands to defend against divine sense attacks. Lu Xiaotian was not surprised by this.