At this time, Dongfang Yi had already shown his declining momentum, and the monks of the Flying Horse Tribe, who had suffered many casualties, even broke out into a hysterical attack. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info, including the spirit eagles under the seat, used all their strength. Especially the Danyuan Fire Thunder Arrow of the stout old man, the aura was even more terrifying, and the other three extremely powerful late-stage exotic monks saw that Dongfang Yi was not supported, and immediately joined the battle group to attack, wanting to snatch the credit for killing the enemy Jindan monk in their hands. Directly there were two more Dan Yuan magic weapons, and at this time, Dongfang Yi's situation was really dangerous.

Dongfang Yi's face also showed a little solemnity and poignant, but she didn't expect that she, a Jindan monk, would die in the hands of several foundation building monks. Even if she can survive this wave of attacks, it is estimated that she will be exhausted. Rather than a broken jade, not a complete tile, Dongfang Yi's beautiful eyes condensed, and the shape of the ice fan in his hand swung out again.

The sky was blazing and clear, and at this time, the cold wind was blowing, and with the wave of the ice fan, a large number of ice spikes appeared in the air, and swept towards the countless eagle feathers and thunder rockets.

Dingding.....

The eagle feathers, which were sharper than knives, hit the ice spikes and made the sound of gold and stone clashing. It's just that although there are many eagle feathers, they are also scattered by the ice spikes, and even the dozen or so fire and thunder arrows are also exhausted after shooting the ice spikes one after another, and they can no longer cause any damage.

Qiang Qiang.... A large number of ice spikes shot out, and the flying snake coiled on the pink nun, and the knife head on it frequently collided with the ice spikes, although they continued to shatter the ice spikes, but they failed to advance a bit.

A sharp whistle sounded, not from a person, but from the long knife of the strong man with the knife on his back before.

After slashing at those ice spikes one after another, the cracks on the long knife grew bigger and bigger, until finally, after a sound like cracking gold piercing stones, the long knife actually disintegrated into countless small knives, sweeping away the ice spikes in front of him.

"Good knife!" the scimitar youth shouted, taking advantage of the ice spikes being swept away by those disintegrating knives, the scimitar youth left a strange afterimage in the air, and his body shot violently.

Dongfang Yi snorted slightly, with her strength at this time, she could only send out the lowest level attack of the ice fan, otherwise with these few people, the sum would not be enough for her to fight a few times. It's just that now she didn't have time to be annoyed, the heavy arrow carrying the breath of thunder and fire roared, and in a blink of an eye, it was already in front of her.

Dongfang Yi's face turned pale, and she blocked it horizontally, barely blocking the heavy arrow, but the seriously injured body, coupled with the excessive consumption of mana, the blow that was originally ordinary to her was not easy to block at this time. While the sour hand blocked the heavy arrow, the huge impact made her wrist numb, and the ice fan flew out of her hand

Woo ----

The first fire thunder arrow was blocked, and it came and went again. At this time, the stout old man riding on the spirit eagle seemed to be emptied of his spirit, and the two arrows consumed most of his remaining mana. A look of hatred flashed on the face of the stout old man, the ice fan in the hand of this Jindan nun was already out of control, and he didn't believe that this arrow would not kill the other party. The people who dare to kill him from the Flying Horse Tribe, even if they are Jindan monks, will have their blood splashed on the spot!

The young man in the scimitar costume sighed slightly, although the flying cavalry tribe is usually arrogant, but it is not unreasonable, this stout old man's double-star beaded archery technique, Xuanzhi and Xuan, although the two arrows are one before and one behind, but the connection is extremely tight, this Jindan female cultivator blocked one of the arrows, but in a hurry, under this siege, the second arrow may not be able to stop.

However, a trace of fierceness quickly flashed on the face of the young man in the scimitar suit, and the fact that he couldn't block it didn't mean that this arrow could kill the Jindan female cultivator, maybe he might be seriously injured, in short, everything was still up to him.

The figure of the young man in the scimitar costume rushed forward again, and pulled out the red scimitar on his waist, the scimitar gave people a rage that could devour everything, and at the moment of drawing the knife, the eyebrows and hair of the young man in the scimitar costume turned red.

With a slash, it actually gave people a huge atmosphere of the red sun rising in the east.

"Southern Wilderness Flame Demon Knife, Sunrise Nine Styles!" The big man with the back knife before stretched out his hand, and the countless small knives that disintegrated seemed to have spirituality, and they shot back, and combined together again, forming a long knife with cracks before. The big man with the knife on his back was conceited and his knife skills were amazing, but after seeing the knife cut by the scimitar youth, he suddenly exclaimed.

The breath of that knife was vast and surging, and it was not inferior to the Danyuan Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow shot by the stout old man, only lagging behind the Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow by a fraction of a margin, if the Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow could not kill Dongfang Yi, this knife would undoubtedly play a decisive role.

"What a powerful knife, what a powerful knife technique!" The stout old man was weak with undisguised anger, if it weren't for the great loss of their strength at this time, and they were killed by this Jindan female cultivator, no matter how powerful the three monks in front of them were, they would never dare to snatch food from his more than twenty flying cavalry warriors. But even so, the stout old man had great confidence in this arrow. The aura on the Jindan Female Cultivator's body was already extremely weak, and the opponent's resistance had already been destroyed by most of his first Danyuan Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow.

Sure enough, the heavy fire and thunder arrows that had been condensed with Dan Yuan had not yet touched the body, Dongfang Yi sighed again, and his light body was directly rushed away by the arrow.

Seeing that the fire thunder heavy arrow was about to penetrate his body, at this time, a silver-haired young man suddenly appeared, catching Dongfang Yi who was flying upside down with an expressionless face, holding his slender waist with one hand, and grabbing it in the air with the other hand, a trace of contempt flashed in the stout old man's heart, and he wanted to grab his fire and thunder heavy arrow with his hand, thinking that he was a Jindan monk? The sneer froze on his face.

The arrow that was like a thunderbolt of fire actually stopped in the air, no, to be exact, there was an ordinary hand on the heavy arrow of fire and thunder.

After the silver-haired young man grabbed the fire thunder and heavy arrow, he threw it aside like a mustard, and flew back upside down with Dongfang Yi in his arms. The golden light of the right hand that had lost the arrow flashed, and a brilliant golden knife slashed into the void, and the sword qi suddenly appeared like thunder on the ground.

The scimitar dressed young man's powerful knife like the rising sun condensed his full strength, but under this knife, the red sun seemed to be cut by the golden mang. The two terrifying sword qi collided, and the silver-haired youth suddenly slashed out, and the huge shock wave made it impossible for the Huafu scimitar youth to pursue smoothly.

"Be careful!" Dongfang Yi originally thought that she would definitely die, but she didn't expect that a person would have appeared at this time, and at this time, several flying warriors who had been knocked down by ice picks because of heavy arrows controlled the spirit eagle and held their bows and arrows.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his finger and pointed back without looking back, and the flowing water hit the stone, and the ice spirit was mysterious.