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The remaining two, Di Kun had already gone to hunt down the tall and thin man who had panicked before, and the single person could no longer stop Lu Xiaotian from attacking these flying cavalry warriors in the middle stage of foundation building, and he couldn't even play a role in retardation.

The Earth Splitter was thrown by Lu Xiaotian with a shake of his hand, and clouds of blood mist exploded in the sky one after another, and the corpses of the Flying Horse Warrior and the Spirit Eagle were constantly sliced apart by the Earth Splitting Knife in the air.

From the trail of the Earth-Splitting Knife, the sky was bloody.

The tall and thin man in the later stage was also caught up by Di Kun and was killed by Di Kun again.

Of the more than thirty horsemen who came to Shiten, the seven flying cavalry warriors, including Wu Hong, were only the last slightly older old man with thick eyebrows left, and eleven middle-stage clansmen with panicked expressions.

"Let's go!" the thick-eyed old man roared mournfully, with endless sadness in his roar.

The rest of the mid-stage flying cavalry warriors looked at the silver-haired young man's eyes full of fear, and involuntarily moved closer to the thick-eyed old man, fleeing in the direction he came.

Di Kun, who had been killed, still had to pursue, and with its speed, it could definitely catch up with some of them.

Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and summoned Di Kun back, the fierce battle just now didn't take long, but the process in the middle was extremely dangerous, and he even had to use the Yun Yuan Bead once, the Yun Yuan Bead in his hand was a defective product, not as good as the one in Su Qing's hand, it could be recycled, and it was estimated that it would be scrapped if he used it a few more times.

Including the previous time, the people of the Flying Horse Tribe were not familiar with his strength, and they just focused on Di Kun, who was the first to take the lead, and was caught off guard by him, as he exposed more and more strength, with the rich combat experience of the Flying Horse Tribe, he would definitely change the previous way of playing, and the later situation would be a little unfavorable. The situation was similar to before, the other party insisted on escaping, and he couldn't leave all these people from the Flying Horse tribe behind, in this case, it didn't make a difference to him whether he escaped one or ten. With the revenge of the Flying Horse Tribe, it will not be only such a wave of Flying Horses to deal with him, and perhaps there is more intention to delay his progress.

Thinking about this clearly, Lu Xiaotian directly recalled Di Kun, looked at Qing Fengfan, who was sent to the side by him one step in advance, and breathed a sigh of relief, this time luckily, the people of the Flying Horse Tribe did not choose to attack Dongfang Yi, otherwise he could only use the Deputy Yuan Shen to control Qing Fengfan to avoid the pursuit of the Flying Cavalry Warriors, and at the same time, he also had to fight, and the situation would undoubtedly be even more unfavorable.

This time, the people of the Flying Horse Tribe did not start from the breakthrough of Dongfang Yi, which does not mean that they will not be next time.

In the sky in the distance, there was a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, Lu Xiaotian's face changed slightly, he no longer hesitated, and he didn't even bother to clean up the battlefield, so he directly took the green sail and broke through the sky in the direction of the spiritual mist forbidden land.

At this time, Zhu Ling, Leng Qiaoyu and the others in the crack of the ground were still immersed in the fierce battle where Lu Xiaotian killed the Quartet just now, but they didn't expect that the more than 30 flying cavalry warriors who rushed over with great momentum would only add up to a moment of kung fu from the occurrence of the fierce fight to the end of the fight. The whole process can be described as dangerous and abnormal, with twists and turns. Lu Xiaotian, who was originally destined to die in the eyes of these people, actually killed all sides, so that the flying cavalry tribe that made them fearful of tigers suffered heavy casualties, and finally had to flee in embarrassment.

When he reacted, the green sail that Lu Xiaotian was riding had turned into a blue light, and he had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Ling was suddenly a little annoyed, "I should have called Senior Brother Lu just now, but now that he has escaped alone, I don't know what crisis he will encounter later." ”

"Is this really your disciple of Lingxiao Palace?" The white-eyed old man was still shocked at this time, it was the first time he had seen such a fierce foundation building monk, in the airspace, the famous flying cavalry clan could hardly raise their heads, just now this wave of flying cavalry warriors, but there were seven foundation building late stage monks, and there was also a spirit eagle as a help, coming and going in the air like the wind. The white-eyed old man thought to himself that it was not easy to deal with one of them, let alone an enemy dozens of times his own. Although the Flying Silver Corpse was already quite terrifying, in the eyes of these people, the vast majority of the people of the Flying Horse Tribe died at the hands of Lu Xiaotian.

"Naturally, it is true, in the Scarlet Forbidden Land, Senior Brother Lu is the genius disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect Yuan Hao, and he also thwarted the sneak attack of Meng Yu, a sinister villain, but I didn't expect that after building the foundation, it would be so powerful. Even the Flying Rider Clan, who were far outnumbered by him, were no match for Senior Brother Lu. His golden knife can't be wrong. Leng Qiaoyu said proudly, glancing at Meng Yu next to him, Meng Yu at this time was already dark-blue, obviously thinking that he had offended such a terrible enemy during the Qi refining period, and he really didn't know what the consequences would be if he encountered it in the future. Perhaps only by staying by Brother Jindan could he be sheltered.

"I didn't expect you Lingxiao Palace to have such a character. Several monks of the Qingdan Palace were all apprehensive when they thought of the battle just now, fortunately they were not enemies, otherwise they would also have no power to parry in the face of such an enemy.

"It's a pity that Senior Brother Lu's speed is too fast, we were all distracted just now, I think since Senior Brother Lu is going in that direction, it is better for Senior Sister Zhu to chase Senior Brother Lu." Leng Qiaoyu proposed.

"No, the Flying Rider Tribe has died so many people, I'm afraid it won't give up, and your fellow sect is so fast, even if we want to keep up with our cultivation, we can't do anything about it. If you really encounter an exotic monk, it will drag him back. The white-eyed old man said calmly.

"Not good, silence. I don't know who in the crowd gave a warning, and after a while, a black oppressive piece appeared in the sky, nearly a hundred spirit eagles, and hundreds of foundation building monks.

"Hiss----" At this time, he rushed to the place where the tribe and the silver-haired young man had just fought, and saw a large number of bloodstained eagle feathers flying in the air, as well as some corpses falling from the ground, and the people present couldn't help but gasp.

"What a terrible breath, what a terrible monk!" said the golden-threaded rat, sniffing in the air, and shuddering.

"Take us to chase that silver-haired young man, the ends of the earth, and catch him too, I want to use his divine sense to light the sky lantern!"

Wu Bi saw the bloody and tragic scene in front of him, and at the same time, he was afraid at the same time, the whole person was almost about to go berserk, with the eyesight of the Zhuji monk, he could naturally look at the corpses of the Spirit Eagle and the corpses of the flying cavalry warriors scattered around, at least more than 20 people died here, plus the previous loss of manpower, the Wu clan who died in the hands of this silver-haired young man has more than 30 people, including several late foundation building cultivators, plus the Spirit Eagle, such a loss is not only for the Wu clan, even for an immortal sect, it is extremely heavy。 Thinking that these people rushed to the scene because they received the transmission note intercepted by him, Wubi couldn't help but drip blood in his heart.