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The remaining two, Di Kun had already gone to hunt down the thin, tall man who had appeared flustered before. Alone, one person could no longer stop Lu Xia Tian from attacking these Foundation Establishment mid-stage flying cavalry warriors, and even the delaying effect was useless.
The Litian Dao was flung from Lu Xia Tian's hand, exploding into a cluster of blood mist in the sky. The corpses of the cavalry warriors and spirit eagles were constantly being sliced apart by the Litian Dao.
From the trajectory of the blade that slashed through the earth, blood stained the sky.
The lanky man from later was also caught up by Dikun and killed again.
More than thirty riders had come, including seven flying warriors led by Wu Hong. At this time, only the last one remained, a slightly older elder with bushy eyebrows, along with eleven other middle-aged clansmen who looked terrified.
"Go!" The old man with bushy eyebrows let out a mournful roar, his voice filled with endless sorrow.
The remaining mid-range cavalry warriors looked at the silver-haired youth with eyes full of fear. They couldn't help but huddle closer to the older man with bushy eyebrows and scramble back the way they came in a flustered retreat.
With the thrill of battle surging, Di Kun wanted to pursue further, his speed could definitely catch up with some of them.
Lu Xiaitian let out a breath, calling back Di Kun. Although the battle just now wasn't long, it was extremely dangerous. He even had to use his Yuanyuan Pearl once. The Yuanyuan Pearl in his hand was defective and not like Su Qing's, which could be used repeatedly. His own would be unusable after a few more uses.
Including the previous time, the Feiqi tribe was unfamiliar with his strength. At the beginning, they focused their attention on Di Kun, who took the lead, catching him off guard. As he revealed more and more of his strength, with the Feiqi tribe's rich combat experience, they would definitely change their tactics. The situation later might be a bit unfavorable. Similar to the previous situation, the other party chose to flee again, and he was unable to keep all these members of the Feiqi tribe. In that case, fleeing one or ten made no difference to him. Given the Feiqi tribe's character of revenge, dealing with him would definitely not be limited to this wave of Feiqi. Perhaps it was more intended to delay his advance speed.
Having figured this out, Lu Xia Tian directly recalled Di Kun. Looking at Qing Feng Fan, who had been sent aside by him one step ahead, he let out a breath of relief. This time, luck was on his side. The Fei Qi tribe people did not choose to attack Dong Fang Yi. Otherwise, he would have only been able to control Qing Feng Fan with his deputy Yuanshen to dodge the pursuit of the Fei Qi warriors while also fighting spells. The situation would undoubtedly be even more unfavorable.
This time, the Flying Cavalry tribe didn't make a move from the Dongfangyi breakthrough point. It doesn't mean they won't next time.
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In the distance, a powerful surge of spiritual energy rippled across the sky. Lu Xia Tian's face shifted slightly, and without hesitation, he didn't even bother cleaning up the battlefield. Instead, he directly boarded the Qingfeng sail and shot towards the Lingwu Forbidden Land.
At this time, Zhu Ling, Leng Qiao Yu and the others were still immersed in the fierce battle that Lu Xiaotian had just waged. They never expected that over thirty flying cavalry warriors would charge over aggressively. From the start of the fight to the end of the duel, it was only a matter of moments. The whole process was extremely dangerous and full of twists and turns. Originally, in the eyes of these people, Lu Xiaotian was destined to die, but he unexpectedly slaughtered all sides, causing the flying cavalry tribe, which they feared like tigers, to suffer heavy casualties and eventually flee in disgrace.
By the time he could react, Lu Xia Tian's Qingfeng Sail had transformed into a streak of blue light and vanished without a trace.
Zhu Ling instantly felt a pang of regret, "I should have called out to Senior Brother Lu just now. Now he's alone and fleeing, who knows what dangers he might encounter behind him."
"Are these really disciples of your Lingxiao Palace" The white-browed elder was still astonished. He had never seen such a ferocious Qi Refinement cultivator before. In the void, even the notorious flying cavalry clan barely dared to raise their heads. Just now, this wave of flying cavalry warriors had seven Qi Refinement late-stage cultivators, and they also had Spirit Hawks as assistance, moving swiftly through the air. The white-browed elder thought that dealing with one of them would be quite difficult, let alone dozens of times his enemies. Although the Sky-flying Silver Corpse was terrifying, in the eyes of these people, most of the flying cavalry tribe members died at the hands of Lu Xiaotian.
“What’s being said is absolutely true. In the Blood Forbidden Land, Senior Brother Lu beat Yuan Hao, a genius disciple of the Gujian Sect, and even foiled Meng Yu's sneaky attack. However, after he reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he became this powerful. Even his flying cavalry clan, which outnumbered him, was no match for Senior Brother Lu. His golden saber is definitely not ordinary.” Leng Qiao Yu said proudly, glancing at Meng Yu beside her. Meng Yu now had a gloomy face, clearly remembering that when he was in the Qi Refining stage, he had offended such a terrifying enemy. He didn't know what would happen if they met again in the future. Maybe only staying by the side of a Jindan cultivator could protect him.”
"I never expected the Lingxiao Palace to have such a formidable figure." Several cultivators from the Qingdan Palace thought back to the recent battle, all feeling a lingering sense of fear. Fortunately, they weren't on the opposing side; otherwise, facing such an enemy, they would have been helpless.
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"It's a pity that Senior Brother Lu is too fast, we were all lost in thought just now. I see that Senior Brother Lu went in that direction, why don't we go after him, Junior Sister Zhu" Leng Qiao Yu suggested.
"No, the Feiqi tribe lost so many people, they probably won't let it go. Moreover, your fellow disciples are so fast, even with our cultivation base, we wouldn't be able to keep up if we wanted to. If we really encounter cultivators from other realms, we might even drag him down." The white-browed old man said calmly.
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"Not good, be quiet." A warning voice came from the crowd, and in a moment, a dark mass appeared in the sky, nearly a hundred spirit eagles, along with over a hundred cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage.
“Hiss” Upon arriving at the site where the tribe had just fought with the silver-haired youth, they saw numerous bloodstained hawk feathers still floating in the air and several corpses scattered on the ground. Everyone present couldn't help but gasp in shock.
"Such a terrifying aura, such a terrifying cultivator!" The golden thread rat sniffed the air, its body trembling.
“Take us to find that silver-haired youth, no matter how far we have to go, we must capture him. I will use his divine consciousness to light a sky lantern!”
When Ubbi saw the bloody and tragic scene before him, he was both terrified and on the verge of losing control. With the eyesight of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he could naturally survey the scattered corpses of the spirit eagles and mounted warriors all around. At least twenty people had died here, and with the previous losses, over thirty members of the U氏 clan had perished in the hands of this silver-haired youth, including several late Foundation Establishment cultivators. Add in the spirit eagles, and such a loss was extremely heavy, not only for the U氏 clan but also for any Immortal Sect. Thinking of how these people came rushing here after receiving his intercepted sound transmission talisman, Ubbi couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.
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Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!a little junior, do you really think you can contend with me here relying on those eighteen puppet warriors" The one-armed monk scrutinized Lu XiaTian from head to toe, as if trying to recognize him a...