At this moment, Dongfang Yi was already showing signs of weakness. The Winged Cavalry Tribe cultivators, who had suffered many casualties, were attacking her hysterically. Even the spirit eagles under them were using all their strength. In particular, the burly old man's Primordial Core Fire Thunder Magic Arrow had a terrifying aura. The other three powerful late stage foreign cultivators saw that Dongfang Yi was about to lose and immediately joined the battle. They wanted to take the credit for killing the Jin Dan cultivators. With the addition of two more Primordial Core stage magic tools, Dongfang Yi's situation was extremely dangerous.
Dongfang Yi's face also showed some seriousness and sadness. She didn't expect that a Jin Dan cultivator like her would die in the hands of a few Foundation Establishment cultivators. Even if she was lucky enough to survive this wave of attacks, she would probably be exhausted. It was better to die in glory than to live in dishonor. Dongfang Yi's beautiful eyes focused, and she waved the ice fan in her hand again.
In the bright and clear sky, a cold wind blew. As the ice fan waved, a large number of ice thorns appeared in the air, attacking the countless eagle feathers and fire arrows.
Ding, ding, ding …
The eagle feathers, which were sharper than a knife, hit the ice thorns and made the sound of metal hitting stone. However, although there were many eagle feathers, they were also scattered by the ice thorns. Even the dozen or so Fire Thunder Arrows were exhausted after hitting the ice thorns and couldn't cause any more damage.
Clang, clang … A large number of ice thorns shot out. The pink-clothed female cultivator's flying snake coiled around, and the blade on it collided with the ice thorns. Although the ice thorns were shattered, they couldn't move forward at all.
A sharp whistling sound was heard. It wasn't made by a person, but by the long knife of the burly man with a knife on his back.
After continuously slashing at the ice spikes, the cracks on the long saber grew bigger and bigger. In the end, after a cracking sound, the long saber actually disintegrated into countless small blades, sweeping away all the ice spikes in front of it.
"Good knife!" The young man with the scimitar shouted. While the ice thorns were being swept away by the disintegrated knives, the young man with the scimitar left a strange afterimage in the air and shot forward.
Dongfang Yi snorted lightly. With her current strength, she could only use the lowest level of the Ice Fan attack. Otherwise, with these people added together, they wouldn't be able to withstand a few hits from her. However, she did not have the time to be upset. The heavy arrow that carried the aura of lightning and fire whistled over. In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived before her eyes.
Dongfang Yi's complexion paled. She held her fan horizontally, barely blocking the heavy arrow. However, her body was heavily injured, and her Fa Li was overused. What was originally a casual attack to her was not easy to block at this time. At the same time that her incomparably sore hand blocked the heavy arrow, the huge impact caused her wrist to go numb, and the ice fan flew out of her hand.
Swish — —
After the first Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow was blocked, another one came from behind. At this time, the burly old man sitting on the Spirit Eagle seemed to have been drained of all his essence, qi and spirit. The Double Star Arrow, these two arrows had consumed most of his remaining Fa Li. A look of hatred flashed across the burly old man's face. The Jin Dan female cultivator had already lost control of the ice fan in her hand. He did not believe that this arrow would not take her life. Daring to kill the people of the Winged Mount tribe, even if she was a Jin Dan cultivator, he would make her blood splatter on the spot!
The young man with the scimitar slightly sighed in his heart. Although the Winged Mount tribe was usually arrogant, but they were not without reason. The burly old man's Double Star Arrow technique was extremely mysterious. Although the two arrows came one after the other, they were closely connected. The Jin Dan female cultivator was able to block one of the arrows, but in a hurry, under the siege, most likely she would not be able to block the second arrow.
However, a fierce look flashed across the young man's face. Not being able to block the arrow did not mean that the arrow could kill the Jin Dan female cultivator, or even seriously injure her. In short, he had to fight for everything.
The young man with the scimitar once again dashed forward, pulling out the red scimitar from his waist. The scimitar gave off a berserk aura that could devour everything. The moment he pulled out the scimitar, the young man's eyebrows and hair turned crimson red.
As the scimitar slashed out, it gave off a vast aura like the red sun rising from the east.
"Southern Wasteland Flame Demon Blade, Nine Sunrise Moves!" The burly man with the scimitar stretched out his hand and beckoned. The countless disintegrated scimitars, as if they had a spirit of their own, shot back like lightning and once again combined together to form the cracked long scimitar. The burly man with the scimitar was conceited in his scimitar skills, but when he saw the young man with the scimitar slash out, he suddenly cried out in surprise.
The aura of the scimitar was vast and surging. It was actually not inferior to the Jinyuan Flaming Thunder Arrow that the burly old man shot out. It was only a hair's breadth behind the Flaming Thunder Arrow. If the Flaming Thunder Arrow was unable to kill Dongfang Yi, this scimitar would undoubtedly play a decisive role.
"What a powerful scimitar, what a powerful scimitar skill!" The burly old man's feeble voice carried undisguised anger. If it were not for the fact that their strength had been greatly reduced and that the Jin Dan female cultivator had killed many of their clansmen, the three cultivators in front of him would not have dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, no matter how powerful they were. However, even so, the burly old man had great confidence in this arrow. The aura of the Jin Dan female cultivator was already extremely weak. Her resistance had already been more than half destroyed by his first Jinyuan Flaming Thunder Arrow.
As expected, before the Flaming Thunder Arrow condensed with Jinyuan Flaming Thunder Arrow could touch her body, Dongfang Yi once again spat out a mouthful of blood. Her lithe body was directly sent flying by the arrow.
Seeing that the Flaming Thunder Arrow was about to penetrate her body, a silver-haired young man suddenly appeared. He expressionlessly caught the flying Dongfang Yi, one hand holding her slender waist, and the other seemingly ordinary hand grabbing the air. The burly old man's heart flashed with a trace of a contemptuous smile. Did he think that he was a Jin Dan cultivator who wanted to catch his Flaming Thunder Arrow with his hand? But very quickly. That sneer froze on his face.
The arrow that was as powerful as a raging thunderbolt actually stopped in the air. No, to be precise, there was an extra hand that looked ordinary on the Flaming Thunder Arrow.
After that silver-haired young man caught the Flaming Thunder Arrow, he threw it aside as if it were a weed and flew back with Dongfang Yi in his arms. That right hand that had thrown away the arrow flashed with a golden light, and a brilliant golden saber slashed through the air. Saber energy suddenly appeared like a sudden clap of thunder.
The young man's saber was as powerful as the rising sun. He had condensed all of his strength into this attack, but under this saber, the red sun seemed to have been cut apart by the golden light. The two frightening saber energies collided, and the silver-haired young man suddenly attacked. The huge shock wave caused the young man in the saber to be unable to smoothly chase after him.
"Be careful!" Dongfang Yi originally thought that she was going to die. She did not expect that at this moment, someone she absolutely did not expect to appear. At this moment, the few winged cavalry warriors who had been struck down by the icicles controlled their spirit eagles and nocked their arrows.
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