Poof! The burly old man's body was sent flying by Di Kun. The bones in his body cracked, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Old Five, take Wu Lianhan and the rest. Go, go quickly!" The burly old man, who was covered in blood, shouted in despair.
"Big Brother!" The only winged cavalry warrior who was still able to move shouted angrily. In his line of sight, Di Kun had already pounced on the burly old man again and slapped him in the chest with his claws.
The burly old man's chest immediately caved in. His body was like a broken cloth bag, and he floated down powerlessly in the air.
"Wu Lianhan, wake up!" The only winged cavalry warrior did not have time to feel pain and looked at the other clansmen.
A golden blade aura with some agility and ruthlessness slid across the air in a moving arc.
Four people and four eagles, in a situation where they could not resist, were all cut into two by this saber.
"Go!" The remaining two winged cavalry warriors who were further away from Lu Xiaotian seemed to have woken up from a dream. However, most of their companions were already bleeding in the air. Even the leader with the strongest strength had died in battle. After endless anger, there was endless fear. In just a few breaths, out of the eight people who were still intact, only the three of them were left. They were like birds startled by the twang of a bow.
Hearing Wu Gu's cry, the three of them no longer hesitated. They controlled their spirit eagles to turn around and flee.
Wu Gu, who was in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, clutched his injured chest and looked back in grief. His eyes were full of hatred. His clan had suffered such a great loss. No matter what, this blood feud must be avenged!
Lu Xiaotian looked at the three winged cavalry warriors who left and frowned slightly. Unfortunately, his Ice Soul Mystic Melody had a certain range restriction and could not attack without limit. If he was determined to chase after them, he might be able to kill one or even two of them. However, these people were forced into a corner. If they were to split up and escape, one of them would escape no matter what. In fact, to him, there was not much difference between one escaping and three escaping. Moreover, there were still three foreign cultivators behind him.
"Didn't Di Kun, the Flying Silver Corpse, disappear from the World of Cultivators a long time ago?" The burly man with the saber on his back, who was known as Broken Blade, lived up to his name. Especially when he saw Di Kun's shocking entrance and directly killed a sixth-level spiritual bird. Moreover, the burly old man could withstand the attack of the Primordial Fire Thunder Magic Arrow. His speed was so fast that even the cultivators of the Winged Cavalry Tribe could only sigh in admiration.
Just now, Lu Xiaotian had used the scimitar of the young man to retreat. In an instant, he had killed four of the remaining eight winged cavalry warriors. The remaining three were like birds frightened by the twang of a bow and fled in embarrassment. Di Kun had also finished off one of the Flying Silver Corpses. Although many people and spirit eagles had died, the entire battle had ended in the blink of an eye.
After Di Kun had killed the burly old man, he directly pounced on the young man with the scimitar.
However, the young man with the scimitar wielded his black scimitar so tightly that it was airtight. In the middle of the battle, he clashed with Di Kun several times. When he saw Di Kun spitting out the grayish-white light ball again, his face was frightened. He hurriedly flashed and narrowly avoided it.
The black scimitar in his hand and Di Kun's hard claws repeatedly collided. Every slash was like a red sunrise. The power of the scimitar was mighty and imposing, and the momentum was endless. However, Di Kun only used two of his claws to grab out at lightning speed and crushed the raging fire that was like a red sun. One man and one beast fought until the sky turned dark.
The young man with the scimitar was even more shocked. He was proud of his Balrog Demon Scimitar. Although he had only cultivated to the third move, he was already invincible among the Foundation Establishment Cultivators in the same sect. He did not expect that even after using all his skills, he still could not take down this rank six monster in front of him. In fact, Di Kun was also annoyed by the young man with the scimitar. The young man in front of him only used a scimitar to block its tyrannical power. Every time it attacked, it was forced back by the other party's fierce scimitar technique. Even its primordial spirit attack was avoided by the other party's mysterious footwork. If he continued to control the grayish-white light ball, he would not be able to fight like now.
In the end, Di Kun was from the Flying Silver Corpse Clan. Its body was the best weapon. Under the fighting spirit, the silver-gray figure shuttled back and forth in the air from time to time, fighting with the young man with the scimitar.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He did not expect the young man with the scimitar to be so fierce. It seemed that there were still many capable people in the Immortal Cultivation World. At that time in the tomb, he relied on the peak of the rank six body cultivation and the cultivation of the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm to fight with Di Kun in close combat. Although the fight was fierce, he still could not block all of Di Kun's attacks. Not long after, he would be hit by Di Kun once. Relying on his incomparably strong physique and the Fire Jiao Scale Armor, he was able to withstand Di Kun's fierce attacks. Even so, he was hit by Di Kun several times.
Later, he was able to seriously injure Di Kun was also achieved by using tricks. Moreover, the fight broke out on the ground, and his body cultivation's explosive power was displayed incisively and vividly. If they were in the air, with Di Kun's current speed and Lu Xiaotian's state at that time, he would definitely be in an even more miserable state.
With Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, he could naturally see that the young man with the scimitar was not a body cultivator. His cultivation was higher than his, already at the eighth stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. His spiritual power was not much purer than his, but his blade technique was incomparably fierce. Relying on the sharp blade technique in his hands and the matching footwork, he displayed an astonishing battle strength. He even blocked Di Kun in the air. Di Kun's grayish-white light ball was perfect for a sneak attack. Those who were hit by it would inevitably die. However, if it were to be used directly, it would be difficult for the young man with the scimitar to be effective. However, Di Kun's strength was not as simple as the strength of his body. His endurance was even more astonishing.
Although the young man with the scimitar in front of him had unparalleled blade technique, such a powerful blade technique also consumed an astonishing amount of spiritual power. At this rate, he would definitely not be able to outlast Di Kun. A trace of pity flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face. It was a pity that Di Kun's ice-blue flames were accidentally broken by Little Fire Crow. Otherwise, all of them together would not be enough to fight against Di Kun alone.
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