"Commander, don't be alarmed. We're here!" The two late-stage cultivators of the Qing Clan closest to Qing Le yelled. They each took out their weapons, which were also strangely shaped serpentine weapons.
Clang, clang …
The arrows collided with the snake-shaped weapon. The three heavy fire thunder arrows were blocked at the same time. Qinghu and Qintu, who were behind Lu Xiaotian, were slightly weaker. Their faces were visibly pale. Although Lu Xiaotian could shoot three arrows at once, he was using the Fire Dragon Bow. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian had a lot of strength when he pulled the Fire Dragon Bow. It was indeed not easy for an ordinary late-stage cultivator to block one of the arrows.
Only Qingle, who was the strongest among them, not only shattered the Desolate Frost Seal, but also blocked the other arrow in the nick of time. His complexion was better than Qing Hu and Qing Tu's, but his blood was boiling. However, Qing Le's face was full of shock. He had just blocked two of the silver-haired youth's attacks, and the other Fire Thunder Arrow was already right in front of him.
Could it be that the silver-haired youth's power was limitless? Qing Le was both shocked and angry. He didn't have time to take out his serpentine sword again. The arrow was so fast that he didn't even have time to take a pill to recover his power. Seeing the arrow approaching him, he could only hold his serpentine sword in front of his chest. At the same time, he channeled all his power into his hands.
The snake-shaped sword took the impact of the fire-thunder arrow and crashed into Qing Le's chest. The sword was also an Inner Core magical item, so it was not destroyed by the arrow. However, Qing Le's body was bounced off the back of Ying Green Demon Snake uncontrollably.
"Commander Qing Le!" Qing Tu and Qing Hu were both startled and hurriedly caught Qing Le.
"I'm fine. Keep chasing." Qing Le spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. Although he said he was fine, he had suffered some internal injuries. He hated the silver-haired youth for attacking him three times in a row. Even with his strength, he couldn't have blocked all three arrows. If Qing Tu and Qing Hu hadn't blocked the other two arrows, he wouldn't have just been injured. At the very least, his mount wouldn't have been unscathed. To be able to maintain such a state of mind while being chased by so many people from the Winged Cavalry Tribe, Qing Le was very afraid. This silver-haired youth was not only strong, but also wise.
Qing Le took a healing pill and felt much better. He returned to his mount and led the other late-stage cultivators to continue the chase.
After flying for over a hundred miles, Lu Xiaotian was getting closer and closer to the nest of the fire bats. Due to the appearance of several waves of demonic birds, Lu Xiaotian's flight in the air was also somewhat affected. The distance between the two parties was now close enough for a battle of magical powers.
As Lu Xiaotian fought and left, the Qing tribe did not gain any advantages. The two sides fought for a while. Although the Wuzhi tribe behind wanted to charge forward, they were not as fast as the Qing tribe cultivators and could not come up with any good ideas.
Lu Xiaotian used Fire Thunder Heavy Arrows to injure two Green Winning Demon Snakes.
When Qing Lei saw that not only did he fail to gain any advantage, but he also suffered a great loss, he felt embarrassed and flew into a rage. He gave the order to attack Qing Feng Fan. As a result, Lu Xiaotian's hands were tied.
Lu Xiaotian used his physical body to withstand two attacks from the Qing tribe cultivators. Although it was blocked by the Fire Dragon Scale Armor, it still caused pain in his chest. Looking at Qing Le, who thought that his scheme had succeeded, Lu Xiaotian's killing intent rose. It seemed that these Qing tribe cultivators really thought that he was helpless.
As the Fire Dragon Arrow was shot, Lu Xiaotian angrily attacked. The fiery red arrow transformed into a fire dragon that roared and shuttled through the air.
Under Qing Le's shocked expression, the giant fire dragon directly shook off the snake-shaped sword and then pierced through Qing Le's chest.
Qingle lowered his head in disbelief. He looked at the bloody hole in his chest that was the size of a bowl. His strength seemed to be rapidly drained by this bloody hole. Not only had the arrow pierced through his chest, but it was also draining his life force at an alarming rate.
The flying snake under him let out a sorrowful cry, as if it felt the death of its master.
"Commander Qing Le!"
The Qing tribe cultivators shouted, but these people could no longer save Qing Le's life force.
Lu Xiaotian's face was as cold as steel as he took out another Fire Dragon Arrow and aimed it at the nearest Qing Tu.
This Qing tribe cultivator saw the scene in front of him and couldn't help but be shocked. Even Commander Qing Le couldn't block that terrifying arrow, let alone him. Perhaps if they all surrounded the silver haired youth, they would be able to exhaust him to death. But in the end, the first few people to charge forward would not be the ones to reap the benefits.
Out of fear, Qingtu instinctively retreated backwards. But he suddenly realized that the silver haired youth was only faking the arrow. He actually withdrew the terrifying red arrow. He had no intention of attacking him. And it wasn't just Qing Tu. Almost everyone saw the sneer at the corner of Qing Tu's mouth.
"Qing Tu, what are you doing? The Qing tribe doesn't have warriors who retreat in the face of battle!" A few other late-stage cultivators shouted, "Let's go and avenge Commander Qing Le! Kill! "
Qing Tu suddenly realized that when he was facing the silver haired youth, he instinctively chose to avoid him. Now that he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but blush with shame. A few late-stage cultivators beside him had already rushed forward with disdain. Qing Tu roared and charged forward again.
However, after Lu Xiaotian put away the Fire Dragon Arrow, he pulled the bowstring and shot another three Fire Thunder Heavy Arrows. They were thrown into confusion again. Another Green Snake Demon was shot and its speed slowed down. The Fire Thunder Arrows were originally quite powerful, and they were shot from the Fire Dragon Bow, so their power was increased by a few notches.
The Qing tribe was infuriated. They didn't expect that their tribe would suffer such heavy losses before they could even touch the silver-haired young man. Although there were many people behind them, their strength was weaker than those in the front. If they were to fight again, they didn't know how many people would be killed or injured.
Seeing that the tribe members riding the Green Flying Snakes were suppressed, Lu Xiaotian didn't show any joy on his face. Another group of cultivators from the Kua tribe appeared, and he didn't even have time to withdraw the Fire Dragon Arrow.
"This is the silver haired youth you were talking about?"
This time, the leader of the Kua tribe was a slender and graceful woman. She wore a cold and bright silver armor, and a mask that looked like a spirit bird with its wings spread out. It covered her fair skin, but it made her big eyes and her whole person look more lively. Her long neck and the eyes of the silver-armored woman made her look like a proud swan.
"That's right. As far as I know, this silver haired youth has at least repelled several waves of Flying Tribe members, including myself."
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