Chapter 209 Fighting All Enemies

"Friend Daoist Wen, what happened?" the slick middle-aged man who made fun of Lu Xiaotian before asked in surprise.

"Although this person is only a casual cultivator in Wangyue City, he is much more reliable than these foreign cultivators. I didn't expect this person to have such strength. If I knew it earlier, I should keep him and get this person's help. We were able to steadily overwhelm these foreign monks, but we didn't expect such a great opportunity to be missed." Wen Fu said regretfully.

"It's true. The strength of this young boy is indeed beyond our expectations. However, no matter how powerful he is, he is only in the early stage of foundation establishment. The monk of Golden Silkworm Valley has already reacted, and he is one step ahead of others. With all his strength, the five joined forces Attack this person, no matter how powerful he is, he will be seriously injured if he is not dead, and it is too late for us to intervene now." The slippery middle-aged man nodded in agreement, with a look of pity, and then said greedily, "There is something wrong with this kid. There are a lot of good things, there is actually a complete set of elixir instruments, once the people of Jincangu get it and refine it, then the balance of strength between our two sides will also be broken, so no matter what the result is, this set of bows and arrows must not be completely lost In their hands, even if it is a rob, at least half of it must be robbed."

"That's right, let's wait and see what happens, and we'll come out after the battle is over." Another monk from the Beast Sect said.

Qingdan Palace and the monks of the Barbarian Beast Sect quickly reached a consensus. At this time, among the five monks of Golden Silkworm Valley, a middle-aged black-faced man not only had to deal with the attack of centipedes and puppets, but was also attacked by Lu Xiaotian with fire. The Jiao bow and arrow locked, even though a few fellow fighters rushed over, at this time his back was still bursting with cold sweat, he had a feeling that even if a few fellow disciples killed Lu Xiaotian, they might not be able to get him out of the bow and arrow rescued.

Another female cultivator from Golden Silkworm Valley is also building the middle foundation. At this time, the black-faced middle-aged man can only hope that the two poison darts she released can prevent Lu Xiaotian from shooting arrows to save himself. There are also two first-level Qi Refining and two second-level Qi Refining disciples. As long as he survived the current hurdle, Senior Brother Zhao Fengshan would also kill him, no matter how powerful this person is, but with limited cultivation, he would definitely not be able to withstand the joint attack of the six of them. In Qingdan Palace, the monks of the Beast Sect had a plan in mind. But the monks of Golden Silkworm Valley are definitely not fools, so they naturally know the importance of killing Lu Xiaotian early.

The two poisonous darts that were shot at the chest and abdomen respectively were already in sight, but Lu Xiaotian just let out a cold smirk, and drew his bow and set his arrows.

Ice Soul Profound Sound!

The sound of running water hitting rocks, several monks in the early stage of foundation building were weaker than Lu Xiaotian. After hearing this sound, the lowest level of cultivation was no more than the first floor of foundation building, and immediately fell into a short-term trance while the other two The movement on the second floor stopped and lagged for a few minutes. Only those two poison darts arrived as expected.

Whoosh!

As Lu Xiaotian let go of the bowstring, the fire dragon's arrow turned into a line of fire in the air, and then transformed into a roaring fire dragon. The main materials of this set of fire dragon bows and arrows are taken from seventh-order monsters, which is equivalent to the golden core early stage. Even if Lu Xiaotian's current strength is far from being able to exert the full power of this set of bows and arrows, for the black-faced monks who are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, only the roaring fire dragon is left in their eyes. The black-faced monk had a feeling that no matter how he tried to escape, he couldn't escape the attack of this arrow.

"Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao, save me!" The black-faced cultivator yelled in terror, sacrificed all the defensive talismans on his body, and then circulated the mana to the extreme to form a thick defensive talisman Cover, to protect yourself tightly inside.

"Damn it." Zhao Fengshan's face was extremely ugly. He couldn't figure out how the young monk in front of him directly caused two fellow disciples with lower cultivation bases to fall into a state of trance, and then he would abandon his life in disregard and use his body Even if he went to catch Luo Yan's poisonous darts, he would not dare to catch them, he would only choose to knock these two poisonous darts into the air.

If the black-faced monk Wang Bao is killed, the balance of strength between them and the Qingdan Palace, the monks of the Beast Sect will soon be broken, and underestimating the enemy for a while has caused such evil results. If I knew this, he should be the first to attack with all my strength , not giving this person the chance to launch this set of terrifying bows and arrows. After all, the shot is a bit slow now. The power of the complete set of alchemy artifacts has far exceeded the limit that the middle-stage monks of the earth character foundation can bear. Even if it is him, it is not easy to catch this arrow.

"Okay, this kid is a ruthless person." Seeing that Lu Xiaotian would rather risk his own life than destroy the other party alone, the naughty middle-aged man couldn't help but feel very happy. Originally, there was one more monk on their side than Jin Cangu, but now the opponent has lost a strong middle-stage foundation-building monk. The result couldn't have been better.

But soon, both expected and unexpected things happened. As expected, the fire dragon arrows were like piercing bamboo, tearing apart all the defenses of the black-faced monk without any suspense. , were pierced by an arrow, and the fire arrows kept flying the black-faced monk and nailed him to an exposed rock.

What was unexpected was that the two poisonous darts with bright blue light hit Lu Xiaotian's body, as if hitting a copper wall and an iron wall, and fell to the ground with two sharp clangs.

Zhao Fengshan's face was shocked, he was also very afraid of those two poisonous darts, if he could block these two poisonous darts, this person must have a top-level defensive magic weapon. A monk in the early stage of foundation establishment has so many good things on him. Zhao Fengshan can't help guessing, what is the origin of this guy? Centipede puppet, I am afraid it is not easy to do.

In any case, this person must die. Although the complete set of bows and arrows is powerful, the mana consumption is not simple. No matter how powerful a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment is, it is impossible for him to be without a little load. Zhao Fengshan's face was stern, Ling Yujian slashed directly at Lu Xiaotian.

After Lu Xiaotian was hit by the poison dart, it was by no means as unaffected as other people imagined. Although the two poison darts were blocked, part of that force acted on Lu Xiaotian's body through the spirit armor. It's just that after he practiced the "Horizontal Golden Body", his physical strength has been greatly improved, otherwise the remaining strength would have been enough to make him vomit blood. Now he only took a few steps back, but there was no serious problem, even Doesn't affect combat at all.

In fact, Zhao Fengshan's guess was not bad at all. The arrow just now almost drained half of his mana, even with his current cultivation. Only two arrows can be fired at most.

At this time, the tall and slender girl of Jin Cangu also realized that Lu Xiaotian had a top-level armor on his body. Stretching out his hand and throwing it, a golden thread crazily rolled towards Lu Xiaotian's neck.

After the delay just now, several monks in the early stage of foundation establishment in Jincangu also reacted, and looked at Lu Xiaotian with horror at this moment. If Lu Xiaotian's target was not their senior brother just now, the two of them just I'm afraid it's gone.

But seeing Zhao Fengshan and his senior sister attacking with all their strength again, the two cheered up again.

As for the seven Wen Fu people who are farther away, their eyes are almost rounded at this time. They thought that Lu Xiaotian would be a backstop. After all, they are facing four of the same level who are not much weaker than him, or even stronger. For some monks, being able to kill one of them is already commendable, but it was never expected that Lu Xiaotian was unscathed. Depending on the situation, if it wasn't for Zhao Fengshan, a late-stage master, to kill him, with the remaining four, he might not be Lu Xiaotian's opponent.

"Kill!" The hesitation on Wen Fu's face was fleeting, and after he shouted coldly, he took out a purple flute, took the lead and rushed down, and Zhao Fengshan, who was riding the Golden Silkworm Valley, focused his attention on Lu Xiaotian. At the same time, kill the weaker Golden Silkworm Valley first. As for the life or death of the young monk Lu Xiaotian, he doesn't care at all. Just kill this foreign monk.

The oily middle-aged monk of the Beast Sect and a few others quickly made a decision to kill the foreign monk, which was the best opportunity for them at this time.

But soon, Wen Fu, who was rushing to the front, stopped abruptly, suspended in the air and looked at Lu Xiaotian on the ground with a normal expression in surprise.

"Senior brother Wen, what's the matter?" The naughty middle-aged people are all ghost-like characters. The strongest Wen Fu stopped, there must be something strange, without Wen Fu taking the lead, they would not dare to face Zhao Fengshan easily. The rear-based cultivator's blow back. A little carelessness has the possibility of perishing.

"I don't feel very good. I'm afraid this young monk is not easy to deal with. If we go on like this now, we might get hurt by Chi Yu." The fear in Wen Fu's eyes flashed away. He has built a foundation for a hundred years. For more than twenty years, there are many life and death moments in his life, and the murderous intent he felt just now is more severe than any time before.

"Senior brother Wen is a little too careful, no matter how strong this young monk is, he can still pose a threat to us while facing the monk Golden Silkworm Valley?" Although the oily middle-aged and others were in shock, they didn't quite believe what Wen Fu said. the words said. After all, this kind of thing is too unbelievable.

"You will know after reading it. Of course, if you want to rush down, I won't stop you." Wen Fu's words were questioned, but he was not angry, and replied lightly.

"Senior Brother Wen was joking, since you feel it's wrong, we naturally have to follow Brother Wen's lead." The slippery middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.

A few people were suspended at a distance of less than a hundred feet from the ground, and a terrifying murderous intent centered on Lu Xiaotian and spread to the surroundings. In this forbidden area sealed on all sides, birds and birds fluttered in the air, and animals ran away in embarrassment. In the middle, he looked back in panic at the place where the murderous intent rushed.

"Seven Star Formation, successful!"

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and a light curtain enveloped all the five monks of Golden Silkworm Valley that were approaching. Zhao Fengshan of Golden Silkworm Valley has very sharp eyes, and he can see Lu Xiaotian's shortcomings at a glance. Even if Lu Xiaotian has a set of astonishingly powerful bows and arrows in his hand, and a top-level armor with strong defense, the more powerful the weapon, the more mana it consumes. There are many, and under the siege of the four of them, they are too busy to deal with it. Once a slight flaw is revealed, they will be besieged and killed by the four of them.

But unfortunately, Lu Xiaotian's biggest reliance is not this set of fire dragon bows and arrows. But the Seven Star Array. Even if there is still a group of extremely powerful monks watching, at this moment, he can't care so much. Leizhu can't be easily used, and the seven-star formation is his greatest reliance.

As soon as the Seven Star Formation came out, Lu Xiaotian's complexion turned slightly pale, but the sword energy soaring into the sky overwhelmed everything around him. The reason why he uses the seven-star formation now is naturally because it is not convenient to use the seven-star formation above the sky. At this time, the remaining four monks of Golden Silkworm Valley were all wrapped in the seven-star formation, and the matter was more than half resolved. Breaking the seven-star formation was not something the few people in front of them could do.

Ice Breaking Xuanyin! Lu Xiaotian once again used the magic bead skill, and the two golden silkworm valley monks who were no more than the second floor of the foundation were stunned for a moment, and their necks were cut off by the extremely dense sword energy. Yuanshen was strangled to death by the ubiquitous sword qi within a foot of escape.

"This, this is." The naughty middle-aged people were like frightened birds, flying a distance of hundreds of feet, looking at the scene in front of them with extremely pale faces, and between raising their hands, there were two more people, both in form and spirit. All gone.

"This is a sword formation! An extremely powerful sword formation." Wen Fu nodded solemnly.

The few people looked at Wen Fu again with some fear. If he hadn't reminded him just now, and went down without thinking, I'm afraid their end would not be so good. They didn't see the two monks in the early stage of foundation establishment who couldn't breathe. After a short time, he was killed by the young monks below like nothing. Among the few of them, except for Wen Fu, who is an expert, the others are not much better than these two.

Zhao Fengshan's complexion sank and he threw out a few fire beads, which were astonishingly powerful, almost equivalent to a full blow from a top foundation cultivator. The large amount of flames from the explosion made Lu Xiaotian quite embarrassed in the formation. The deputy soul controlled the formation, and the formation was damaged, and the deputy soul suffered a greater impact. Lu Xiaotian spit out a stream of blood. After this time, the deputy soul I'm afraid it will take a long time to cultivate. A large number of spiritual fires no less powerful than the Xiantian real fire were knocked out by Wushang's endless sword energy.

"Kill the person who presided over the formation." Zhao Fengshan was startled and angry. These few fire beads are his killer pincers. Throwing a few of them is equivalent to several top monks who built the foundation at the same time, but they still haven't defeated the formation. . He shouted loudly, raised his left hand, and struck at Lu Xiaotian Linggai with a mace.

The tall slender female cultivator reacted like Zhao Fengshan, approaching Lu Xiaotian with all her strength, trying to kill Lu Xiaotian while he was injured. The two of them are only more than ten feet away from Lu Xiaotian, and they can wrap Lu Xiaotian tightly in a blink of an eye.

But soon, both the tall slender female cultivator and Zhao Fengshan discovered that although they were close to Lu Xiaotian, the distance was only more than ten feet away. The surrounding sword energy has become more and more powerful, everywhere and pervasive.