Chapter 340 Flying Ride Reappearance

After waiting for several days in a row, just as the Dai brothers got impatient, they were resting in a small forest on a hillside more than ten miles away from the mine. Suddenly, a fierce fight came from the direction of the mine. came.

The Dai brothers suddenly stood up.

"Someone is fighting with the foreign monks in the mine. It seems that there are quite a few of them. What should we do?" A young monk named Yan Feng showed a little excitement on his face, "Would you like to help us in the world of Wangyue Xiuxian?" people?"

"Junior Brother Yan, you are old-fashioned and warm-hearted, but it's not because of your relatives. If we rushed out like this, would others appreciate it? Wouldn't they regard us as someone who was going to grab merit points?" Dai Chong said with a cold smile.

"Wait and see what happens, and see if the Flying Rider tribe that some people are talking about really exists."

"I didn't stop you before." To Dai Chong's hostility, Lu Xiaotian replied directly.

Peng Dayong smiled, feeling that Lu Xiaotian's sharpness was sharper than before, but he liked it.

Dai Chong snorted.

"Who is good at dealing with birds?" Cao Haihua asked in a deep voice.

"Our brother has a kind of black wolf smoke, which explodes in the air and can stay together for a long time. Presumably, the people of the Flying Rider tribe will be affected by the attack from the air." Dai Chong said with a bit of arrogance on his face.

"Sirius smoke? If used well, it can indeed have miraculous effects. Who else?" Cao Haihua nodded. Although the Dai brothers were a bit arrogant, they did have the capital to be proud.

"I have a kind of heavy crossbow, which can be used to shoot birds high in the sky, but there is only one heavy crossbow, so it may not be able to solve too many problems." It was Bai Lixing who had spoken very little along the way.

"Since there is no particularly good solution for the time being, let's wait and see what happens." Cao Haihua nodded.

A group of people proceeded carefully to the mine where the conflict broke out.

Yo——A sharp eagle cry was like a heavy drum, hitting the hearts of everyone.

As far as the eye can see, six black hawks from each of the two teams are approaching in the air, and a friar in rough gray clothes stands on top of each black hawk. Everyone carried a black wooden longbow and a pot of heavy arrows thicker than a thumb hung on their backs.

"Flying Cavalry Tribe!" Besides the Flying Cavalry Tribe, even the Great Sect of the Immortal Sect seldom produced all spirit birds of the same species above the fourth rank at one time. Twelve eagles, twelve monks, simply counted by strength, that is twenty-four foundation-building monks. What's more, there are three spirit birds whose auras are particularly strong, and faintly have reached the sixth level, which is equivalent to the late stage of foundation establishment. If they come, the strength of this wave of monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe will be even more terrifying.

Moreover, the opponent relied on spirit birds equivalent to the foundation building stage to come and go like the wind above the sky, even if they could fly with a sword, they might not be their opponents.

Without Cao Haihua's signal, everyone didn't dare to get angry, lest they provoke a top-down attack from the top of their heads, the strength of the opponent was absolutely superior.

"Oops, I've encountered an ambush." ​​Those who attacked the mine were monks from the Puritan Church near Xuanqing City, a group of ten people, and the leader was also a late-stage foundation-building monk. Two more people came out of the mine, with a layer of white feathers on their bodies. Although they stayed in the Fenglingshi mine, the white feathers were spotless. It seemed that they had a special plan. The person responsible for the attack The strength of the Puritan monks is also quite strong, and there are as many as three monks in the late stage of foundation establishment. Compared with the group of people stationed in the Lingshi mine veins, they have advantages in quantity and quality, but these people see that the situation is not good. Hiding in the ore cave, the ore cave is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Puritan people can't rush in. They tried hard to fight a few times, but they were beaten back by the foreign monks.

"Haha, our reinforcements have arrived, you idiots, the time has come for you to die!" The cultivator guarding the Wind Spirit Stone Mine laughed arrogantly.

There were not many people in the flying flying tribe in the air, and the two teams each drew their bows and arrows, and the heavy arrows thicker than a thumb shot down one after another.

whoosh whoosh.

The arrows carried the faint sound of fire and thunder. These heavy arrows were all made of flint!

The monks below all sacrificed magic weapons to block, but the power of the magic weapon is controlled by divine sense, which is slightly discounted in power, but the heavy arrow that leaves the string comes through the air, using fire Lei Shi, the Flying Cavalry tribe is famous for its aerial combat, so it's not for nothing. Every tribe in the Flying Cavalry tribe has its own unique fighting methods to survive. These tactics were accumulated at the cost of blood and life during the long-term hunting of powerful monsters, passed down from generation to generation, and lasted for a long time, and the methods of combined warfare were far stronger than these monks who were used to fighting alone.

Whoosh, whoosh, heavy arrows came like rain. These monks controlled the magic weapon and forcibly smashed the heavy arrows. The stronger monks were fine, but after a few weaker monks blocked the epee at this time, the magic weapon they controlled was a bit erratic. A performance of powerlessness after being hit hard.

However, the flying warriors above the sky will not stop at all. The wings of the black eagle under him fluttered, and hundreds of thousands of black feathers shrouded them like a torrential rain. In this way, they were equivalent to facing more than twice the attack. This kind of large-scale attack is not terrible, but the advantage is the large number, and the heavy arrows interspersed in it are even more difficult to guard against.

After several rounds of attacks, several screams rang out. Three early foundation establishments and one upper Puritan monk in the middle foundation establishment period were shot dead by heavy arrows. The out-of-control magic weapon swayed in the air as if drunk. fell to the ground.

Cao Haihua and the others gasped. They didn't expect the monks of the Flying Cavalry Tribe to be far tougher than the rumors said. A simple attack method, but it wins in a fast word, so fast that people don't have enough time to react, simple and effective. After a few rounds of arrows, the number of Puritan monks on the ground was reduced to 60% in an instant, which was terrifying.

Lu Xiaotian looked up at the sky, the flying cavalry fighters on the Black Eagle were a little weaker, and their breathing seemed a little short at this time, it seemed that although these rounds of attacks were powerful, they also consumed a lot of energy. Only relatively speaking, it is much less troublesome than the upper Puritan monks who are passively defending on the ground. Even if they killed all the monks of the Puritanism, they should still have a little spare power.

"Break into the Fengling Stone Mine!" The old man with black moles had blood-red eyes, and he looked remorseful. The scene in front of him was obviously far beyond his expectations. He saw the monks of the Flying Rider Tribe flying around from the air again. When he came back, the experienced old man quickly realized that the only way to escape this catastrophe was to enter the mine. Although the environment of the Fenglingshi mine was a little worse, it was better than dying outside.