Chapter 687: Everyone Captured

There are only four or five cavalry in this group of strange monsters, and there is no special mana fluctuation from top to bottom. But the breath is extremely powerful.

Shao Zixia looked around with horror and despair, and suddenly saw Lu Xiaotian, as if someone who was about to drown saw a life-saving straw, and rushed to Lu Xiaotian from the messy grass with all his strength, "Lu Xiaotian , Brother Lu, help me."

These five cavalry each held blunt weapons such as spears and maces in their hands, and they also carried longbows made of black wood on their backs. The breath is weird and overbearing. Hearing Shao Zixia's cry for help, Lu Xiaotian didn't need to think about whether to join the battle group, the five cavalrymen in naked clothes immediately galloped out of three horsemen and rushed towards Lu Xiaotian. At the same time, two people went to get the longbow on their backs to prevent Lu Xiaotian from flying away directly through the air. The cooperation of the few people was very tacit, and they were obviously very skilled in this kind of fighting.

Whizzing…..

The other party took out the short spear from the pouch in the belly of the spirit beast and threw it at Lu Xiaotian without saying a word.

The short spear thrown by the unusually strong man headed by him is extremely powerful. Although it does not resemble the mana fluctuations of ordinary immortal cultivators, it seems to be a pure and tyrannical force, but compared to ordinary monks, he is a bit tougher. Fierce and fierce.

Lu Xiaotian directly pulled out the ground-splitting knife, the knife in his hand slashed out like a phantom, and the shadow of the knife moved in succession.

With a few clangs, several short spears were chopped off by Lu Xiaotian one after another, and Lu Xiaotian's body also flew backwards for several feet.

Such a tyrannical force. Lu Xiaotian flicked his numb wrist, although he didn't use any other means, but since he entered the middle stage of Jindan, especially under the sharpening of the misty sword energy in his body, the degree of solidification and purity has not lost to ordinary Jindan In the later stage, it is only slightly inferior in quantity, but this gap is more than enough to make up for with his seventh-level physical strength. Even for the few knives he slashed casually, the strength has reached the level of ordinary Jindan late-stage monks. The short spear thrown by the man separated by the opponent was so powerful that he couldn't stand it even after several consecutive strikes. Especially the unusually strong man with prominent browbones at the head, his strength is particularly strong.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, save me, I know the whereabouts of Qiangyingguo."

Although Lu Xiaotian's face showed some shock, the shock on Shao Zixia's face was even worse, but it soon turned into a strong joy. She was especially aware of the strength of these strange people. After personal experience, she knew that even blocking How difficult it is for the opponent's short spears. If Yu Dongbao hadn't saved her before, she would have been severely injured by the short spear thrown by the opponent, but Lu Xiaotian's ability to catch up safely is enough to show that his strength is a bit higher than hers. Although it may not be possible to completely repel these people, the chance of survival will undoubtedly increase greatly under the joint efforts of the two.

"In this case, even if I don't want to save it, I can't do it." Lu Xiaotian smiled wryly, and his heart was also happy. Before meeting Jin Changdao, he was just guessing. He was still annoyed at being separated from Jin Changdao and the others. , did not expect to meet Shao Zixia again, and the other party even admitted to the baby fruit.

The distance between those weirdos and Lu Xiaotian was shortening rapidly. Under the close distance, they did not throw short spears, but brandished the weapons in their hands, and hit Lu Xiaotian's vital parts. Like a vital poisonous snake, it swayed one after another, directly piercing Lu Xiaotian's throat.

If a tiger doesn't show its power, it treats me like a sick cat. Lu Xiaotian raised his brows, directly sacrificed the Soul Battle Orb, and swallowed a ninth-level demon tiger spirit. The breath of the whole body was rising steadily, and the tyrannical strength filled the body.

A wild breath surged from Lu Xiaotian's body, and Shao Zixia's face twisted. The wildness formed a sharp contrast with Lu Xiaotian's somewhat delicate face and slightly thin body.

Lu Xiaotian grabbed the sharp spear tip that Tuobahai stabbed directly with his bare hands.

Tuo Bahai's gloomy eyes were full of murderous intent, if he dared to look down on him so much, there was only one end, and that was death. Tuo Bahai exerted force on his wrist, and the spear flew out of the sea like a dragon, swayed past Lu Xiaotian's hand, turned into a few spear shadows, and then took Lu Xiaotian's throat.

It's just that no matter how the elevation changes, Lu Xiaotian's face is neither surprised nor happy, and he stretches out his hand from a few shadows of spears in a very flat manner. With a quick grip, the armor in his hand appears at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he grabs it directly. The spear that stretches the sea.

Tuo Bahai only felt that his spear was clamped by an iron tongs, and he pulled it hard, but the spear in his hand did not move at all. He couldn't help being shocked. The seemingly slender silver-haired monk in front of him was actually with other monks of other races. It's completely different, with such a tyrannical strength. You must know that although those ordinary monks have various and weird methods and can control magic weapons from a long distance, it is extremely disadvantageous to meet them in such a close combat situation. He had killed several people in a row before, could it be that this is the case, the method is strange, although the combat power is strong, but the body is very weak, this is Tuo Bahai's cognition of these alien monks, but the silver-haired monk in front of him has broken Tuo Bahai. This cognition of raising the sea.

"Get down!" Lu Xiaotian tugged hard and shouted softly. The opponent's strength is not weak, no worse than a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, but when he uses the Soul Swallowing Dafa, the same strength has reached an extremely terrifying level.

In Lu Xiaotian's shout, Tuo Bahai was torn off.

Tom tom. . . .

Farther away, the sound of heavy cavalrymen sounded, Lu Xiaotian didn't have to turn his head to look, the deputy soul had already noticed that there were more than a dozen of these weirdos rushing towards him shouting.

Whoosh, the two fellow clansmen behind Tuo Bahai saw that he was at a disadvantage, shouted and waved the mace in their hands, and hit Lu Xiaotian's head, waist from left to right as quickly as the wind. In an attempt to force Lu Xiaotian to open up the sea. Under the two people's full strength, there was even a fierce blood energy around their bodies, but this breath was still a little weak, and there was a faint sound of beasts in the blood energy. I don't know what kind of weird technique it is, but it sounds somewhat similar to Di Kun's roar.

It's just that the strength of the latter two people is far from that of Tuo Bahai who took the lead, but they are only at the level of the early stage of Golden Core. The body soared into the air, and turned backwards vertically.

At this time, whether it was Tuo Bahai or the two clansmen who followed behind, they all looked at Lu Xiaotian in amazement, obviously a little confused, why Lu Xiaotian, who just barely took their joint blow, suddenly strengthened so much .

As for Shao Zixia, her small mouth was even more rounded. There was some ecstasy on his face, but he saw more than a dozen riders rushing to help one after another in the distance. Two of them carried two heads with spears. In addition, Yu Dongbao and Huo Ying were also imprisoned in a prison cart made of wooden fences. . His whole body was covered in blood, and he was wearing black iron shackles. He sat in the prison car in a state of embarrassment, his eyes were full of humiliation.