Become a Fairy

At this time, Dongfang Yi had already shown signs of decline, and the monks of the Flying Rider tribe, who had suffered a lot of casualties, broke out hysterical attacks. Including the spirit eagle under the seat, they all used their full strength. Especially the Dan Yuan Huo Lei Arrow of the stout old man, the aura is even more frightening. Seeing that Dongfang Yi was out of support, the other three incomparably powerful late-stage foreign monks immediately joined the battle group to attack, intending to kill the enemy Golden Core cultivator. The credit is in hand. Immediately, there were two more magical artifacts of alchemy. At this time, the situation of Dongfang Yi was really dangerous to the extreme.

Dongfang Yi's face also showed a bit of solemnity and sadness. She did not expect that she, a Golden Core cultivator, would die in the hands of several Foundation Establishment cultivators in the end. Even if she was lucky enough to survive this wave of attacks, she probably had to do her best. Rather be broken pieces of jade than complete tiles, Dongfang Yi's beautiful eyes froze, and the ice fan in her hand swung out again.

The sky was fierce and clear, and the cold wind was blowing at this time. With the waving of the ice fan, a large number of ice thorns appeared in the air, and rushed towards the countless eagle feathers and thunder rockets.

Ding ding ding.

The eagle feathers, which were sharper than a knife, hit the ice spikes and made the sound of metal and stone colliding. It's just that although those eagle feathers had many, they were also smashed to pieces by the ice thorns. Even the dozen or so fire and thunder arrows, after smashing the ice thorns, were exhausted and could no longer cause any damage.

Qiang Qiang shot out a large number of ice thorns, and the flying snake of the pink-clothed female cultivator spun around, and the knife plate on it collided with the ice thorns frequently.

There was a sharp whistling sound, not from a person, but from the long knife of the strong man with the knife on his back.

After slashing on those ice thorns one after another, the cracks on the long knife became bigger and bigger, until finally, after a sound like cracking gold and piercing stone, the long knife disintegrated into countless small handles, smashing the The icicles swept away.

"Good knife!" The scimitar youth shouted loudly, taking advantage of the ice thorns being swept away by those disintegrated knives, the scimitar youth left a strange afterimage in the air, and his figure shot violently.

Dongfang Yi snorted slightly. With her current strength, she could only use the lowest level of the ice fan's attack. Otherwise, the sum of these people would not be enough for her to hit a few times. It's just that now she has no time to be upset, the heavy arrow carrying the breath of thunder and fire roared towards her, and in the blink of an eye, she had already arrived in front of her eyes.

Dongfang Yi's face turned pale, and she blocked the heavy arrow with a horizontal fan. However, with her seriously injured body and excessive consumption of mana, it was not easy for her to block the blow that was ordinary to her. While blocking the heavy arrow with her incomparably sore hand, the huge impact made her wrist numb, and the ice fan flew out of her hand

Chi la——

The first Huo Lei Heavy Arrow was blocked by the block, but it came and went again. At this time, the burly old man riding on the spirit eagle seemed to have been emptied of energy and spirit, and the two arrows had consumed most of his remaining mana. A look of hatred flashed across the stout old man's face, the ice fan in the hands of the Jindan female cultivator was out of control, and he didn't believe that this arrow could kill her. Anyone who dared to kill his Flying Cavalry tribe, even if it was a Golden Core cultivator, would have their blood splashed on the spot!

The young man in the scimitar costume sighed slightly in his heart. Although the Flying Cavalry tribe is usually arrogant, it is not unreasonable. This stout old man's double-star link archery is mysterious and mysterious. The Jindan female cultivator blocked one of the arrows, but in a hurry, under such siege, the second arrow might not be able to block it.

However, a stern look quickly flashed across the face of the young man in the scimitar costume. If he couldn't stop it, it didn't mean that this arrow would kill the Jindan female cultivator, and maybe she would be seriously injured. In short, I had to fight for it myself.

The figure of the young man in the scimitar costume once again stormed in, and he drew out the red scimitar from his waist. The scimitar gave off a rage that could devour everything. The moment he drew the knife, the eyebrows and hair of the young man in the scimitar costume turned red.

With a single cut, it actually gives people a majestic aura of a rising sun.

"Southern Wilderness Flame Demon Knife, Nine Styles of Sunrise!" The big man with the knife on his back stretched out his hand before, and the countless disintegrated knives shot back as if they had spirituality, and then joined together again, forming the previously cracked knives. long knife. The big man with the sword on his back boasted that his sword skills were astonishing, but after seeing the knife slashed by the machete youth, he immediately exclaimed.

The aura of that knife is huge and surging, it is not inferior to the Dan Yuan Huo Lei Heavy Arrow shot by the stout old man, and it is only behind the Huo Lei Heavy Arrow by a small margin. If the Huo Lei Heavy Arrow cannot kill Dongfang Yi, this One knife can undoubtedly play a decisive role.

"What a powerful sword, what a powerful sword technique!" The stout old man was weak with undisguised anger. If they hadn't lost their strength at this time, they would have been killed by this Jindan female cultivator. No matter how powerful the three monks in front of him were, they would never dare to snatch food from his more than twenty flying cavalry warriors. But even so, the stout old man had great confidence in this arrow. The aura on Jindan female cultivator's body was extremely weak, and most of the opponent's resistance was destroyed by his first Dan Yuan Huo Lei Heavy Arrow.

Sure enough, before the Huo Lei Heavy Arrow condensed with Dan Yuan could touch his body, Dongfang Yi bleed again, and his light body was directly sent flying by the arrow.

Seeing that the heavy arrow of fire and thunder was about to penetrate his body, a silver-haired young man suddenly appeared at this moment, catching Dongfang Yi who was flying upside down with a blank expression, wrapping his slender waist with one hand, and Seemingly unremarkable, he grabbed it in the air, and a contemptuous smile flashed in the heart of the stout old man. He wanted to grab his Huo Lei Heavy Arrow with his hands, thinking that he was a Golden Core cultivator? Just fast. The sneer froze on his face.

The arrow that was flying like a fire and thunder unexpectedly stagnated in the air. No, to be precise, there was an extra ordinary hand on the heavy arrow of fire and thunder.

After the silver-haired young man grabbed the Huo Lei heavy arrow, he threw it aside like grass, and flew back backwards with Dongfang Yi in his arms. The golden light flashed from the right hand that had thrown away the arrow, and a golden saber slashed in the air, and the aura of the saber suddenly appeared like a thunderbolt on the flat ground.

The young man in the scimitar dress, like the rising sun, condensed all his strength into the blow, but under this strike, the red sun seemed to be split by the golden light. The two frightening sword qi collided, and the silver-haired youth burst out suddenly. The huge shock wave made it impossible for the youth in Chinese clothes to pursue smoothly.

"Be careful!" Dongfang Yi originally thought that she would surely die, but at this moment, a person she never thought of would appear. At this time, several flying warriors who were knocked down by the ice pick because of the heavy arrow before controlled the spirit eagle and drew their bows. nock.

Lu Xiaotian pointed backward without looking back, the flowing water hit the stone, and the ice soul Xuanyin sounded.