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The first to rush up were the friars of the Bai clan, ten black spirit cranes, and the ten foundation building soldiers of the Bai clan above. Looking at Lu Xiaotian in front of him, they inevitably looked excited. They came in a hurry. Although they heard a few words about how powerful the silver friar was, they were in a hurry and had not seen it with their own eyes. Naturally, they could not understand what the other side was up to. However, Bai Hua, the leader of the old man, was inevitably excited. The members of the Wu clan brigade and another Qing clan have been visible to the naked eye. He took the lead in killing the silver haired youth. As long as he blocked the silver haired youth for a moment, whoever finally killed the silver haired youth or the female nun of the golden pill had to accept his love and share some of his benefits.
"The children of Bai clan can't be greedy and rash. Just stop this person for a moment." Bai Hua is a monk in the later stage of foundation construction who has lived for a long time. He still has a certain degree of caution and loudly reminds the clan monks behind him. Avoid several young and energetic people behind. Because they are greedy for work and advance rashly, they will not get credit, but lose their lives.
"Arrogance!" while Bai Hua was restraining the clan relatives behind him, all the monks of Bai clan saw that the silver haired young man ignored it and rushed straight over without a pause. Even Bai Hua's mind flashed such an idea. Those families who were highly motivated to fight behind didn't have to say much in person.
"A snare of heaven and earth!" Bai Hua shouted.
The relatives in the back responded with a loud crash. They came out of the queue in a team of two. A large black rope stretched out from the left to the right. With a crash, it spread into a huge black net, which was pulled open by the friars of the Bai tribe and covered Lu Xiaotian.
This large-scale black net is extremely strong. As long as it is caught and wants to struggle out, it will definitely take some effort. If it is caught by several large nets layer by layer, it will be the friars in the later stage of foundation construction, and they can't get away. Maybe they can solve this person without the help of the people of the Wu clan. Seeing that the silver haired youth still rushed over without even half an intention to avoid, these people were happy.
Bai Hua and another middle-aged man with slightly stronger strength each hold a black spear and ride on the black crane to sweep the array from the side, so as to prevent the silver haired youth from escaping from a tricky point of view, or attack the relatives with relatively weak strength and break their snare.
Just at this time, there was a sudden sound of running water in the sky. Bai Hua's divine sense was a little different, but this difference had little impact. Bai Jie couldn't help sneering. Is there anything else?
But soon, Bai Hua's sneer soon solidified on his face, because his remaining light soon caught a glimpse of the next clan's strange look, and even the spirit Eagle under the tower was falling out of control. Those black nets that had been pulled apart before also slipped from the hands of the tribes behind them because they had no strength to continue to bless them.
"What's the matter?" Bai Hua was shocked and quickly stood up to fight in order to block the silver haired young man in front of him. He didn't want to be meritorious, but wanted to take his people out of the silver haired young man's hands. The spear in Bai Hua's hand danced in the air and turned into countless spear shadows. The momentum was surging to attack Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian flashed a sneer at the corners of his mouth and threw out dozens of wind blades. Use his cultivation at this time to display these wind blades and control the direction of Yi Zhong reverse palm. As for the spear shadow from the old man.
Lu Xiaotian directly waved the blade, and the blade awn reappeared. Where the golden blade awn passed, the spear shadows were crushed one after another.
"Dao Yi!" Bai Hua is also a person who knows the goods. When he saw that the black spear he stabbed was forced back without suspense, he couldn't help but scream and spew out a mouthful of blood. After the spear absorbed its essence blood, Guanghua made a great work. A spear stabbed forward. It was not an attack, but turned into a huge blood shield, held it against the golden blade with a spear.
The blood shield collapsed suddenly. Fortunately, the terrible blade had disappeared. Before Bai Hua could breathe a sigh of relief, a golden elixir had suddenly enlarged. In the twinkling of an eye, it had crossed hundreds of feet and was close in front of us.
Bai Hua hurriedly crossed the spear and blocked it, but a huge force came from the golden elixir. The toughness of Bai Hua's spear was amazing. It was not cut off by the blow of the split ground knife, but Bai Hua could hardly resist the huge arrogance. After being hit, the spear hit his chest. There was also some sharp knife Qi coming at the opportunity.
After all, Bai Hua is not physical cultivation, and his physical defense ability is not high. Especially when he is hit at this time, part of the sabre Qi penetrates his body. Bai Hua's mouth was full of blood, and his body was hurt by knife Qi. Blood flowed out of the wound. Bai Hua, who was seriously injured, could no longer support him. He was so black that he was unconscious. The black spirit crane under his seat quickly retreated with Bai Hua on his back.
At this time, the simple blades of the Bai tribe, which had been waiting for Zhang Wang, crossed over them, or cut onto the spirit crane under their seat. At the same time, Lu Xiaotian, the enemy who controls the wind blade to attack in several directions, can only control the general direction, and can not accurately cut the key of each white tribe and spirit crane. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian's original intention was to break through the obstacles at the fastest speed, not to pursue the greatest killing.
But even so, where the wind blade passes, it is still a place of death and injury. These foundation building friars, who are not weak, finally suffered a great loss in these low-level wind blade spells. However, at this time, they were completely unprepared, and their bodies naturally could not stand the cutting of the wind blade. On the contrary, the defense of the spirit crane under these people was not low, only a few feathers fell off, and one wore a defense spirit armor to block the wind blade.
But among these people, two were still dead and four were slightly injured.
Whether it is the Wu tribe that has been chasing from behind, or another Qing tribe with 15 people. Seeing the scene in front of me, I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. The Bai clan, including ten monks of Bai Hua in the later period of foundation construction, failed to stop even one face to face, so seven people were killed and injured, and there was no room for resistance. The monk of Bai Hua in the later period of foundation construction was cut unconscious by the silver haired youth. It seems that the silver haired youth is just eager to fight a way and has no time to manage the people of the Bai clan. Otherwise, there will be no more than ten people left, including Bai Hua. The silver haired youth even need to spend a few more moments.
Even Wubi, the friar of the Qing clan, had an idea that the flying riding tribe was so weak in the air. But at the same time, they were relieved. Fortunately, there are not many monks in the moon watching world, otherwise the fierce reputation of Feiqi tribe will be gone forever!