Become a Fairy

Even if the tiger falls into the sky, the remaining prestige of the Golden Core cultivator is enough to deter the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"No, this Golden Core cultivator is just at the end of his crossbow, and he is just trying to hold on." The young man in the machete and five-color costume had sharp eyes, and saw Dongfang Yi's Flowing Fire and Ice Shield, after blocking more than twenty heavy arrows, a trace appeared. Even though the imperceptible pause was very short, ordinary monks would not be able to notice it at all, but those who have the courage to chase after the golden core monks are not ordinary people. How vicious their eyes are, even for a moment, the people present will notice.

"Avenge the dead tribal warriors! Kill!" The stunned old man's face faded away, and his murderous intent lingered again. As soon as the scimitar youth reminded him, he also noticed that killing a Golden Core cultivator would benefit his tribe. It is incalculable, and the other side has killed their tribe members, the two sides are already endless!

The two flying cavalry teams of Black Hawk and Green Eagle staggered in the air again, and arrows rained down.

"Scratch!" Dongfang Yi finally had a trace of anger lingering on his face, stretched out his fingers again and shot out several sword qi, but the sword qi left the body, and his face, which was not very good, turned pale again, and there were several flying knights in the air The soldier died tragically on the spot, and the spirit eagle's body spun and fell in the air.

Whoosh whoosh, the rain of arrows rushed forward, and the Flowing Fire Ice Shield was hit hard one after another.

boom! Under the joint strangulation of the Flying Cavalry Tribe, although the Flowing Fire and Ice Shield was strong, it couldn't withstand the endless fire and thunder arrows. After blocking an unknown number of arrows, a heavy arrow broke through the shield.

A white and flawless hand moved over like lightning, and grabbed the arrow, but the powerful impact of the arrow's shooting still pierced into the flesh, and blood gushed out from the wound again.

There was no trace of pain on Dongfang Yi's cold face, and she directly stretched out the arrow in her hand to shake the strong man who led the Qingying team. This heavy arrow was a little faster than when it came.

No Foundation Establishment cultivator could block the angry strike of the Golden Core cultivator, screams sounded, and the heavy arrows passed through the sixth-order spirit eagle and the body of the thick man above it one after another.

One person and one eagle, equivalent to two late-stage foundation-establishment monks, died on the spot again at this time, the power of the golden core is so great!

"Tao'er!" Seeing the strong man being killed by the arrow, the stout old man yelled in grief and indignation, controlling the spirit bird under the eagle like a mad tiger to rush towards Dongfang Yi desperately.

The other flying warriors also looked crazy. Even though they had caused some wounds to the Jindan female cultivator, they also lost several people themselves.

"What a woman, what a Golden Core cultivator, who was besieged by three Golden Core cultivators, killed one person, seriously injured two, and managed to escape to this place. Unexpectedly, there are such people in the world of Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation, if not I just happened to pass by here, once she escapes back and waits for her to recover, it will be a great threat to our alliance!" The young man in the machete dress saw Dongfang Yi's beautiful demeanor, even if he was an enemy, he couldn't help it now exclaimed.

"But now that the Flying Riders are fighting against this person, I'm afraid we won't be able to intervene." A middle-aged man with a long knife on his back felt unwilling, and the deterrent power of the long knife on his back was particularly prominent. There seemed to be countless cracks, but these cracks did not make people feel that the knife was about to break, but instead gave people a more intense threat.

Another pink-clothed woman with a beautiful face is as slim as a willow, with a light body, holding a blue rope in her hand, and her aura is not under the Blazing Lihuo Sword.

"Although the members of the Flying Cavalry Tribe are not strong alone, their joint combat skills are indeed extraordinary. Even if the three of us team up, we will suffer a big loss under the siege of the opponent, but the golden Although Dan Nuxiu is at the end of the crossbow, she is not at the mercy of others. The flying cavalry tribe thinks they have a good appetite and want to eat this piece of fat, but they overestimate their own teeth. Gritting their teeth, even if it is a flying cavalry The tribe must also be full of broken teeth. We still have a lot of opportunities."

The scimitar youth smiled, folded his hands on his chest, and didn't care too much about the battle situation in front of him. It seems that he is not worried at all about the great achievement in front of him being taken away by the people of the Flying Cavalry tribe.

"Then let's wait and see. Not good, that old man from the Flying Rider Tribe is doing his best!" The pink-clothed nun's complexion changed slightly.

A dozen or so eagles fluttered their wings one after another, and a large number of eagle feathers shot towards Dongfang Yi like an impenetrable storm. The stout old man even took out a thicker fire and thunder arrow from the storage bag. The fire light and thunder light intertwined on it, even faintly reaching the terrifying aura of the Danyuan magic arrow.

"Die!" The thick heavy arrow carried the endless anger of the stout old man and shot Dongfang Yi through the air among more than a dozen heavy arrows. Even the eagle feathers that were closer to the fire arrow were burned. for ashes.

It is equivalent to more than 20 foundation-building monks attacking at the same time. For the usual Dongfang Yi, naturally there is not much threat. However, under the successive injuries at this time, Dongfang Yi's strength has dropped sharply. Facing this violent attack, Dongfang Yi She also realized that she might really not be able to survive this time, but she raised her eyebrows, the majesty of a Golden Core cultivator cannot be desecrated, even if she is at the end of her strength, she will never sit still! Dongfang Yi screamed coquettishly, stretched out her bright red lotus tongue, and spit out an ice fan. The ice fan spread out in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it became several feet longer, and fanned across the surroundings. Even a sliver of broken cloud nearby was moved by it, and those eagle feathers shot like a knife, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, lost their direction in the waving of the ice fan, and some even rolled back. Two flying cavalry warriors who were closer were greatly affected, and were even cut by the rewinding eagle feathers.

Even the dozen or so heavy arrows were greatly affected. If they were swung a few times in a row, even these arrows would lose their attack power. But at this time, the bloodshot from the corner of Dongfang Yi's mouth escaped again, and the ice fan's movement also froze, and the dozen heavy arrows regained their ferocious fangs again.

"Do it, this golden core female cultivator can't hold on anymore." The youth in the machete costume shouted violently, and they followed here. Naturally, they didn't want to watch how the Flying Cavalry tribe killed this hostile golden core female cultivator. Whoever kills the hostile Golden Core cultivator will gain inestimable benefits.

"Flying snake coiling rope!" The pink-clothed female cultivator screamed coquettishly, and the green cable caught in it shook out with a buzzing sound, and a spinning flying disc appeared at one end of the green cable, with countless sharp knife teeth on it. If it is twisted, even gold and stone will be smashed, let alone human flesh and blood.

"Thousand Feather Sword!" Not to be outdone, the man with the knife on his back pulled out the long knife on his back, his wrist trembled, and the long knife pierced through the air like lightning, and slashed straight at Dongfang Yi.

Seeing the astonishing attack in front of him, the scimitar youth flashed his eyes, and did not rush to attack. Instead, he bullied himself into the storm-like attack, rushing forward crazily, not afraid of being torn to pieces by this violent attack.