Chapter 1511: A Significant Loss

The Flying Horse Tribe was indeed powerful. If I were truly capable, I wouldn't have been forced to flee in such a sorry state." Lu Xia Tian shook his head and smiled.“Sigh, to tell the truth, we’re..."Shi Sanxiong!" Zhao Yu, who was originally about to return into the passage, just as he emerged from the cave, heard a roar. A wild and ferocious blood qi surged from the mouth of the cave.

Zhao Yu hurriedly blocked a blow. Yuan Yu, whose strength was considerably less than Zhao Shi's by three points, was directly blasted backward several dozen feet by the strike. 。"What's going on" Zhao Li swept his sleeve, a gust of fierce wind scattering the remaining blood force at the entrance. 。Shi Sanxiong was injured. The previous couple didn't leave, they waited for someone to be separated from the group before attacking and killing them. 。“Zhao Yu’s face was extremely serious,” 。The enemy is now guarding the entrance to the cave, we can't get back in. 。"Take turns attacking, no matter what, we must hold back one person and prevent the other side from fully attacking Shi Sanxiong." 。Before Zhao Li's words could even finish, he reached out with his hand and flung dozens of Lei Huo Zhu towards the outside of the cave. 。

With a deafening roar, lightning flashed from the entrance of the cave.

Zhao Li was just about to blast out, but he was blocked again. 。

Zhao Shi san had managed to escape several dozen miles in a single breath, which was already an extraordinary feat. Relying on the cover of the earth and the thick layer of ice and snow covering the surface, he burrowed deep underground. Even Lu Xia Tian, without the help of his spirit-tracking white dog, would find it quite difficult to track Zhao Shi san.

One breath can travel dozens of miles, and in such a short time, it's already a very remarkable means. 。

But just as Zhao Shi San had barely emerged, Xiang Qingcheng had already arrived in pursuit.

Zhao Shi's expression darkened. He glanced back, and a deafening roar erupted from the entrance of the cave, but none of Zhao Yu's men emerged. 。“That silver-haired cultivator was actually so terrifying!” Seeing Lu Xia Tian’s figure, Zhao Shi San felt a genuine fear from the bottom of his heart. 。The opponent had just engaged in a fierce battle with him, and should have been exhausted. Under such circumstances, even seven great cultivators taking turns could not break through. 。

A white figure drifted gracefully, wielding a sword as it approached. Zhao Shisan relaxed his grip slightly; at least the one chasing him wasn't that terrifying silver-haired cultivator.

Otherwise, he would be utterly lifeless. 。But soon, Zhao Shisan's heart was tangled again. Should he flee far away, or should he play around with Xiang Qingcheng nearby 。Once he had escaped, what if Zhao Yu and the others broke through Lu Xiaoteng's obstruction Wouldn't that delay precious time for them to reunite 。If he stays here, Zhao Yu and the others will still be unable to escape in the end, wouldn't that mean losing another precious opportunity to flee 。"Spirit Hound!" Zhao Shi-san quickly made his decision, or perhaps the Spirit Hound made it for him. With such a beast on their side, no matter how far he fled, he would likely still be caught. 。Xiang Qingcheng let out a light snort, and behind her, a huge jade-colored ring materialized. Within the ring, swords flew out in waves, like a mighty river surging down. 。The other party has only just begun to comprehend the true meaning of earth, and was already wounded by Lu Xiaoteng's ethereal flying sword. Now, simply negating the entry of the ethereal sword intent into their body consumes a considerable amount of magical power. 。Under this rise and fall, even without using the art of talisman formations, Xiang Qingcheng was confident she could deal with Zhao Shisan in front of her. 。But over there, the fight was fierce. Seven Zhao family cultivators took turns attacking Lu Xiaoteng. Being so far away, Xiang Qingcheng didn't think she could hold them back. 。Worried about Lu Xiaitian's safety, Xiang Qingcheng made no attempt to hold back. 。With a flick of both arms, several jade talismans appeared in the air, their light converging into a dazzling spectacle. 。Patches of jade light transformed into a gigantic talisman that descended from the sky, enveloping Zhao Shi San. He struggled frantically to break free. 。Just then, a surging torrent of swords, unleashed from the jade-colored gate, had arrived with a thunderous roar. 。Zhao Shi was startled and hurriedly tried to deal with the countless fine flying swords. 。

Ding ding ding........ A series of impact sounds rang out incessantly.

After about an incense stick's time, Zhao Shi-san was trapped by the power of the talisman array. A flying sword swept across his neck, instantly causing his large and excellent head to fly off. 。At this time, Xiang Cheng's forehead was also covered in fine beads of sweat. 。This was the first time she had slain a cultivator who had truly grasped the Dao. 。Zhao Shi's severed head still bore a look of unwillingness. Under normal circumstances, his strength was almost equal to Xiang Qingcheng's. Even if the latter used formation runes, her advantage wouldn't be significant. 。The station master had no way to kill him. 。

Not only that, but Xiang Qingcheng had also been injured by Lu Xiaotien previously,

Over the years, she had cultivated the Ten Turns Fusion Yuan Gong to a considerable degree and had condensed her fourth Fusion Yuan Blood Bead.

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