Chapter 346: Sweeping the Cavalry >

no one would get outOnce the news spread about them stealing so many Jindan pills, even if they were within Xuan Ye City and there were still some disciples of Lingxiao Palace, who could guarantee the..."Arrogant!"

Not only were there young men in fine clothes with curved swords, burly men with axes, female cultivators in pink, but also warriors from the flying cavalry tribes. Which one would be a mediocrity Even a medium-sized immortal sect might not be able to assemble several such foundation-building teams. The silver-haired youth before them actually looked down upon them so easily. Everyone was instantly enraged. They wouldn't fight to kill the golden core female cultivator, even if it was to wash away the shame the silver-haired youth had brought them, they would have to fight hard. Otherwise, what face would they have to stand on in the future

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"Shatterblade, Serpent Woman, unleash whatever abilities you have. Let this silver-haired youth know the price of arrogance! Kill!" The young man in fine robes with a curved blade roared. His magnificent curved sword was raised again, flames surging on its surface, his aura rising steadily.

Lu Xia Tian smiled faintly, his blade unbroken, he turned in mid-air and simultaneously retreated with Dongfang Yi.

“Kill!” The burly old man’s face was grim, his voice booming with anger. Had the Flying Horse tribe ever been treated with such contempt by their enemies

The burly old man shoved a pill into his mouth, circulated the remaining mana in his body, picked up the recalled Dan Yuan Fire Thunder heavy arrow, placed it on the bowstring, and faced such a terrifying enemy, only the strongest attack could work. Ordinary attacks were useless.

"Uncle, be careful!" A young acolyte among the mounted warriors suddenly saw a gray-white orb flying towards the stout elder's griffin mount. It was incredibly fast and came from behind. By the time they realized it, it was already quite close.

The burly old man was startled and turned his head. He had obviously seen what had just happened. The burly old man let out a cold snort. To deal with such an attack, he didn't even need to use his Dan Yuan Fire Thunder Arrow. With a wave of his hand, three tiny black short arrows shot out from his sleeve.

The three short arrows merely passed through the gray-white light ball, causing it little damage. The burly old man was startled. He immediately urged his spirit eagle to fly away and dodge, but what reassured him slightly was that the spirit eagle beneath him was also a sixth-rank spirit bird, not much weaker than him in terms of strength. Ordinary attacks were still unable to harm it. A flying cavalry warrior's combat power wasn't entirely dependent on these cultivators.

Beneath him, the spirit eagle let out a furious cry, its wings spread wide, its claws reaching towards the gray-white light sphere. A solid claw shadow, grasped upon the gray-white light sphere.

“Not good!” The burly old man saw that although the gray-white light ball had been broken open by a small opening, it still hit the seated spirit eagle. At this time, the spirit eagle, which was usually in tune with his mind, suddenly stiffened. The burly old man couldn't even feel the spirit eagle's divine consciousness fluctuations. The spirit eagle's huge body seemed to lose its support and fell to the ground.

“A glimpse!” The burly elder roared in grief. This spirit eagle had existed since his birth, accompanying him until now. To flying cavalry warriors, a riding beast was not only their battle companion but also their family; their bond ran incredibly deep. While ordinary cultivators might see it as merely a spirit pet, the relationship between cultivators and their mounts in the Flying Cavalry tribe was exceptionally profound.

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The stout elder’s grief surprised everyone. This flying cavalry warrior's burning emotions, but Lu Xiaottian's eyes remained cold and unwavering. As humans are not plants and trees, who can be devoid of emotion But the two sides were different camps, each person had something worth fighting for, something to protect. They could only blame their being enemies. For what they guarded, Lu Xiaottian was equally willing to fight. On the battlefield, there was no pity, no compassion, only life and death!

With this realization, Lu Xiaotian suddenly felt his divine consciousness more active and powerful than before. Although his magical power hadn't increased, his use of it became more agile. This was just a feeling in his heart, profound and mysterious, but he knew that his strength had improved again. This time the cultivation made him feel somewhat strange. In the past, he had only increased his strength through hard cultivation and pills, but this time it seemed to be a kind of comprehension, more of an improvement in his state of mind.

Perhaps cultivation isn't just about taking pills to increase one's magical power, but also a kind of understanding that comes from life, from battle, and from the little things in everyday life.

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"Ice Soul Profound Sound!" "Earth-Splitting Blade!"

A few mounted warriors from the Flying Tribe, faced with the Ice Soul Profound Sound, were momentarily stunned.

"Ulian, be careful!"

The burly old man and the other foundation-building late stage flying cavalry warrior roared, but even though this kind of divine sense attack like Bing Po Xuan Yin was far less influential than the gray-white light ball emitted by Emperor Kun of Fei Tian Yin Shi, it wasn't something that could wake people up just by shouting. The gap in realms made these few people pay attention to losing their minds for several breaths, while for Lu Xiaoteng, it would take only one breath to kill them.

Even among the flying cavalry tribe, not everyone could be a cultivator at the late stage of foundation building. Of these twenty-odd people, besides the burly old man, another late-stage cultivator had been seriously injured by Dongfang Yi before, and one had been killed. Only the burly old man still had relatively strong combat power. But at this time, the burly old man didn't need to worry about it anymore.

A silvery-gray figure flashed across the sky. A Feitian Yinshi Emperor Kun, with a tiger's head, a leopard's body, a tuft of seven-colored feathers on its forehead, and three tails, came flapping in, its crimson eyes fixed on the burly old man without a hint of emotion. The silvery-gray figure and crimson eyes undoubtedly conveyed an aura of arrogance and defiance. As if it appeared, it became the king of this domain.

“Roar!” The silver corpse flew directly towards the burly old man.

The burly old man had lost his seat-bound Spirit Eagle at this time. In terms of speed, he was undoubtedly several levels slower than Di Kun. Even Lu Xia Tian, relying on the Qingfeng Sail, was a line slower than the unburdened Flying Silver Corpse. If the battle with the Flying Silver Corpse hadn't taken place in the relatively confined space of a tomb, with the Flying Silver Corpse's speed, it's unlikely that Lu Xia Tian would have been able to severely wound and subdue it.

The burly elder, seeing Di Kun's lightning-fast charge, was taken aback. He gripped the Dan Yuan Fire Thunder Arrow in his hand and pointed it at Di Kun. He had faith in his arrows; even if the opponent was fast, they couldn't outrun his arrow leaving the string.

The fire thunder bolt shot through the air, carrying with it the sound of fire and thunder.

Di Kun, being a member of the Fei Tian Yin Shi clan, was slightly more vulnerable to lightning-based weapons. Seeing this imposing arrow, Di Kun roared in anger and spat out several green-blue fireballs that struck the Dan Yuan Huo Lei heavy arrow. These were corpse fires crafted by Di Kun using extra Yin Sha Fire Essence given to him by Lu Xia Tian for healing purposes during his recovery. Though far weaker than the ice blue flames and unable to withstand the Dan Yuan Huo Lei heavy arrow, they could nonetheless diminish its formidable power.

Facing the weakening power of the Tan Yuan Fire Thunder Bolt, Di Kun recklessly rammed his head straight through it.

“What” The burly old man was so shocked to see Di Kun directly deflect his heavy arrow with his head that all the color drained from his face.

>ake of this friend of mine, I have no problem staying in the Black Prison for a while, but it’s impossible for me to stay there forever. Brother Xiang, you might as well set a time limit.” Lu Xiaoteng...