Chapter 356: The Toast of the Flying Cavalry

when he saw a den of red-furred weasels. The red-furred weasel was even taller than a human, and its combat strength ranked among the many monster beasts, but it wasn't particularly high. The pair of...But how could Lu Xia Tian allow these mounted warriors to succeed Taking advantage of the speed he had just gained while leaving Emperor Kun, he had approached close enough to the flying cavalry tribe cultivators.

With a flick of his finger, he unleashed the Bing Po Xuan Yin technique, a single move that proved effective against all. For those whose cultivation was clearly one level lower than his, like the fifth-level Ling Ying and the foundation-building mid-stage flying cavalry warriors, Bing Po Xuan Yin was more effective than any other move. Even though Di Kun's grayish-white sphere had greater power, it lacked the invisibility of Bing Po Xuan Yin. Without a divine sense defense artifact, facing this move was almost impossible to overcome. These flying cavalry warriors were intimidated by Di Kun's strength and held him in somewhat inadequate regard. How could Lu Xia Tian miss this opportunity

A sound of water flowing and striking stones echoed through the air. The mid-stage flying cavalry warriors, all riding their fifth-tier Spirit Eagles, were momentarily stunned by this sound wave.

“Damn it!” Upon seeing these elite tribal warriors act like they were possessed, Wu Hong naturally knew they had fallen for the silver-haired youth’s trick. He couldn't figure out what kind of strange technique it was that could render so many cultivators at the middle stage of foundation building powerless. He absolutely couldn't let the other party run rampant. Wu Hong and three other cultivators at the late stage of foundation building successively abandoned their Emperor Kun, recklessly charging towards the silver-haired youth. Regardless of the circumstances, they had to save the children of their tribe first. After all, many of them were their nephews, cousins, and kin.

The fastest reacting, Wu Hong nocked an arrow and shot it towards the silver-haired youth. With his archery skills, he was confident that he could hit his target without even aiming.

It was too late. Lu Xia Tian's face turned cold, and the Cracking Earth Blade shot up into the sky once more. Due to the time crunch, facing four Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivators who were no pushovers, he felt pressured. He wasn't afraid, though. He just wanted these people to hold them off. Once those Foundation Establishment mid-stage flying cavalry warriors and fifth-rank Spirit Eagles regained their senses, they would surely abandon him to focus on attacking Emperor Kun, missing this perfect opportunity.

Two other late-stage cultivators from the Wu clan also charged toward him like desperate fugitives.

Several spirit eagles flapped their wings, a massive amount of eagle feathers mixed with wind blades, like a mountain roaring and tsunami crashing, wanting to engulf Lu XiaTian in the center.

Lu Xia Tian ignored the eagle feathers and wind blades. What truly intimidated him were the fire-thunder heavy arrows shot by the four foundation establishment late-stage flying cavalry warriors.

To make his attack effective, Lu Xia Tian even withdrew control of the Qing Feng Fan from his deputy primordial spirit. With control lost, the Qing Feng Fan's speed abruptly slowed down, only continuing to decelerate and glide forward due to its original inertia. However, at this moment, the attention of these flying cavalry warriors was first captured by Di Kun's ferocity, then further bewildered by Lu Xia Tian's even more bizarre attack. A dozen or so Foundation Establishment mid-stage tribal disciples were temporarily stunned, their lives hanging in the balance. Such a situation couldn't help but shock and anger them, causing them to momentarily overlook the Qing Feng Fan and the Golden Core female cultivator on top of it.

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Furthermore, some Foundation Establishment mid-stage cavalry warriors farther away, seeing this scene, immediately drew their bows and nocked arrows, attempting to kill the silver-haired youth first and rescue their fellow tribe member who had been attacked.

“It’s Lu Shixiong, it’s really Lu Shixiong! I saw his golden saber!” At that moment, Leng QiaoYu in the fissure suddenly tightened her grip on Zhu Ling’s hand when she saw the appearance of the Earth Splitting Saber. However, she found that Zhu Ling was also biting her lip tightly at this time.

“Could it really be Lu Senior Brother from our Lingxiao Palace” another young, thin-faced cultivator beside him asked with concern. Perhaps they wouldn’t have felt anything special if they encountered each other in the Lingxiao Palace on a normal day, but now that they were in the warzone amidst battles with cultivators from other realms, encountering a fellow disciple without any prior grievances still brought a sense of camaraderie.

“It can’t be wrong, we are all too familiar with the aura of Senior Brother Lu’s golden core.” Zhu Ling nodded. Seeing Lu Xiaoteng's perilous situation at this time, so many spirit eagles, including four cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, attacked Lu Xiaoteng simultaneously. The violent fluctuations of mana in the air would tear an ordinary foundation-building cultivator to shreds if they were caught in it.

"It's a pity, really. Even if Lu Xia Tian is incredibly skilled, he can't escape this calamity now." Although Meng Yu pretended to be concealing his emotions, there was still a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

Zhu Ling, Leng Qiao Yu and others glared angrily at Meng Yu. Seeing the other party's fearless look, although they were furious, there was nothing they could do. Moreover, everyone's attention was still on Lu Xia Tian at this time, and they didn't have time to deal with Meng Yu for the moment.

Only seeing the sky above, a large number of eagle feathers, and the fierce claw strength used by the spirit eagles to attack Lu Xia Tian, like a storm, with no dead angles, almost enveloping Lu Xia Tian's surroundings. In addition, there are the fire thunder heavy arrows shot by the flying cavalry warriors, especially the attacks of the four foundation building late stage cultivators, which are even more terrifying.

Originally, everyone thought Lu XiaTian was doomed. Even Wu Hong and his late-stage flying cavalry warriors believed that under such harsh conditions, the silver-haired youth couldn't possibly survive. Yet, a hint of annoyance flickered in Wu Hong's eyes. The silver-haired youth before him remained unfazed, wielding his sword with reckless abandon, its blade dancing and whistling through the air. Even if they managed to kill him, their own ranks would likely suffer heavy casualties.

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The crisscrossing blade energy had already scattered under the onslaught of several late-stage flying cavalry warriors.

Several mid-level flying cavalry warriors, along with their spirit eagles, were affected. They either died or were severely injured. Some were even directly split in half by the sharp blade energy of the fissure sword. Large amounts of scarlet blood rained down from the sky.

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“Die!” Witnessing the scene before them, several late-stage cultivators from Wu Hong's group had their eyes blazing with fury. They stared intently at Lu Xia Tian as if they wanted to devour him. After firing an arrow, they swiftly reached for the quiver on their back. However, the scene unfolding in front of them caused their hand to pause involuntarily. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at what was happening before them.

"This, this is impossible" The crowd watching from the crack in the earth gasped at the shocking scene above them. Even the highest-cultivation white-browed elder was stunned, his mouth agape and eyes blinking rapidly as if trying to confirm what he saw with his own eyes.

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Only to see Lu Xia Tian, who should have been slaughtered by countless eagle feathers and dozens of sharp air currents from the spirit eagle's claws, was now expressionless, like an invincible war god, breaking through those countless eagle feathers and violent air currents.

The sharp eagle feather struck Lu Xia Tian's body, tearing through his outer garment, but revealing a crimson, glittering Jiaolong scale armor underneath. The sharp eagle feather struck the fire Jiaolong scale armor, not even leaving a shallow white mark.

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At this point, most people would assume Lu Xiaoteng relied on the incredible defense of this entire set of fire dragon scale armor. But what was even more shocking was that those sharp eagle feathers slashed across Lu Xiaoteng's face, yet not a single scratch was left behind.

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