Chapter 343: Continuous Assault
as furious. He wasn’t known for his speed to begin with, and now that Lu Xiaotian had used the Bat King’s Wings and he himself had already expended a considerable amount of magical power, there was no...Even though a tiger has fallen to the plains, the might of a Jindan cultivator is still enough to intimidate a Qi-refining cultivator.
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“No, this Jindan cultivator is now just a spent force, merely clinging on.” The young man in the five-colored robes and curved blade had sharp eyes. He saw that Dongfang Yi’s Liuhuo Bingdun shield, after blocking twenty or so heavy arrows, showed a barely perceptible pause. Although it was very brief, ordinary cultivators couldn't notice it at all. However, those who dared to pursue Jindan cultivators were not ordinary people. Their vision was extremely sharp. Even in an instant, everyone present noticed it.
"Revenge for the fallen warriors of our tribe! Kill!" The burly old man's face was devoid of fear once more, his eyes were filled with killing intent again. The young man with the curved blade reminded him, and he also realized it - by killing a Golden Core cultivator, their tribe would gain immeasurable benefits. Moreover, the other party had killed their tribe members, so they were now enemies to the death!
The Black Hawks and the Azure Eagles, two flying cavalry units, once again clashed in the air. Arrows rained down like a storm.
“Irritable!” Dongfang Yi’s face finally bore a trace of anger. He again extended his finger and shot out several sword qi, but the moment the sword qi left his body, his already not-so-good complexion paled further. Several flying cavalry warriors died instantly in mid-air, their Lingying corpses spinning before falling to the ground.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh, a barrage of arrows attacked from the front, striking the Flowing Fire Ice Shield repeatedly.
With the joint assault of the Feiqi Tribe, even the fiery ice shield couldn't withstand the relentless barrage of fire thunder arrows. After blocking countless arrows, a heavy arrow finally pierced through the shield.
In a flash of white, a hand reached out and caught the arrow. But the powerful force of the shot still tore into flesh, blood welling up from the wound once more.
Dongfang Yi's icy face showed no pain as he directly flung the arrow in his hand toward the burly leader of the Qingying. This arrow was even faster than when it came.
No Foundation Establishment cultivator could withstand the fury of a Golden Core cultivator's strike. Screams erupted as arrows pierced through the sixth-rank spirit eagle and the stout man riding on its back.
One person, one eagle, equivalent to two late Foundation Establishment cultivators. At this time, they died again on the spot. The power of the Golden Core was so terrifying!
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"Tao'er!" The burly old man, seeing the strongman killed by his own arrow, roared in grief and rage, controlling the hawk under him like a frenzied tiger, charging at Dongfang Yi with all its might.
Other mounted warriors were also acting crazy. Although they had inflicted some wounds on the Jindan female cultivator, several of them had fallen in battle.
“What a woman, what a Golden Core cultivator! To be attacked by three Golden Core cultivators and still manage to kill one, seriously injure two others, and escape to this place. I never expected that the world of cultivation under the Moonlit Sky would have such a person. If we hadn't happened to pass through here, and she escaped back, once she recovered, she would be a major threat to our alliance!” The young man in the curved sword and fine clothes saw Dongfang Yi's stunning beauty, and even as an enemy, he couldn't help but admire her.
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“However, now that the flying cavalry tribe is joining forces to deal with this person, I'm afraid we won't be able to interfere.” A middle-aged man with a long knife strapped to his back felt a sense of unwillingness. The long knife on his back was particularly intimidating, and it seemed to have countless cracks, but these cracks didn't make the knife feel like it was about to break. Instead, they gave off an even stronger sense of threat.”
Another beautiful woman in pink with a slender waist, light and agile, held a green rope in her hand. Her aura was not inferior to the burning sword of fire.
"Though the Feiqibing tribe members aren't individually powerful, their battle tactics are truly extraordinary. Even with the three of us joining forces, we'd suffer heavy losses under their siege. However, this Jindan female cultivator, despite being at her end, is not someone to be underestimated. The Feiqibing tribe overestimated their own capabilities, thinking they could easily take down this fat piece of meat. They bit down with all their might, and even the Feiqibing tribe would have to grit their teeth in pain. We still have a chance."
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The young man with the curved blade smirked, crossed his arms, and seemed unconcerned about the battle unfolding before him. He didn't appear to worry at all about the enemy cavalry tribe stealing the credit for their victory.
“Then let’s just wait and see. Oh no, the old man from the Flying Cavalry Tribe is going all out!” The pink-clad female cultivator’s expression changed slightly.
Only dozens of birds of prey flapped their wings chaotically. A massive amount of feathers shot towards the east like a curtain of wind and rain that was impenetrable. The burly old man even took out a thicker fire-thunder arrow from his storage bag. The firelight and lightning intertwined on it, faintly reaching the terrifying aura of a Dan Yuan magic arrow.
"Die!" A thick, heavy arrow carrying the boundless rage of a wizened old man tore through the air among over ten other arrows, aimed directly at Dongfang Yi. Even the eagle feathers closest to this fire thunder arrow were incinerated into ash.
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This was equivalent to dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators attacking at the same time. For Eastern Yi, who was usually accustomed to such scenes, it posed little threat. However, after being repeatedly injured, her strength had significantly declined. Faced with this furious onslaught, Eastern Yi realized that she might not be able to hold on this time. But she raised her brows, a golden core cultivator's dignity could not be violated. Even though she was at her weakest, she would never passively wait for death! Eastern Yi let out a shrill cry, extending her crimson lotus tongue and unleashing an ice fan. The ice fan expanded in the air, growing several feet long, and swept across the surroundings with each swing. A biting cold wind surged up, even swirling the nearby wisps of cloud. The hawk feathers that shot like blades were like fallen leaves in autumn wind, losing their direction as they swayed in the ice fan's movement. Some even rolled back upon themselves. Two flying cavalry warriors who were closer to Eastern Yi were greatly affected, even being wounded by the returning hawk feathers.
And even those dozen or so heavy arrows were greatly affected. If he continued to fan them a few more times, even these arrows would inevitably lose their offensive power. Just as the blood at Dongfang Yi's corner of his mouth welled up again, and the movements of the ice fan froze, those dozen heavy arrows once again regained their ferocious fangs.
"Strike! This Jindan female cultivator can't hold on any longer." The young man in a curved blade and ornate clothing roared, They had followed them here, naturally not to watch the Flying Cavalry tribe kill this hostile Jindan female cultivator. Regardless of who it was, once a hostile Jindan cultivator was killed, the benefits gained were immeasurable.
“Flying Serpent Sash!” The female cultivator in pink shouted, and the blue sash she wielded buzzed with a sound. At one end of the sash, a rotating flying disk appeared, covered with countless sharp teeth. Anything caught by these teeth would be pulverized, whether it be metal or stone, let alone flesh and blood.
“Thousand Feather Blade!” The man with the sword on his back didn’t yield, drawing his long sword and with a flick of his wrist, it shot through the air like lightning, straight towards Dongfang Yi.
The young man with the curved blade saw this astonishing attack and his eyes flashed. He did not rush to attack, but instead darted into the storm of attacks, charging madly and showing no fear of being torn apart by the violent onslaught. directly. This finger shadow landed on that gigantic blood drop-shaped barrier, and instantly, this bloody barrier began to tremble without reason, twisting visibly with every tremor. Afterward, crac...