For Lu Xiaotian, there are rare times when this psychic golden whip can be used. After all, this thing is useless to Yuanying monks. And ordinary golden elixir monks can rarely threaten his existence. But at this time, alone
Fighting against six golden elixir monks, despite his powerful magic power, he might not be able to capture them all in a hurry, and the scorpion arrow formation composed of hundreds of foundation-building monks is also quite skillful, and it actually brought him a faint
There is a sense of threat. Ordinary alchemy weapons may not be able to break this arrow formation with a full blow.
Lu Xiaotian was reluctant to have his alchemy weapon damaged, so he only had this psychic golden whip.
Using the rain of swords to suppress the remaining five golden elixir monks in Amusanna, Lu Xiaotian held a golden whip in his hand and struck them with the whip in the air.
Chi la, the golden shadow flashed, as if the void was about to be cracked by this whip. The golden shadow hit the huge arrow, and the huge arrow trembled. After all, it was far from the opponent of the psychic golden whip. The huge arrow was huge.
The arrows shattered inch by inch in the air, turning into countless tiny arrows that crookedly fell from the air. The golden shadow's remaining power continued to hit the hundreds of foundation-building monks.
"Scorpion Formation, Royal!" When the leader of the Foundation Establishment monks saw this scene, his face turned livid with horror. He shouted and raised the scorpion bow in his hand. The other Foundation Establishment monks raised their bows one after another, and black lights gathered together to form a
A flying scorpion opened its teeth and claws, and swung its huge pincers to catch the falling golden shadow, and the two sides struggled for a while.
However, these foundation-building monks saw that the golden shadow was blocked, and before they could be happy, another whip shadow struck down from the air.
Lu Xiaotian raised his hand and drew out a few whips. Even though this psychic magical weapon could only display a very small part of its power, it still had the power to split mountains and cut off water, not to mention facing these hundreds of foundation-building monks.
Although the arrow array composed of hundreds of Changji monks is impressive, its ability is limited after all. When they tried their best to block the second golden whip, everyone's face was like charcoal, green and black, and they had reached the limit.
Three golden whips have already penetrated into the arrow array and wreaked havoc like plowing a hole in a courtyard.
The screams echoed loudly.
Lu Xiaotian flipped his wrist, and the golden whip was put away. The more times it is used, the psychic golden whip that has been refined with the Tianshuixi Xuan Gong sacrifice will gradually decrease in power, until it becomes a mortal thing later.
The breath in the psychic golden whip is not his own after all. When using it, it will always make Lu Xiaotian feel a little uncomfortable. If possible, it is better not to use it as much as possible.
The golden whip smashed into the arrow array, and in an instant, dozens of people were directly whipped by the golden whip to death.
The arrow array was instantly destroyed, and before these people could recover, the sky-wide rain of swords had already enveloped them.
Piercing screams rang out one after another, and the rain of swords came so fast that the remaining foundation-building monks were unable to form formations to resist again, and the small transparent swords were already coming one after another.
The small transparent sword, like rain, was dense and flowing in the air. Sometimes it was still dozens of feet away, but in the blink of an eye, it was suddenly close at hand.
Perhaps facing other Jindan monks, with the resistance of people like Amusang, even if the formation is broken, these foundation-building monks will have enough time to form the formation again. But for Lu Xiaotian who is using the Phantom Rain Falling Sword Style at this time,
The rain of swords fell like a waterfall. With Lu Xiaotian's grasp of the fighter planes, how could a group of foundation-building monks get a second chance under Lu Xiaotian's nose?
Without the protection of the formation, these foundation-building monks were as fragile as newborn babies in the rain of swords. The screams came one after another. At this time, these people were all enveloped, and they did not even have the ability to escape.
"Asshole!" Amusang yelled, but he took out a mace and swung it left and right. Seeing the hundreds of foundation-building juniors he brought over being slaughtered, he did not have the slightest power to counterattack.
The screams made him panic.
Previously, the strong man in black who was in the middle stage of the golden elixir saw people dying violently one after another. At this time, he finally lost his mind. So many people were suppressed and beaten by the terrifying silver-haired monk.
Moreover, one of the six golden elixir monks had already been killed before, and the arrow formation was almost broken, not to mention that the silver-haired monk also had a frightening and almost irresistible golden whip in his hand. When the situation was facing a one-sided situation,
The strong man in black suddenly thought of giving up. He had just entered the middle stage of the golden elixir and still had a lot of longevity. It would be a pity if he died here. Moreover, the situation in front of him was not that he would not fight. Even the strongest
The tyrannical Amusang, who usually only looks up to the sky, has not been beaten into a dog now.
Dear fellow Taoist, don’t be a poor Taoist. When did such a terrifying Jindan monk appear in this damn Lingxiao Palace! The eyes of the strong man in black were wandering, and his body flew back several feet. He tried his best to resist the rain of swords.
, they want to escape from the battle circle. But they don’t know that now that the five golden elixir monks are gathered together, they can still survive Lu Xiaotian’s sword rain. Once someone retreats, the defensive circle will be broken immediately. Maybe the strong man in black knows
This principle, however, does not want to be wasted here.
If he hadn't rushed back in time, I'm afraid that the mountain gate of Lingxiao Palace would have been swept away this time. How could Lu Xiaotian allow the man in front of him to retreat in his rage? But after all, he was only a golden elixir monk. Although the Phantom Rain Falling Sword Style was powerful
, but if it is spread among so many people at the same time, the attack power will be greatly reduced. However, he uses mana to drive the Rainfall Sword Style, but it does not affect his use of other means.
Just like using the psychic golden whip before.
Lu Xiaotian spread his palms, and a fire dragon bow and arrow flashed out. An arrow shot through the air. It came straight from behind the strong man in black, as fast as a meteor. The strong man in black did not expect that the faster he escaped, the easier the opponent's attack would be.
It came faster and faster. In shock, he quickly turned around and struck out with a hammer, but when the giant hammer touched the arrow, it was blown away by the irresistible force. Lu Xiaotian's casual attack now was already in the late Jindan stage.
The strength, not to mention the power doubled after taking the ninth level monster essence, how could a strong man in black in the middle stage of the golden elixir be able to stop it.
An arrow pierced his chest, and the strong man in black screamed and fell from the air. The spiritual fire that emerged from the arrow burned the escaping soul clean.
"This idiot!" Amusang and others yelled. It doesn't matter if the man in black is dead, but the silver-haired monk in front of him is too terrifying. It is not something that one or two people can stop. Just now, five people joined forces and could barely
Blocking the terrifying rain of swords, a gap was now exposed, and the flowing sword energy swarmed in, and the defensive circle just now no longer existed.
But when he saw that the silver-haired monk was using his sword rain, he still had enough energy to use the fire dragon bow and arrow. The attack was so powerful that it made people's scalp numb. The strong man in black was shot to death without even being able to block a single blow.