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But now Gongnu had little spiritual power left, and his waist was still bleeding, which made him unable to keep up with the rhythm in terms of physical strength and spiritual strength.

"You group of ants, don't retreat, don't blame me for being polite." Gong Nuyin said coldly.

His voice came out with spiritual power, and every Qingyun cavalry heard clearly.

However, they already knew that as long as there are enough mortals, they can still defeat the cultivator. The addiction of the cultivator is not over yet, how can they let it go.

And they can see that the bow slave is now at the end of the crossbow, as long as you return to the Qingyun Plateau, this awesomeness can last a lifetime.

"Brothers, the old guy is dying, charge me!"

For a time, more than two hundred cavalry began to steer their horses on the aura of the bow slave guard, and the aura that they stepped on was faltering.

"You group of ants don't seem to be using magical treasures. You really want to continue tossing like this."

After Gong Nu finished speaking, he no longer looked at others, suddenly his five fingers closed together, and then slowly opened.

A ball appeared in the palm of his hand, and then he threw the ball outside without saying a word.

Although the Qingyun cavalry were brave and good at fighting, they were not rash people to die. They were always paying attention to the actions of the bow slave. After seeing him throw the ball, they drove the horse back more than ten meters.

The ball fell on the gravel with a sound.

Wow, all the cavalry backed more than ten meters again, staring at the ball in horror.

However, after waiting for a long time, the orb did not move at all, still waiting quietly on the spot.

After about half a minute, a bold Qingyun cavalry drove the horse to the ball, and pulled the ball with a saber.

"Hahaha, brothers, this old guy is already out of wits, and he wants to scare us with a bad thing and kill him for me."

At this moment, Lu Chuxue suddenly roared.

"Get away."

As soon as the voice fell, the ball suddenly split a hole, and black flying insects came out of the ball, and instantly rushed towards the cavalry.

Puff puff puff...

The speed of these flying insects was not much faster than that of bullets, and the whole body was as hard as iron, and instantly beat the Qingyun cavalry into a sieve.

Not only that, after the sieve was beaten, the body of this Qingyun cavalry ignited spontaneously for no reason, and the heavy rain could not extinguish it.

At this moment, the Qingyun cavalry who was about to rush over all strangled their horses.

But the black flying insects refused to give up and continued to chase them.

These Qingyun cavalry were all covered with leather armor, and they couldn't withstand the power of the black bug.

"Ah!"

"Oh oh oh oh..."

The screams sounded endlessly. Some people originally wanted to jump into the gravel to protect themselves, but the black flying insects seemed to sense their presence, and went straight into the sand to set them on fire.

The sky was muffled and thunderous, and under the pouring rain, strange scenes appeared.

Under the heavy rain, there were even fire men and fire horses running around.

"Quickly, two hundred meters away from Gongnu, his spiritual power is now unable to control flying insects two hundred meters away." Lu Chuxue finished speaking, first holding Chen Yu, and stepped back more than 100 meters.

The remaining cavalry reacted and hurriedly drove their horses and fled 200 meters away.

In the process of escaping, another part of Qingyun cavalry was pounced by flying insects and fell into the fire.

Finally, only twenty Qingyun cavalry escaped from the heavens, even so, they now have two battles, and they have no more power to fight.

When Gong Nu saw that the flying insects could not attack these people, the tactics he was pinching suddenly stopped. The whole person seemed to be dozens of years old, from a young man to a gray-haired old man, just like The body also rickets.

He didn't even have the energy to take back his ball.

Lu Chuxue's spiritual knowledge was limited, and he couldn't check the spiritual power state in Gong Slave from 200 meters away, and she didn't know if Gong Slave was pretending to be dead.

Therefore, he decided to send ten more people to try it out.

"This brother, you, you, you, you guys went over and killed that old guy. If I'm not mistaken, he has run out of oil and lights." Gong Slave ordered ten Qingyun cavalrymen out.

But all the Qingyun cavalry were unruly. They had died of nearly 90% of their brothers just now. Now who would dare to try again.

For a time, the ten people who were named rode on the horse without moving.

They are no better than Yinyue guards, and their loyalty is only a half.

"Hey! Go over! If you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill them in the future." Lu Chuxue roared.

"I go."

At this moment, a voice came from behind the cavalry.

Lu Chuxue turned his head and looked at Tuba who had been following Chen Yu from the Jinshui River.

"You, let's forget it, you are the only kind of fire for the Manhe Clan." Lu Chuxue said.

"No need, who said I'm going there in person, have you forgotten my identity?"

After Lu Chuxue finished speaking, he straightened his bow and set an arrow, pulling a huge bow into a full moon.

Then, he calculated the direction of the wind, then led the bow to the sky, loosening his right hand.

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The arrow flew into the air at a fast speed, and Tuba's name of the marksman really deserved its reputation. Even in the storm, the arrow still shot accurately in the direction of the bow slave.

puff……

The arrow directly broke through the aura of the bow slave's body guard, and inserted into his arm.

The bow slave who was shot by the arrow was still sitting quietly on the spot, like a corpse.

When the ten Qingyun cavalry saw this, their expressions moved, and they looked at each other.

"Well, let's go to meet this high-level immortal cultivator for a while today."

After speaking, ten people drove their horses and ran towards the bow slaves.

They have already seen that the bow slave should be dead. It is the honor of every Qingyun cavalry to kill the strong. Even if they think that there is a certain risk, it is completely worth the risk.

The ten men were riding their war horses, rounding their sabers in the violent storm, and there was a groaning noise in their mouths.

The closer to Gong Nu's body, Lu Chuxue felt more upset, always feeling that something was going to happen to these ten people.

Sure enough, after the ten people rushed into the range of Gong Nu's body, Gong Nu suddenly stood up from where he was, and saw that he was holding a magic talisman in his hand and sticking it to his ground.

boom……

It can be seen to the naked eye that with the bow slave as the center, the surrounding heavy rain suddenly stopped, as if time was paused.

Similarly, the ten cavalrymen were not spared, they were fixed in place, unable to move at all.

After Gong Slave used the last trace of spiritual power, he could no longer hold this static talisman and fell directly to the ground.