Chapter 340

After waiting for several days, when the Dai brothers were impatient, they rested in a hillside forest more than ten miles away from the mine. Suddenly, a fierce fight came from the direction of the mine.

The Dai brothers suddenly stood up.

"Someone fought with the foreign friars in the mine cave. It seems that there are still a lot of people. What should we do?" a young friar named Yan Feng showed some emotion on his face. "Do you want to help us in the moon watching cultivation world?"

"Younger martial brother Yan, you are warm-hearted, but you are not your family. If we rush out like this, will others appreciate us? They won't regard us as those who want to win meritorious deeds?" Dai Chong said with a cold smile.

"Wait and see if the flying riding tribe that some people say really exists."

"I didn't stop you before." Lu Xiaotian replied directly to Dai Chong's hostility.

Peng Da smiled. He felt that Lu Xiaotian's edge was sharper than before, but he liked it.

Dai Chong snorted.

"Who is good at dealing with birds?" Cao Haihua asked in a deep voice.

"There is a kind of black wolf smoke in our brother's hand. It explodes in the air and can stay together for a long time. I think the people of the flying riding tribe will be affected by the attack from the air." Dai Chong's face is a little proud.

"Sirius smoke? It can really work wonders if it is used well. Who else?" Cao Haihua nodded. Although the Dai brothers are a little arrogant, they do have their own proud capital.

"I have a kind of Heavy Crossbow, which can shoot birds at high altitude with arrows. But there is only one heavy crossbow, which may not solve too big a problem." what opened his mouth was Bai Lixing, who had little words all the way.

"Since there is no particularly good way for the time being, let's wait and see the change first." Cao Haihua nodded.

The party carefully advanced to the mine where the conflict broke out.

Yo - a sharp eagle's song, like a heavy drum, hit everyone's hearts.

Looking around, six black eagles of the two teams came from the wind pool in the air. On each black eagle stood a friar in rough gray. Everyone carries a long black wood bow and a pot of heavy arrows thicker than his thumb.

"Feiqi tribe!" except for Feiqi tribe, it is a large number of Xianmen, and there are few spiritual birds of the same kind with more than four levels at one time. Twelve eagles and twelve friars, calculated simply by strength, are twenty-four foundation building friars. What's more, the breath of three spirit birds is particularly strong, and they have reached the level of level 6, which is equivalent to the later stage of foundation construction. If so, the strength of the friars of this wave of flying riding tribe will be even more terrible.

And the other side relies on the spirit birds equivalent to the foundation period to come and go like the wind in the high altitude. Even if they can fly with their swords, I'm afraid they are not their enemy.

Without Cao Haihua's gesture, everyone dared not go out for fear of provoking top-down attacks on their heads. The strength of the other party was absolutely dominant.

"Oh, I've encountered an ambush." ten Puritan monks near Xuanqing City sneaked into the mine. The leader was also a monk in the later stage of foundation construction. But when they sneaked into the mine, two people came out of the Fengling stone mine. They were covered with a layer of white feathers. Although they stayed in the Fengling stone mine, the white feathers were spotless, It seems that the group of Shangqing monks responsible for the attack is also very strong. There are as many as three monks in the later stage of foundation construction. They have advantages in quantity and quality compared with the group of people stationed in the Lingshi ore vein, but these people directly hide in the ore cave. The ore cave is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so the Shangqing monks can't rush in, He tried to fight several times, but he was called back by foreign friars.

"Ha ha, our reinforcements have arrived, you fools, it's time to die!" the friars guarding the Fengling stone mine laughed arrogantly.

The people of the flying riding tribe in the air did not command more. The two teams each drew bows and arrows, and the heavy arrows thicker than their thumbs continued to fall.

Whoosh

The arrow faintly carried the sound of fire thunder. These heavy arrows are made of flint!

The following friars sacrificed their magic weapon blocks one after another. However, driving the magic weapon across the air was controlled by the divine mind, which slightly reduced its power. However, the heavy arrow from the string broke through the air and used fire and thunder stones. Feiqi tribe is famous for air combat. Naturally, it is not a false reputation. Each tribe in Feiqi tribe has its own unique combat methods to make a living. These tactics are accumulated at the cost of blood and life in the long-term hunting of powerful monsters. They are inherited from generation to generation and last for a long time. Moreover, the method of combined warfare is much stronger than those monks who are used to fighting alone.

Swish, swish, heavy arrows come like rain. These friars control their magic tools and force open the heavy arrow. The stronger friars are still OK, but several friars with weaker realm block the Epee at this time, but the magic tools they control are a little floating, which is a kind of performance that they can't do what they want after being hit hard.

However, the flying cavalry soldiers above the sky will not stop at all. As soon as the wings of the black eagle under his seat vibrate, hundreds of thousands of black feathers envelop them like the same rainstorm. In this way, they are equivalent to facing more than twice the attack. The large-scale attack of eagle feather is not terrible, but the victory lies in a large number, and the heavy arrows interspersed among them are even more difficult to prevent.

After several rounds of attacks, several screams sounded. At the beginning of the three foundation building, a monk of the upper Qing Dynasty in the middle of the foundation building was shot to death by a heavy arrow. The uncontrolled magic tools fell to the ground like drunk wine in the air.

Cao Haihua and others took a breath of air-conditioning. Unexpectedly, the friars of Feiqi tribe were much more powerful than what was said. Simple attack method, but the victory is in a fast word. It's so fast that people don't have enough time to respond. It's simple and effective. After several rounds of arrows, the Shangqing monks on the ground were reduced by 60% in an instant. How terrible.

Lu Xiaotian looked up at the sky. The flying cavalry soldiers on the black eagle were weaker. At this time, their breathing seemed to be a little short. It seems that although these rounds of attacks are powerful, their consumption is also large. But relatively speaking, it is much easier than the Shangqing monks who are passively defending on the ground. Even if the monks of the Puritans were killed, they should still have a little spare power.

"Enter the Fengling stone mine!" the mole old man's eyes were red with blood and looked regretful. The scene in front of him was obviously far beyond his expectation. He saw that the friar of Feiqi tribe took a circle from the air again and would come back. The experienced old man quickly responded that he could avoid the disaster only by entering the mine. Although the environment of Fengling stone mine was worse, But it's better than dying outside.