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As for the old man Doss, his ten guards, and eight people including the bearded man, they stood in place, a little at a loss.

"Hahaha, those who stand in my way will die."

With a loud roar, Gong Nu slashed into the chest of one of the Yinyue guards, pulled hard, the blade reversed, and stabbed into the stomach of another Yinyue guard.

Now, there is only the last silver moon guard left.

Gong Nu ignored him and strode towards Chen Yu.

"Fire arrows."

The only Yinyue guard standing there let out a roar.

Because if he shoots an arrow, even he will not be immune to the coverage area.

The Qingyun cavalry was taken aback for a moment, and immediately fired a hundred arrows.

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Gong Nu sneered coldly, and continued to move closer to Chen Yu, a protective aura flashed out of his body, protecting him tightly.

However, there was a stream of blood slowly flowing down his waist.

Although he slaughtered nearly twenty Yinyue guards by himself just now, under the dying counterattack of the Yinyue guards, he was accidentally hacked into his aura by one of the Yinyue guards, and there was a three-pointed strip on his waist. A foot-long opening.

If it was normal, he only needed to use his spiritual power to restore the wound to its original state.

But not now, he has just resisted the suction of the alien space, and his spiritual power has been reduced to six out of ten. Just now he fought a battle with the silver moon guards, and now he has less than two layers of spiritual power left.

Generally speaking, only [-]% of the spiritual power is left, which is very dangerous and may be invaded by demons.

The heart demon is something that gradually becomes stronger as the immortal cultivator grows up. As strong as the immortal cultivator is, the inner demon is as powerful.

Therefore, even a sun-returning cultivator like him did not dare to waste too much spiritual power.

Because he still needs to leave at least [-]% of his aura to protect his state of mind.

When the arrow landed on his mask, there was only a puffing sound, but it was quickly bounced off, not even hurting a hair on him.

On the other hand, the Yinyue guard barely avoided two or three arrows before being stuck on the ground by the arrows flying from behind.

"Quick, stop him." Lu Chuxue shouted from behind.

The Qingyun cavalry had seen how powerful the bow slave was just now, and now they had no courage to take the initiative to go there, they could only tremble with the saber in their hands, hesitating whether to run away immediately.

"Don't hurry up, he has no spiritual power. If you go together, you will surely kill him." Lu Chuxue's words had some effect, and a few of the tough Qingyun cavalry heard the words, and immediately acted He raised his saber and rushed towards Gong Nu.

Puff puff……

A few sabers slashed at the aura of Gong Nu's body protection, and they couldn't even break through the armor, let alone kill Gong Nu.

"Don't stop, keep chopping down, his body protection aura will suffer from the attacks of mortal things." Lu Chuxue continued to command from behind.

The difference in strength between him and Gongnu was two full realms, and if he went there, he would die. He might as well keep a useful hiding place and let these Qingyun cavalry entangle Gongnu first, so that he could escape with Chen Yu.

The men on the plateau respected force, and they all took pride in being able to hunt and kill the strong. Although they no longer belonged to the Qingyun tribe, they still had the fighting spirit in their bones.

A few people took the lead, while the others hesitated for a moment, and immediately rushed towards the bow slave brandishing their sabers and howling.

The old man Doss and the bearded man looked at each other, as if they were having a secret communication.

In the end it was old man Doss who spoke first.

"Brother Xiao Heng, look, should we just go back now?" Old Man Doss said.

"In this way, if Mr. Chen and his group win the battle, let's run away halfway, will it?" The bearded man hesitated a little, he dared not offend either side now.

"Then shall we just stand there and die?" Old Doss said.

The hired tribe behind him also said: "That's right, as the saying goes, heroes don't suffer immediate losses. We are no match for their immortal cultivators. Why don't we go home early, and maybe we can catch up with the Water-Splashing Festival in the tribe." The tribe is humane.

The bearded man didn't speak, but looked at his seven clansmen with consulting eyes.

These seven people bowed their heads one after another, unable to be the master.

"I don't think it's better than this. Let's sit here and watch the tiger. We will follow whoever wins. Although the reputation of being double-faced and three-handed is not very good, at least we can save our lives."

Old Man Doss offered a final piece of advice.

"That's fine."

The bearded man also agreed.

At this time, the Qingyun cavalry had changed from attacking in twos and threes to hundreds of people attacking together.

The aura of Gongnu's body protection could still remain immortal, but under the impact of so many mortal things, it also began to shake.

In principle, the body-protecting aura of an immortal cultivator would usually not be depleted if there was no attack from spiritual weapons or other strange treasures.

Chapter 1739 A Contest of Willpower

But now Gong Nu's spiritual power is running out, and his waist is still bleeding, which makes him unable to keep up with the rhythm both physically and spiritually.

"You bunch of ants, if you don't back away, don't blame me for being rude." Gong Nu said coldly.

His voice came out with spiritual power, and every Qingyun cavalry could hear it clearly.

However, they already knew just now that as long as there are enough mortals, they can still defeat the cultivators. The addiction to beating the cultivators is not over yet, how can they let go.

And they can see that the bow slave is now at the end of his strength, as long as he works hard, he will be able to boast for a lifetime when he returns to the Qingyun Plateau.

"Brothers, the old guy is dying, go for me!"

All of a sudden, more than [-] cavalry began to drive their horses to step on the aura of the bow slave's body protection, and the aura that they stepped on was crumbling.

"You group of ants, it seems that you can't use the magic weapon. You really want to continue to toss like this."

After Gong Nu finished speaking, he didn't care about anything else, suddenly he closed his five fingers together, and then slowly opened them again.

A ball appeared in his palm, and without further ado, he threw the ball outside.

Although the Qingyun cavalry were brave and good at fighting, they were not reckless. They always paid attention to the actions of the bow slaves, and when they saw the bow slaves throwing the ball, they all steered their horses back more than ten meters.

The ball landed on the gravel with a bang.

Crashing, all the cavalry retreated more than ten meters again, staring at the ball in horror.

However, after waiting for a long time, the ball did not move at all, still staying quietly in place.