The one-eyed burly man and the three men close behind him assumed a life-or-death stance. Their years of hunting had taught them that when facing the fiercest prey, only fiercer hunters could survive. Show the slightest weakness, and the end would only be more miserable.
The Flying Cavalry Tribe's combat experience was incredibly rich. They had almost instantly come up with the best possible strategy. Not one of them retreated, and not one wore the slightest trace of fear. Even Lu Xiaotian found that somewhat unexpected. Four green javelins—two in front and two behind—nearly sealed off every route Lu Xiaotian might use to retreat.
"Senior Brother Lu, be careful!" Su Qing called anxiously from the Green Wind Sail. She knew her stuff and could see how formidable the Flying Cavalry Tribe's people were. She also possessed a magical artifact for escaping, one whose speed was no slower than Lu Xiaotian's Green Wind Sail. However, she was injured now and could not bring out its proper speed. Otherwise, Lu Xiaotian would never have ended up in such a perilous situation. Though only four people from the Flying Cavalry Tribe were surrounding him, the danger was no less than during the earlier struggle for the Condensing Gold Fruit.
These green javelins possessed tremendous impact force. Even if they could not pierce the Fire Flood Dragon Armor's defenses, when thrown by the one-eyed burly man and the others from the backs of white-headed storks, their immense momentum inflicted far greater damage than blades and swords, whose wounds were primarily caused by cutting. What was more, Su Qing knew very well that Lu Xiaotian had already suffered a serious injury while saving her during the earlier melee over the Condensing Gold Fruit.
In the midst of his frantic battle, Luo Qian knocked away the