"Your speed is too slow." It wasn't that Lu Xiaotian looked down on Zhu Yan, Xiao Yu, and the others. Rather, although there were only four True Immortal-level wolfmen opposite them, the wolfman leading them was astonishingly powerful—considerably stronger even than Zhen Shuo, whom Lu Xiaotian had fought before. In terms of their comprehension of artistic conception, there might not be much difference, and Zhen Shuo's combat awareness might not necessarily be inferior to that of the True Immortal-level wolfman before him. However, the demonic essence within this leading True Immortal-level wolfman was clearly purer and more profound.
The enemy still had sixty or seventy Immortal-level wolf riders surrounding them from behind. If they failed to take them down by surprise, once the enemy came to its senses and gathered several hundred wolf riders, even Lu Xiaotian would find it difficult to shake their wolf-rider formation.
While they were fleeing, once they were completely blocked by the wolf riders, the wolf riders in every direction would see that something was wrong here and rush over to kill them. Lu Xiaotian and the others would likely have no chance of breaking through again.
At this critical moment, extraordinary means were required.
Mo Du, the leading True Immortal-level wolfman whose aura was clearly the most formidable, watched Lu Xiaotian and the Lotus Avatar charging straight toward him with a cold gaze. A trace of mockery flashed through his eyes.
Whoosh! Several bolts of lightning rose through the void, and streak after streak of Five-Thunder Arrows shot toward Mo Du first.
Mo Du's expression immediately changed. Among the True Immortal-level wolf riders who had entered the Illusory Mist Swamp this time, his strength was among the very best. If not for the strict orders from above that, barring special circumstances, they should try