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Of the remaining two, Di Kun had already gone after the tall, thin man who had panicked earlier. A lone man could no longer stop Lu Xiaotian from attacking these Foundation Establishment Middle Stage flying cavalry warriors; he could not even delay him.
Lu Xiaotian casually flung out the Earthsplitter Saber. Clumps of bloody mist burst one after another in the sky as the saber continuously sliced apart the bodies of the flying cavalry warriors and spirit eagles.
Along the trajectory cut by the Earthsplitter Saber, the sky was steeped in blood.
The tall, thin Foundation Establishment Late Stage man was also caught by Di Kun and killed once more.
Of the thirty-odd cavalrymen who had come, including the seven flying cavalry warriors led by Wu Hong, only an elderly, thick-browed man and eleven terrified middle-stage tribesmen remained.
"Go!" the thick-browed old man let out a mournful roar, his cry laden with endless desolation.
The remaining middle-stage flying cavalry warriors looked at the silver-haired youth with eyes full of terror. Involuntarily, they gathered around the thick-browed old man and fled in disarray toward the direction they had come from.
Di Kun, flushed with the thrill of slaughter, still wanted to give chase. With its speed, it could certainly catch some of them.
Lu Xiaotian let out a breath and summoned Di Kun back. The fierce battle just now had not lasted long, but the process had been fraught with