The joy from moments ago was instantly swept away by the cruel reality. Shao Zixia's face suddenly turned ashen again. She knew the strength of these monsters all too well. Lu Xiaotian's strength had indeed exceeded her expectations, but even the fiercest tiger could not withstand a pack of wolves. With these dozen-odd monsters joining forces, they were already beyond what one or two ordinary Golden Core cultivators could contend with. Besides, no one knew how many more of these monsters were lurking nearby.
Lu Xiaotian's heart sank as well. Just as Shao Zixia had thought, although his strength was formidable, these monsters were skilled in fighting as a group. If they kept their distance and hurled spears or shot arrows, even he would be plagued by endless trouble. Sooner or later, they would wear him down to the last drop of strength. Under their encirclement, he might not even have a chance to flee on a flying weapon.
His only option now was to seize one or two of them as hostages. Lu Xiaotian's expression hardened. As he dragged Tuoba Hai down and knocked back two of his clansmen, he stamped his right foot and floated several zhang forward. At the same time, he relaxed his grip on the spear and slid his hand directly from the spearhead down along the shaft.
Tuoba Hai was greatly alarmed. Having witnessed Lu Xiaotian's strength, fear seized his heart and extinguished his courage. He did not dare entangle himself with Lu Xiaotian at close range for long. His clansmen were arriving one after another, and there was no need to fight Lu Xiaotian to the death. Losing some face and retreating was still better than losing his life.
Tuoba Hai channeled strength through both feet, and his body shot backward. However, Lu