"Retreat!" A-Mu-Sang could barely protect himself at this point, so how could he spare any thought for those Foundation Establishment juniors?
After shouting, A-Mu-Sang produced a spirit talisman. A layer of green wooden armor appeared out of thin air, and the transparent little swords stabbed at it without pause, yet for the moment, they could not break through its defenses.
"This wooden armor talisman is quite formidable." Lu Xiaotian put away the Fire Flood Dragon Bow and arrows. A-Mu-Sang was the strongest of them all, and ordinary methods would have difficulty dealing with him for the time being. How could Lu Xiaotian possibly let him escape?
There were still three Golden Core cultivators. If he used his flying swords to attack A-Mu-Sang with all his strength, he could do it, but one or two of the others might get away.
Lu Xiaotian slightly furrowed his brows. He put away the Fire Flood Dragon Bow and once again took out the Spirit-Communicating Golden Whip. Aside from this spirit artifact refined through special means, he currently had no other method that would show immediate results. Of course, the Tenth-Tier demon beast spirit essence and the Bat King's Dharma Wings were not included.
The Haoyin Gourd could also do the job, but its range of effect was considerable. With so many Foundation Establishment cultivators from Soaring Heavens Palace present, it would be extremely easy to injure the wrong people. Moreover, the Haoyin Gourd was not his own spirit artifact, and Lu Xiaotian had yet to reach the level where he could control it with such fine precision.
Hiss—Lu Xiaotian lashed out with the whip again and again. Two golden shadows tore through the sky once more, tracing a strange arc through the air as they struck at A-Mu-Sang, who was fleeing the fastest.