As they retreated, the long sword struck again, and they saw a flash of green light in front of them, and Senhan’s sword aura came straight out. They were hurt by the sword’s aura, and only felt a cold glow penetrated into the bone marrow. Pain all over the body.
"Hi! Damn Feng Jiu!"
Under Feng Jiu’s ancient coercion, the three of them could not even get close to him. After a few moves, they were actually injured by his sword aura. When the three of them were ashamed, they saw all over the mountain. There was fire smoke, and seeing the fire smoke spread, their murderous aura rose up.
"To ruin our efforts! I killed you!"
The cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Ying burst out with all the pressure, showing the strength of the whole body, and a blood-colored long sword also appeared in her hand. The next moment, I saw her flying forward. The long sword in his hand gathered the spiritual power in the air and struck Feng Jiu with a force of destroying the sky and the earth.
The coercive force erupted in the mid-Yuan Ying period, and her strength skyrocketed. An airflow waterfall was formed to compete with the coercive breath of Feng Jiu. The wind, sand, dust and smoke suddenly rolled up from the air on the ground, and the coercive airflow that whizzed away formed a storm. It turned into two scroll dragons colliding in the air.
Feng Jiu, dressed in red, fought from the ground to mid-air with the exposed Nascent Infant Sister. The powerful pressure spread from the air, spreading to a hundred meters away, along with the people fighting under the mountain. Under the coercion, the blood within an individual rolled, and he could no longer fight and quickly retreated.
Under the urge of the battle, the Acacia disciples who inhaled the smoke seemed to lose their strength one by one, and fell to the ground unable to fight.
Seeing this, Duan Ye and Ning Lang worked together to harvest, taking advantage of their medicinal effects to take their lives.
Halfway up the mountain, the two cultivators from the early Yuanying stage saw the scene of the battle in midair, and when they saw the scene below, they couldn't help but gasped, and were shocked.
"Why, how could this be?"
The school they had just established not long ago, and the disciples they had cultivated for many years, were destroyed and destroyed at this moment, and those who were killed were killed...
"You all deserve to die!"
The two Yuan Ying monks roared, fighting in mid-air and they couldn't get in, so they killed the two below first!Killing intent surged to the sky, and with a thought, two figures flew out, rushing towards Duan Ye and Ning Lang below the mountain.
Ning Lang is following Duan Ye to harvest the lives of those evil cultivators. As the next heir to the family, his training and training are different from ordinary people. They are not the first time to do things like killing, especially killing. It's an evil repair, so I won't hesitate to shoot.
However, at this moment, they suddenly felt a chill behind their backs, and their survival instincts could make them feel the crisis of death. They quickly looked back. At this sight, Ning Lang screamed out of shock.
"Ah! It's not good! Duan Ye, run, the two old witches are here!"
Ignoring the life of Xie Xiu on the ground, Ning Lang pulled up Duan Ye in a panic and ran away.Together, the two of them can't beat a Yuan Ying old witch, and if they don't run, they will only be killed.
Duan Ye turned his head and saw the two Yuanying old witches rushing from the middle of the mountain with cold eyes and murderous aura. Before he could react, the whole person was dragged by Ning Lang and ran away. The extremely fast escape speed was almost impossible. Let him fall to the ground blindly.
"You can't escape! Destroy my mountain tops and kill my disciples. I will definitely break your corpses into pieces!"