Just when they were frightened, the young man in red surrounded by moved his hand, a red silk flew out from his waist and wrapped his hand, while the other end came towards them in front of him to cover his ears. One of the foundation-building cultivators' neck was hit with a single blow at the speed of.

"call out!"

No screams, no exclaims, I saw that the red silk, which was injected with spiritual energy and instantly became a murderous weapon, passed through the neck of the foundation building monk. At the same time, blood splashed out, and the red silk moved back and struck again. The other person, and the foundation-building monk whose throat had been cut, just lost his vitality and fell into the air.

"hiss!"

After seeing this scene, the people next to him finally recovered from their horror, and quickly avoided. However, those who avoided only saw Hong Ling passing by. When they wanted to avoid, they felt something. The powerful coercion struck from the red silk and enveloped them in it. The terrifying powerful coercion shocked them, making them unavoidable, but they could only watch the murderous opportunity come.

"what!"

An exclamation came from a foundation building monk behind, and seeing the one after another who had died under the red silk, the foundation building monk behind turned around in horror and wanted to escape.

While the young man in red was dealing with the people in front of him, he was the first to turn around and flee.

"come back!"

The three golden core monks recovered from their shock. When they saw someone trying to escape, they shouted with anger, but as soon as their angry shouts fell, they saw Hong Ling attacking and entangled that Ming ran away from the feet of the monk Zhuji and dragged him back.

"No, no! Let go of me! I don't want to die yet!"

The panicked voice came out begging for mercy. The feet entangled by the red silk seemed to him as if he had been grabbed by the god of death and dragged to hell, shocked that he was struggling, turned and swung his sword towards the red silk. Go, want to cut off that red silk.

Who knows, when his sword slashed at the red silk, he was actually blocked by a breath of spiritual power. After seeing this scene, how could he know that the red silk was a good magic weapon?

"Kill him! Either he died or we died!"

The three Golden Core cultivators snorted sharply. If they can't retreat, they can only do their best to kill the red boy!Otherwise, none of them can live.

Originally there was fear in their hearts, and the foundation-building cultivators who wanted to escape, after hearing the words of the three golden core cultivators, they could not escape at all. They understood that there was only one battle, so they gritted their teeth and greeted them with their swords. .

Since they couldn't escape, they fought to survive!

The intent to fight started, and the murderous intent appeared, and the remaining ten people besieged and attacked, intending to kill Feng Jiu.Of course, Feng Jiu didn't do anything, and it didn't matter if he couldn't kill intent, but with this action and killing intent, how could these people be her opponents?

In the mid-air, fierce murderous intent drove away with the whistling air currents, a red figure stood on the colorful glazed feathers against the few casual practitioners, the spiritual power fluctuations in the air followed the surging of fighting intent and murder Was undulating.

The airflow was slightly solidified, and the Golden Core cultivators tried their best to fight, making the foundation-building cultivators unable to withstand the shock of the coercion, their faces pale, and the blood in their bodies surged.

"puff!"

A foundation-building cultivator couldn't hold on and spouted a mouthful of blood, and the whole person staggered on the flying sword and fell down.

Successively, the other foundation-building cultivators did the same. They were either killed or hit and thrown into the woods on the ground...