Suddenly the breath of death enveloped him, and the coercion of Monk Yuan Ying was so terrifying, making him cold sweat, desperately telling himself to avoid it, but the whole body was frozen like that, like being in a thousand years. In the ice, he was stiff, looking directly at the sharp sword piercing his brow.

"Xiao San!"

Lei Xiao saw that scene, but there was still a distance away from being unable to move forward. Just when he thought that Zuizan would be killed, he heard Zuozan snorting at this moment, and his body that had stood upright and stiff suddenly fell. Bend like that and fell to the ground.

"Ok!"

Yu San let out a muffled snort, and the whole person fell to the ground. Before he could recover, he was rushed to the other side by Lei Shaw behind. The few people did not dare to hesitate and quickly gathered together. Resist the coercion of the Yuan Ying monk.

Of course, this cultivator Nascent Soul made the determination to kill them for some reason, and the pressure he released was extremely strong. Even if they had the intention to resist, it would be difficult to support under that pressure.

"puff!"

A trace of blood spurted from several people, only feeling the blood rushing in their bodies, and they all fell to the ground under the pressure, unable to stand up.

In front of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was one rank higher than them, once the coercion was released, it was as if Mount Tai was pressing the top, and it was difficult to breathe.The Nascent Soul monks who had fought with them before were not so powerful even if they released the pressure. This one just let them know that he wanted them to die!

"The mere golden core monk wants to survive from my hands? Hundreds of people, and many of you are the same, die!" The indifferent and cruel voice of the Yuan Ying monk came out, and the sharp sword contained the attack of sword energy. A few people from Xiangxu.

Just as a few people were preparing to die, they suddenly saw a figure flicking out, like a ghostly figure so fast that they couldn't see it, only knowing that in the mist, the figure flew out at lightning speed. Captured the Yuan Ying monk who had attacked them.

"who!"

The monk Yuan Ying's gloomy voice came out, but he asked just one sentence, and then there was no movement.

Several people sat on the ground in shock, unable to recover for a while.

who is it?Who saved them?That kind of skill, that kind of speed, is definitely a strong person above the flying immortal. If there is a strong person coming in, are they saved?

"Why are you all sitting on the ground?" Feng Jiu walked out of the fog, looking at the few people who had fallen on the ground in a daze.She looked around and asked, "Why are you only a few? Are you separated too?"

It took a long time for a few people to relax before standing up and looking around.No, the dangerous aura is gone. It seems that the Nascent Soul cultivator should have been killed, but who else would be the one who saved them?

At this moment, no one thought about Feng Jiu who appeared in front of them. After all, how could a young man who had built a foundation and cultivated a foundation could do such a thing?They didn't even suspect that it was him, so they ruled him out.

"We are here to find you, are you okay?"

Xie San asked, after calming down, he couldn't help but glanced down at his feet.At the previous moment, when death came, someone bounced on his feet, causing him to sit down with a soft leg, avoiding the fatal blow.