"The people of Xianyun Xianzong dare to set up such a formation to wait for us! Good! Very good!" One of them said vaguely, and his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on the few people in front.

Standing behind them, Feng Jiu noticed that, except for the middle-aged man at the Fei Xian level who was calm and calm, the bodies of the two disciples next to him were tightened due to tension, and the hands holding the sword were also loosened several times. He squeezed his lips tightly again, and the robes behind him were also wet with nervous sweat.

She smiled slightly, took back what fell on them, and turned to look at the magic repair who was walking in front.In addition to the first few demon cultivators, behind those few demon cultivators, seven or eight demon cultivators with wounds on their bodies came out one after another. Obviously, they were injured in that formation.

Except for the seven or eight injured demons behind, the strength of the few people in front are all at the level of Fei Xian's mid-level and pinnacle level. This disparity in strength makes the three people of Xingyun Xianzong more solemn.

"Uncle Master, I'm afraid that even if we send out the distress signal, the disciples around here will have difficulty resisting these demonic cultivation."

Although the two male disciples looked solemn, they still saw the situation clearly, knowing that even if they were asking for help from the patrolling team, they were afraid that they would only increase the number of dead.

"Fight! Even if you die, you must fight! There is no need to send a signal. The first few people are at the Fei Xian level, even the peak level, and the back is the strength of Yuan Ying, unless it is the peak in the sect. The Lord or someone above the elder will come, otherwise, the ordinary disciple will only be in vain."

Behind them, Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his lips.The people of Xianyun Xianzong are pretty good!

She stood still, just watching the few demonic cultivators above the flying immortal level suddenly attacked. The four demonic cultivators who swept forward did not have weapons in their hands, but came forward with claw-shaped buckles.

Perhaps for them, these people are not worthy of them using weapons to kill!Also, if it was really just the three people in front of her, then with the strength of these demons, it would be easy to kill them, and once the power was overwhelmed, they would have no chance even if they wanted to fight.

But isn't she here?Things may be different.

The smile of the corners of the lips quietly bloomed, and a glimmer of light flashed across the eyes. After seeing the four magic cultivators release a powerful coercion to envelop them, they wanted to break their necks with bare hands. She gently pinched one hand on her body, and the air flow condensed between her five fingers. As the people approached, she turned one hand, and the air flow between her fingers instantly divided into four sharp breaths, flashing like lightning. The speed hit the four magic repairs.

The middle-aged man of the sect and the two disciples turned pale at this time, and it was only at this moment that they realized that the fight to the death was their wishful thinking!The opponent's strength is far above them. Once the powerful pressure is shrouded, it is like a big mountain pressing the top, making them immobile. Where else can they fight to the death?

Seeing the four people rushing forward like ghosts, some of the five fingers pinched into claws came towards their necks and some towards their heads. The breath of death covered them at that moment, making them feel At a time of unprecedented despair, they heard several sharp air currents passing through their ears...