As soon as the thought came to their mind, they wanted to escape without even thinking about it.
The situation is hopeless, if we don't escape now, when will we escape
Feng Jiu, who was standing halfway up the mountain, saw the two men fleeing in two directions. Her eyes turned cold, and she flew up while untying the Hun Tian Ling from her waist with one hand and attacked one of the Nascent Soul cultivators.
"bundle!"
With a clear shout, the seven-foot-long Hun Tian Ling flew out as if it had a spirit, and flew out from the middle of the mountain and went straight towards the Nascent Soul evil cultivator. In just a few breaths, it was behind the Nascent Soul evil cultivator. The Hun Tian Ling sprang up and wrapped around the opponent's body at lightning speed, binding her up tightly.
"ah!"
The evil Nascent Soul cultivator had not expected that she would be tied up with a red silk when she was in a panic and tried to escape. She struggled to break the silk, but the more she struggled, the tighter the red silk became.
The red silk was wrapped tightly around her body like a giant snake, making it impossible for her to breathe. Moreover, the red silk was still tightening, so she couldn't even use any strength, let alone struggle to break the red silk.
At this moment, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out with a whoosh, piercing through the air. There was a sharp aura at the tip of the arrow, and it shot into the center of the eyebrows of the Nascent Soul female cultivator with a whoosh.
As blood splattered, the body fell down, but a blood-colored Yuanying jumped out of her body, trying to escape in panic. Then, the second sharp arrow was shot out again, piercing through the body of the blood-colored Yuanying. The sharp arrow flew through with a whoosh, and the Yuanying fell, and was swallowed by Tunyun who pounced forward.
Duan Ye and Ning Lang were stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction of the arrow shooting and saw Song Ming standing on a hill not far away with a bow and arrow in his hand.
"Damn! What kind of treasure is that? It doesn't look like an ordinary bow and arrow."
Ning Lang said curiously, staring at the bow and arrow in Song Ming's hand, and found that the arrow shot out actually flew back to his hand automatically as if it had a spirit, which made him even more certain that it was definitely a magic weapon-level treasure.
"Bang! Whoosh! Bang!"
The sound of fighting over there drew the attention of several people. They only saw Feng Jiu fighting with the remaining Nascent Soul female cultivator. The Nascent Soul evil cultivator knew that he was doomed, so he wanted to fight to the death without reservation.
At this moment, she no longer expected to kill the other party. She just thought that it would be great if she could save her own life. However, the more she fought, the more she felt that the other party was the type who became braver as the battle went on. It could be said that this young man in red named Fengjiu was born to be a fighter.
He was extremely fast, and his moves were tricky and fierce. He didn't look like a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core at all. Instead, he looked like an old monster in the peak stage of the Nascent Soul, which was extremely frightening.
The fight between the two men affected the surrounding ground. The surge of air currents and the collision of sword energy created deep pits on the ground. Dust and smoke were flying, and the strong air currents formed air pressure that spread out.
"It's time to end it."
Fengjiu's voice was cold and murderous. The Nascent Soul evil cultivator was still thinking about how to escape when she saw the man in red rushing over and appearing in front of her in an instant. The green sword with a green glow and a breath of death chopped down at her.