Just as they were frightened, the young man in red who was surrounded in the middle moved his hand, and a red silk flew out from his waist and wrapped around his hand, while the other end came towards them in front and hit the neck of one of the foundation-building monks at an incredibly speed.
"call out!"
There was no screaming, no exclamation. The red silk that was infused with spiritual energy and instantly turned into a deadly weapon slashed across the neck of the foundation-building cultivator. Blood splattered. The red silk was retracted and attacked another person again. The foundation-building cultivator whose throat was cut fell from mid-air lifelessly.
"hiss!"
The people nearby saw this scene and finally came to their senses from their shock and quickly dodged. However, those who dodged slowly only saw the red silk passing before their eyes. When they wanted to avoid it, they felt a powerful pressure coming from the red silk, enveloping them. The terrifyingly powerful pressure shocked them, making them unable to avoid it, and they could only watch the murderous intent coming.
"ah!"
A cry of surprise came from the mouth of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the back. Seeing people dying one after another under the red silk, the Foundation Establishment cultivator at the back turned around in horror and wanted to escape.
While the young man in red was dealing with the people in front, he was the first to turn around and escape.
"return!"
The three Jindan cultivators came back to their senses from their shock, and when they saw that someone was trying to escape, they shouted angrily. But just as their shouts fell, a red silk came out and entangled the feet of the escaping foundation-building cultivator, dragging him back.
"No, no! Let me go! I don't want to die yet!"
A panicked voice begging for mercy was heard. To him, the foot entangled by the red silk looked like being grabbed by the hand of the god of death and dragged towards hell. Frightened, he struggled, turned around and swung his sword at the red silk, trying to cut it off.
Who would have thought that when his sword chopped towards the red silk, it was actually blocked by a breath of spiritual power. Seeing this scene, how could he not know that the red silk was an extraordinary magic weapon
"Kill him! Either he dies or we die!"
The three Jindan monks shouted, if they couldn't retreat, they could only do their best to kill the young man in red! Otherwise, none of them would survive.
The Foundation Establishment cultivators, who were originally still afraid and wanted to escape, after hearing the words of the three Jindan cultivators, realized that they had no way to escape and understood that they had no choice but to fight. So, they gritted their teeth and went up to meet the enemy with swords in hand.
Since they couldn't escape, they fought to stay alive!
The desire to fight and murder was aroused, and the remaining less than ten people surrounded and attacked, intending to kill Feng Jiu. Of course, it would be fine if Feng Jiu did not fight, and it would be fine if she did not have the intention to kill, but once she fought and had the murderous intention, how could these people be her opponents
In mid-air, a fierce murderous intent whistled out along with the air flow. A red figure stood on the colorful glazed feather to fight against those wandering cultivators. The spiritual power fluctuations in the air rose and fell like patterns with the surge of fighting spirit and murderous intent.
The airflow solidified slightly, and the Jindan cultivators fought with all their might, causing those foundation-building cultivators to be unable to withstand the shock of the pressure and turn pale, with the qi and blood surging in their bodies.
"puff!"
A foundation-building cultivator couldn't hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood. He staggered on the flying sword and fell down.