"Looking for me? Here?"
When the voice reached their ears, three of the four people turned around quickly, but when they saw that Feng Jiu was actually standing behind them, with her hand on the throat of one of the Feixian strongmen, when she saw them turn around, the hand that was holding the Feixian strongman's throat turned.
“Crack!”
With a snapping sound, the powerful Feixian warrior, whose throat was grasped and unable to make a sound, opened his eyes wide in fear and fell straight down. In his dantian, a sharp dagger pierced from behind and killed his last chance of survival.
Until his death, the powerful Flying Immortal did not make a sound, and he did not even have the chance to resist.
The three people who saw this scene were horrified, and there were waves of shock in their hearts, just like a thunderclap that suddenly rose from the ground, which made them shocked. However, before they could come to their senses, they only felt the murderous aura coming towards them, and the icy and piercing breath of death enveloped them. It was not until the pain spread throughout their bodies that they reacted instinctively.
However, blood was already oozing from their necks. Touching the blood on their necks, the three of them had no doubt that if they had retreated a few minutes later, their throats would have been cut.
"Aren't you looking for me? I'm right here."
Feng Jiu swung the dagger in her hand and stared at them with half-closed eyes: "You'd better escape before I kill you. Otherwise, if you fall into my hands, I have plenty of ways to make you live a life worse than death!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she took advantage of their distraction and the red figure leaned forward again and rushed towards them. At this moment, the three people who had recovered from their shock gritted their teeth and shouted sternly: "Kill her!"
The pressure from the powerful immortals spread out instantly, and the airflow released from the three people formed a vortex that surrounded Fengjiu. The airflow swept up the sand and stones on the ground and separated her from the others.
Three powerful flying immortals entered the vortex together to kill Feng Jiu. The overwhelming murderous aura spread from the vortex. People outside could not see what was going on inside the vortex. They could only hear the clanging sound of swords colliding from the airflow from time to time.
After several screams, two Flying Immortal warriors were ejected from the vortex and fell heavily to the ground. At this time, the airflow of the vortex also dissipated. The last Flying Immortal warrior fell from the air while covering his wound and retreated.
Fengjiu also had several cuts on her body, but the blood stained her red clothes, so nothing could be seen.
At this time, Guan Xilin, who had dealt with most of the Nascent Soul cultivators, strode to Feng Jiu's side. Seeing that she had suffered several injuries, his eyes turned cold, and with murderous aura bursting out of his body, he swung his sword and chopped at the two Flying Immortal warriors who had fallen to the ground and had not yet stood up.
The big knife, filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, was swung down, and with one fierce blow, the two men were cut in half. Two sharp screams rang out with unwillingness, and the sound of the people around them gasping spread in the air.
The ground was stained red with blood. The bloodthirsty killing made everyone tremble with fear. They took a few steps back and dared not move forward.
Looking at this scene, the only surviving Feixian strongman gritted his teeth and shouted: "Go!" Even if he was unwilling, he could not stay at this time, otherwise, the whole army would be wiped out!