The aura of death enveloped him in an instant. The pressure from the Nascent Soul cultivator was so terrifying that he broke out in a cold sweat. He tried desperately to tell himself to get out of the way quickly, but his whole body was frozen, as if he was trapped in a thousand-year-old ice. He stared stiffly at the sword that was stabbing at his forehead.
"Xie San!"
Lei Xiao saw that scene, but was still some distance away and couldn't move forward. Just when he thought Xie San would be killed, he heard Xie San groan, and his body, which had been standing straight and stiff, suddenly bent down and fell to the ground.
"Um!"
Xie San groaned and fell to the ground. Before he could come to his senses, Lei Xiao rushed forward and dragged him to the other side. The few of them did not dare to hesitate for a moment and quickly gathered together to resist the pressure from the Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, for some unknown reason, this Nascent Soul cultivator was determined to kill them, and the pressure he released was extremely powerful. Even if they wanted to resist, they could not hold on under that pressure.
"puff!"
A trace of blood spurted out of the mouths of several people, and they felt the blood and energy in their bodies rushing wildly. Under the pressure, they fell to the ground and were unable to stand up.
In front of a Nascent Soul cultivator who was one level higher than them, once the pressure was released, it was like a mountain pressing down on their heads, and they found it difficult to breathe. The pressure released by the Nascent Soul cultivators who had fought with them before was not as strong as this one. This one's pressure alone made them know that he wanted them all to die!
"A mere Jindan cultivator wants to survive from my hands? There are hundreds of people, and it will be the same even if a few of you die. Prepare to die!" The cold and cruel voice of the Yuanying cultivator came out, and the sharp sword containing sword energy attacked Xi San and his companions.
Just when several people were ready to die, they suddenly saw a figure flash out, like a ghost, so fast that they could not see clearly. They only knew that in the fog, the figure flashed out and grabbed the Nascent Soul cultivator who was attacking them with lightning speed.
"Who is it?"
The gloomy voice of the Nascent Soul cultivator was heard, but he only asked this one sentence, and then there was no movement.
Several people sat on the ground in shock, unable to recover for a while.
Who was it? Who saved them? With that kind of skill and speed, he must be a strong man above the flying fairy. If there really was a strong man sneaking in, then could they be saved
"Why are you all sitting on the ground?" Fengjiu came out of the mist and looked at the people sitting on the ground in a daze with a look of surprise. She looked around and asked, "Why are there only a few of you? Did you get separated too?"
It took them a long time to come to their senses. After they stood up, they looked around. No, the dangerous aura was gone. It seemed that the Nascent Soul cultivator must have been killed. But who was the person 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 with foundation building cultivation do such a thing? They didn't even suspect that it was him, and ruled him out.
"We're here to look for you. Are you okay?"
Xi San asked, and after calming down, he couldn't help but look down at his feet. At that moment before, when death was approaching, someone used something to bounce on his feet, causing his legs to go limp and fall down, avoiding the fatal blow.