When those people's faces changed drastically and they retreated quickly, several of the Flying Immortal monks shouted at Gui Lao Li: "What are you doing!" However, as soon as the voice came out, the oncoming attack also came. The fierce moves were murderous and ruthless, which made them terrified.
Logically speaking, they had four Flying Immortal cultivators and two Nascent Soul Demon cultivators, so they should not be afraid of the five people. However, they were frightened as soon as they made a move. Especially among the five people, the young man in black actually dared to attack one of their Flying Immortal cultivators. This courage shocked them even more.
Aren't they afraid of death? Oh, yes, they were trained as death warriors, and they all took the Heart-Erosion Pill, so how could they be afraid of death? These people all obeyed the orders of the Ghost Master. Now that he ordered these people to kill them, they were afraid that they would not stop unless they were killed...
"call out!"
The palm wind attacked, making a sharp sound of air blades. The old ghost standing by stood with his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes, his sight fell on the black-clothed boy number nine. The boy was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, while his opponent was in the initial stage of the Flying Immortal. The two of them were one stage apart in strength, but they were able to rely on their extremely fast speed and unpredictable body movements to force the Flying Immortal monk to retreat step by step, in a very embarrassed state.
"Um!"
He was unable to dodge and his sleeve was torn by the black-clothed youth number nine. The other party's fingers scratched his arm, and several blood marks oozed out.
He groaned, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his half-closed eyes. The next moment, he moved his hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm with a whoosh. Spiritual energy was injected into his palm, and a sharp airflow passed through the blade. With a whoosh, a sword energy burst out and attacked the black-clothed young man in front of him.
Feng Jiu had a cold face with no expression on her face. Seeing the sword energy bursting out, she dodged to the side, but did not completely avoid it. Instead, she seemed to be unable to dodge in time and her arm was scratched by the sword energy, oozing out blood. At the same time, when she pounced forward, a dagger from her sleeve fell into her palm. At the moment when the flying fairy monk turned around, the dagger in her palm fiercely scratched his throat.
"call out!"
"Um!"
His movements were smooth and flowing, his attacks were clean and neat, so fast that one couldn't help but secretly praise: Good skills!
Seeing this scene, the old ghost narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly, a little surprised, but also very satisfied. I didn't expect that this kid could actually kill people above his level, he really has unlimited potential.
Unlike Gui Lao, although the people standing behind him watched with blank expressions, they were still a little worried when they saw their captain was injured. Fortunately, they saw the man was killed the next moment.
If you think about it, it is true. If the captain killed the immortal cultivator with his Nascent Soul strength but was not even injured, wouldn't it be strange? He avoided the attack just now very well, which would not hurt the vital parts and would not arouse suspicion. At least, the ghost old man would never think that it was their captain who did it on purpose.
The same goes for the others, they attack ruthlessly and hit the enemy's vital points. This is the result of their recent training. When they attack, they will specifically target the enemy's vital points. If they don't attack, it's fine. But once they attack, they will take the person's life!
"Ghost Old Man! What good will it do you if you let them kill them? Aren't you afraid of being blamed by their superiors? Tell them to stop!" A Flying Immortal cultivator shouted angrily, glaring at the Ghost Old Man who stood by and watched.