"The people from the Xingyun Immortal Sect actually dared to set up such a formation to wait for us! Good! Very good!" One of them said sinisterly, staring at the people in front with bloodthirsty eyes.
Feng Jiu, who was standing behind them, noticed that except for the middle-aged man at the Feixian level who was relatively calm and composed, the bodies of the two disciples next to them were tense due to nervousness. Their hands holding the swords loosened and clenched several times, and they pursed their lips from time to time. The robes on their backs were also wet with sweat from nervousness.
She smiled slightly, took back the gun she had cast on them, and turned to look at the demon cultivators coming in front. In addition to the demon cultivators in front, there were seven or eight more demon cultivators with injuries coming out from behind them. Obviously, they were injured in the formation.
Except for the seven or eight injured demon cultivators at the back, the strength of the people in the front were all at the middle and peak level of Flying Immortal. This huge difference in strength made the three people from the Nebula Immortal Sect look solemn.
"Uncle Master, I'm afraid that even if we send out a distress signal, the disciples around here will find it difficult to resist these evil cultivators."
Although the two male disciples looked solemn, they still saw the situation clearly. They knew that even if they asked for help from the patrolling teams, their coming would only increase the number of deaths.
"Let's fight! We must fight even if it means death! There's no need to send a signal. The people in front are all at the Feixian level, some are even at the peak level, and the ones behind are at the Yuanying level. Unless the peak master or elders in the sect come, ordinary disciples will just die in vain."
Feng Jiu, who was behind them, raised her eyebrows and smiled. The people from the Xingyun Immortal Sect are quite good!
She stood there without moving, just watching the several demon cultivators above the Flying Immortal level who suddenly attacked. The four demon cultivators who rushed forward had no weapons in their hands, but just came forward with claws.
Perhaps, for them, these people are not worthy of them using weapons to kill them! Yes, if it is really just the three people in front of her, then with the strength of these demon cultivators, it would be easy to kill them. Moreover, once the strong pressure comes out, they have no chance even if they want to fight.
But, isn't it possible that things would be different if she were here
A smile quietly bloomed at the corners of her lips, and a faint light flashed across her clear eyes. When she saw that the four demon cultivators released a powerful pressure that enveloped them and tried to strangle their necks with their bare hands, she pinched her body lightly with one hand, and the air in the air condensed between her five fingers. As those people approached, she turned her hand lightly, and the air between her fingers instantly split into four sharp auras, which attacked the four demon cultivators at lightning speed.
The middle-aged man and the two disciples of the sect turned pale at this moment. At this moment, they realized that fighting to the death was wishful thinking! The opponent's strength was far superior to theirs. Once the powerful pressure came down, it was like a mountain pressing down on their heads, making them unable to move. How could they fight to the death with them
Seeing the four men approaching like ghosts, with their clawed fingers pointing at their necks and their faces, the aura of death enveloped them in an instant, making them feel an unprecedented despair. At that moment, they heard several sharp streams of air passing by their ears with a whoosh...