1111 Chapter 1111 Not a Single One Can Escape

Just when they were startled, the red-clothed boy surrounded by the middle moved his hand, a red sash flew out from his waist and wrapped around his hand, and the other end came towards them in front of them, so that he could not keep his ears. The first blow hit one of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the neck. ?Eight??One? Chinese website w=w=w=. =8≤1=z≤w≈. ≥c≤o≥m

"call out!"

No screams, no exclamations, I saw that the red scorpion, which was injected with spiritual energy and instantly became a murderous weapon, slashed across the neck of the foundation-building cultivator. The other person, the base-building cultivator whose throat was cut, just lost his vitality and fell from the air.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the people next to them finally recovered from their horror and avoided them quickly. However, the people who avoided it slowly saw the red silk passing by in front of them. A powerful coercion attacked from Hong Ling and enveloped them in it. The terrifying and powerful coercion shocked them, making them unable to avoid them, and they could only watch the murderous intent coming.

"what!"

An exclamation came from the mouth of a foundation-building cultivator behind, seeing the people who died under the red silk one after another, the foundation-building cultivator behind turned around in horror and wanted to escape.

While the red-clothed boy was dealing with the people in front of him, he was the first to turn around and run away.

"return!"

The three Jindan cultivators recovered from their shock, and when they saw that someone was trying to escape, they shouted in anger, but as soon as their angry shouts fell, they saw Hong Ling attacked and entangled the The feet of the escaped base-building cultivator dragged him back alive.

"No, no! Let me go! I don't want to die yet!"

The voice of panic came out with a begging for mercy, and the foot that was entangled by the red ling seemed to him as if it was grabbed by the god of death and dragged to hell. Go, I want to cut off that red silk.

Who knows, when his sword slashed at the red silk, he was blocked by a breath of spiritual power. When he saw this scene, how could he not know that the red silk was a good magic weapon?

"Kill him! Either he is dead, or we are dead!"

The three Jindan cultivators shouted fiercely, and if they couldn't retreat, they could only do their best to kill the red-clothed boy! Otherwise, none of them would survive.

Originally, there was still fear in their hearts, and the foundation-building cultivators who wanted to escape, after hearing the words of the three Jindan cultivators, saw that they could not escape at all, and understood that there was only one battle, so they gritted their teeth and held their swords to meet them. .

Since they couldn't escape, they fought hard to survive!

When the fighting spirit began, the murderous intention was revealed, and the remaining ten people besieged up, intending to kill Feng Jiu. Of course, Feng Jiu doesn't need to do anything, it doesn't matter if she doesn't want to kill, but with this move, how could these people be her opponents?

I saw that in the mid-air, the fierce murderous intent roared along with the airflow, a red figure stood on the colorful glazed feathers to meet the few scattered cultivators, and the spiritual power fluctuations in the air were like the surging of fighting intent and murderous intent. Waving like a pattern.

The air flow was slightly solidified, and the Jindan cultivator fought with all his strength, making those foundation-building cultivators unable to withstand the shock of the coercion, and their faces turned pale, and their bodies were chaotic.

"puff!"

A foundation-building cultivator could not hold back a mouthful of blood, and the whole person staggered on the flying sword and fell down.

One after another, several other base-building cultivators did the same. They were either killed or were hit and fell to the ground woods...