1836 Chapter 1836 The Fatal Blow

The breath of death enveloped him in an instant, and the coercion of the Nascent Soul cultivator was so frightening that it made him break out in cold sweat, and he desperately told himself to avoid it, but his whole body froze like that, as if he had been in a thousand years. In the cold ice, he was stiff, staring straight at the sharp sword stabbing towards his brow. Eight??One?Chinese w?w?w?． ?8?11z?w8．1c1o1m

"Xue San!"

Lei Xiao saw that scene, but there was still a distance to go forward. Just when he thought that Xue San would be killed, he heard Xue San grunt at this moment, and his body, which was standing upright and stiff, suddenly collapsed. He bent down like that, and fell to the ground.

"Um!"

Xue San let out a muffled snort, and fell to the ground. Before he could recover, he was rushed forward by Lei Xiao who was behind and dragged him to the other side. They didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly gathered together Withstood the coercion of Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, this Nascent Soul cultivator did not know why he made up his mind to kill them, and the coercion he unleashed was extremely powerful. Even if they wanted to resist, it would be difficult to sustain under that coercion.

"puff!"

A trace of blood spurted out from the mouths of several people, and they could only feel the blood in their bodies rushing wildly, and they all fell to the ground under the pressure, unable to stand up.

In front of the Nascent Soul cultivators who were one level higher than them, once the coercion was released, it was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and it was difficult to breathe. Those Nascent Soul cultivators who fought against them before were not so powerful even if they released coercion. This one just let them know that he wanted them all to die!

"A mere Golden Core cultivator also wants to live from me? Hundreds of people, the same is true for you if you die too much, die!" The indifferent and ruthless voice of the Nascent Soul cultivator came out, and the sharp sword contained sword energy. Xiang Xue and three others.

Just when the few people were ready to die, they suddenly saw a figure flashing out instantly, like a ghostly figure so fast that they couldn't see clearly, they only knew that in the mist, that figure flew out at lightning speed Captured the Nascent Soul cultivator who was attacking them.

"who!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator's gloomy voice came out, 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 is it? Who saved them? With that kind of skill and that kind of speed, they are definitely stronger than Feixian. If there are really strong people mixed in, will they be saved?

"Why are you all sitting on the ground?" Feng Jiu came out from the mist, and looked at the few people who fell on the ground in a daze with surprise. She looked around and asked, "Why are there only a few of you? Did you get separated too?"

It took a long time for the few people to recover, stood up and looked around. No more, the dangerous aura is gone, it seems that the Nascent Soul cultivator should have been killed, but, who would be the one 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 who had built a foundation and cultivated himself be able to do such a thing? They didn't even suspect that it was him, so they ruled him out.

"We're here to find you, are you okay?"

Xue San asked, and after calming down, he couldn't help but look down at his feet. At the previous moment, when death came, someone bounced something on his feet, making his legs go limp and sitting down, avoiding the fatal blow.