Chapter 745 Chapter 745 Killing the Nascent Soul
He looked at the dense forest covered by coercion and airflow, and couldn't help but muttered in deep thought: "Feng Jiu, who is it?"
In the depths of the jungle, the more the four Nascent Soul powerhouses fought against Feng Jiu, the more frightened they became! It was different from the more they consumed the more spiritual energy in the battle. She became more and more courageous the more she fought, and her spiritual energy increased rather than weak. It seemed that something was supplying her spiritual energy and profound energy. The faster the speed, the more amazing the combat power. ? Eight? One Chinese w?w?w1. ?8?18z?w?. ?c?o?m
In particular, the ancient coercion released from her body has slowed down their speed, even if they are Nascent Soul powerhouses, they can't help but feel fear in the face of the ancient coercion.
After a battle, they were injured in many places, and the wounds injured by the Qingfeng sword in her hand did not bleed, because the Qingfeng sword was flaming and slashed across their bodies at the same time, before the blood oozes out, it has been swept away. Burned by the flame and the extremely high temperature, there is a slight burnt smell.
The four Nascent Soul powerhouses were wounded all over their bodies and were in a state of disarray. If it wasn't for their own experience, no one would have believed that a small cultivator at the level of a great spiritual master had forced them into such a situation. When they fought, they once again clearly knew the terrifying body of the mysterious spirit. If the four of them were not male, they would definitely take her away and use her body to cultivate.
If the outside world knew that she was actually a mysterious spirit body, the people who took the house would definitely rush forward. Such a body is the existence of a supreme immortal cultivator, a huge and irresistible body. Temptation, pity, pity...
"Boom! Boom!"
The Qingfeng sword slammed through the air, bringing a fierce bloodthirsty murderous intent. When the powerful airflow flew down, it splashed the airflow to both sides, and the air of the sword was carrying the ancient coercion. It fell fiercely and hit one of the Nascent Soul cultivators with a bang.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was horrified. He blocked the sword in his hand and injected the strong spiritual power into his body to block the overwhelming murderous intention. He was pushed back step by step under the pressure of qi and the ancients, and the powerful airflow blowing on his face almost deformed his facial features, as if a sharp blade was scratching his skin, even his eyes could not be opened.
"Qiang! Bang!"
The sharp sword that was standing in front of him was actually broken by the powerful sword gang, and with a clanging sound, a piece of missile was thrown back into the sky and inserted into the ground. A powerful ancient pressure shook him, only to feel that at the moment when he was caught off guard, a loud bang hit him in the chest, knocking him out, and after falling several meters, he failed to stop, but instead fell to the ground. Pull out a long trace.
No one heard that the moment the Nascent Soul cultivator was knocked out by the ancient might and fell to the ground, there was a thud from his body, as if a sharp blade pierced into the body, it was the broken sword half inserted into the ground. , The ground was covered with dust and smoke, and the air was whistling. No one noticed. A little blood seeped out from the long trace pulled out by the Yuan Ying cultivator, and the figure was stiff and did not make a sound, but his eyes were dead. She stared at Feng Jiu in a torn red dress flying in the air, unable to rest her eyes until she died...