Chapter 1109

Just as they were frightened, the young man in red who was surrounded in the middle moved his hand. A red silk came out of his waist and wrapped it around his hand. The other end came to the front of them and hit one of the building foundation friars in the neck with a speed that could not cover their ears.

"Whew!"

There was no scream or exclamation. The red silk, which was infused with spiritual power and became a killing weapon in an instant, crossed the neck of the monk. At the same time, fresh blood splashed out. The red Ling went back and attacked another person again. The monk whose throat was cut lost his vitality and fell from the air.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the people nearby finally recovered from their fright and quickly avoided it. However, those who were slow to avoid saw the red Ling passing by. When they wanted to avoid it, they felt a strong pressure coming from Hongling and enveloping them. The terrible powerful pressure shocked them and made them unable to avoid it. They could only watch the killing opportunity come.

"Ah

A cry of surprise came from the mouth of a Zhuji friar in the back. He saw the one after another who died under the red silk. The latter turned around and wanted to escape.

While the young man in red was dealing with several people in front of him, he was the first to turn around and escape.

"Come back!"

The three Jindan friars came to their senses from the shock. When they saw that someone wanted to escape, they cried out in anger. However, as soon as their anger fell down, they saw that Hongling attacked and entangled the foot of the escaped Zhuji monk and dragged him back.

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

The panic voice came out with a plea for mercy. The foot that was entangled by the red silk seemed to him as if he had been grabbed by death and dragged to hell. He was so frightened that he struggled, turned and waved his sword and chopped at the red Ling, trying to cut off the red silk.

Who knows, when his sword was slashed at the red silk, it was blocked by a spirit breath. Seeing this scene, how could he not know that the red silk was an excellent magic weapon?

"Kill him! Either he dies or we die! "

The three golden friars drank hard and could not retreat, so they could only try their best to kill the young man in red! Otherwise, none of them will survive.

Originally, there was still fear in their hearts. After hearing the words of the three golden elixirs, they could not escape at all. They understood that there was only one war. So they gritted their teeth and met them with swords.

Since they can't escape, in order to survive, they fight!

With the intention of fighting and the opportunity of killing, less than ten people left besieged and attacked, intending to kill Feng Jiu. However, Fengjiu doesn't do it, and even if she doesn't want to kill, how can these people be her opponents?

In the middle of the air, the fierce killing aircraft roared along with the air flow. A red figure stood on the colorful glazed feather to meet the monks. The fluctuation of spiritual power in the air fluctuated like a grain with the surging of fighting intention and killing aircraft.

The air was slightly solidified, and the golden elixir spared no effort in the first battle, making those foundation building monks unable to withstand the shock of the pressure and turned pale, and the Qi and blood in their bodies were in disorder.

"Poof!"

A building foundation friar couldn't hold out a mouthful of blood. The whole man staggered on the flying sword and fell down.

One after another, the other foundation building friars were killed, or they were hit and fell into the forest on the ground

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