Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 1831: The fatal blow

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In an instant the breath of death enveloped him, the coercion of the Brother Yuan Ying was so terrifying, making him cold sweat, and desperately told himself to avoid it, but the whole body was frozen like that. It was like being in a thousand-year-old ice, stiff, looking straight at the sharp sword that pierced his brow.

"Xiao San!"

Lei Shaw saw that scene, but there was still a distance to go forward. Just when he thought that Yuzo would be killed, he heard Yuzo snorted at this moment, standing stiff and stiff. Suddenly his body bends down like that and fell to the ground.

"Hmm!"

Xie San let out a muffled snort, and the whole person fell to the ground. Before he recovered, he was dragged to the other side by Lei Shaw behind. The few people did not dare to hesitate, and quickly surrounded him. Leaning together to resist the coercion of the Yuan Ying monk.

Of course, this cultivator Yuan Ying made the determination to kill them for some reason, and the pressure he released was extremely powerful. Even if they had the intention to resist, it would be difficult to support under that pressure.

"Puff!"

A trace of blood spewed out of several people, only feeling the blood rushing in their bodies, and they all fell to the ground under the pressure, unable to stand up.

In front of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was one rank higher than them, once the coercion was released, it was like the top of Mount Tai, and it was difficult to breathe. The Nascent Soul monks who had fought with them before were not so powerful even if they released the pressure. This one just let them know that he wanted them to die!

"The mere golden core monk wants to live out of my hands? Hundreds of people, too many of you are the same, die!" The indifferent and cruel voice of the Yuan Ying monk came out, and the sharp sword contained the sword. Angrily attacked several people.

Just when a few people were ready to die, they suddenly saw a figure flicking out, like a ghostly figure so fast that they could not see it, only knowing that in the mist, when the figure flew out with lightning At such a speed, the cultivator Nascent Soul who was attacking them was taken away.

"Who!"

The monk Yuan Ying's gloomy voice came out, but he asked just 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? That kind of skill, that kind of speed, is definitely a strong person above the flying immortal. If there is a strong person coming in, are they saved?

"Why are you all sitting on the ground?" Feng Jiu walked out of the fog, looking at the few people who had fallen on the ground in a daze. She looked around and asked, "Why are there only you? Are you separated?"

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

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

Xie San asked, and after calming down, he couldn't help but looked down at his foot. At the previous moment, when death came, someone bounced on his feet, causing him to sit down with a soft leg, avoiding the fatal blow.