C9 (2/2)

All these years he had lost his talent and sense of nature's vitality, so he was only able to comprehend 60% of this technique.

Now that his cultivation had finally returned to Sixth Stage Martial Disciple, Fang Shaobai planned to pick up the ”Red Lotus Cut” and learn it again.

Under the moonlight, a meter long staff was used as a treasured blade, constantly repeating one monotonous action after another. Strands of red light whizzed out from the tip of the staff, shooting out many enchanting fire lotuses that bloomed in the night sky, as if a huge ball of energy was vibrating, sending a terrifying shockwave in all directions.

Dozens of times, with a ”pa” sound, the long stick suddenly broke, turning into dozens of small pieces of wood splinters, which fell from the sky like a rain of fire.

Fang Shaobai was startled for a moment, and then laughed bitterly. This ”Red Lotus Cut” was originally a blade technique, there was no other suitable blade, not to mention using a wooden stick to replace the domineering aura of a missing blade and the destructive force before it, it was also hard to endure the spirit energy's vibrations that passed through the rod body again and again.

A few soft footsteps came into his ears, if not for Fang Shaobai stopping his cultivation and lowering his head to think, he might not have noticed it at all.

”Someone's coming. It's not a good idea to be so sneaky.” A cold look flashed past Fang Shaobai's eyes, and her gaze swept towards the entrance of the courtyard that had been broken by Du Xingyu.

”Be careful, don't make too much noise” A cold voice came out, and a few figures quickly rushed into Fang Shaobai's courtyard. They looked strong and vigorous, but they were not ordinary people, all of them were warriors.

Fang Shaobai's eyes were sharp, and sshe did not hesitate to rush in. After sweeping a glance, he immediately discovered that there were four Triple Martial Disciple s, one fourth stage Martial Disciple and one fifth stage Martial Disciple, for a total of six people. And the one leading them, was actually a fifth stage Martial Disciple, Du Xingtian!

Fang Shaobai was slightly astonished, not at all surprised. During the day, Du Xingtian's brother Du Xingyu brought someone to capture Xiao Yue and never returned. If Du Xingtian the cunning evil slave didn't feel it was strange, then she would have really seen a ghost.

Seeing that Du Xingtian had actually brought along a few Martial Disciples to this place, it was obvious that she did not come just to capture Xiao Yue.

Fang Shaobai laughed, she exhaled out a long breath, the killing intent in her chest surged out following the exhale. Since she was here, she might as well spit out all of the anger, until she was done.

Under the night sky, Du Xingtian was a little skinny with her aquiline nose and triangular eyes. From the moment she entered the courtyard, Du Xingtian's cold eyes started to scan the courtyard as if she was looking for something.

And when Du Xingtian saw the tall and straight figure standing in the courtyard, his expression could not help but change. Looking up, he saw that familiar handsome face looking at him with a gaze that was not a smile, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

What the hell!

Du Xingtian's reaction was almost identical to Du Xingyu's, as she cried out in shock, ”Fang Shaobai, it's you! Why are you here?!”

It was too shocking!

A person who had been thrown down to the Black Mountain Cliff for the past few days, who should have been dead, was now standing unharmed in front of him. How could Du Xingtian believe this?

The night wind was cool, just like the killing intent exhaled by Fang Shaobai. A formless cold energy silently enveloped the entire courtyard.

Cold! Cold! Cold!