"Brother Hong, save me!" Yue Ao was seething with grievance. If that strange black crow, as ugly as a wild chicken, hadn't snatched away his demonic flames ahead of time, crippling the power of his most reliable treasure, the Tiger Roar Banner, he wouldn't have been reduced to this plight in the blink of an eye. Worse still, the Fire Crow had taken his demonic flames and then turned around and used them to break his escape route. The teal-cloaked cultivator before him was extraordinarily powerful; after taking a few blows inside the red bowl, Yue Ao had been left dizzy and disoriented. Now, apart from calling for Yue Hong's help, he had no options at all.
"Fellow Daoist, could you show mercy?"
Yue Hong had thought he'd already given Lu Xiaotian too much credit. Who could have guessed that once this teal-cloaked cultivator made a move, he would be even more overbearing than when he had rescued Yue Hong before?
"Too late," Lu Xiaotian replied coldly.
Clang! In the blink of an eye, the Fangtian Halberd became a dozen streaking afterimages that crashed down on the red bowl. Yue Ao staggered out, dazed and disoriented. How could Lu Xiaotian let him escape now?
With a whoosh, the Fangtian Halberd became a streak of light and plunged straight through Yue Ao's broad back, bursting out of his chest and scattering a great spray of blood and organs through the air. The halberd shuddered, flinging off every trace of blood before returning to Lu Xiaotian's hand. Lu Xiaotian reached out and beckoned; two gray nets ensnared Yue Ao's Primordial Spirit, and he captured it without effort.
"Damn it!" Yue Hong cursed inwardly, though what he felt most was shock. In no time at all, his clansman had been utterly defeated and