"Cut the nonsense. If rogue cultivators' words could be trusted, the sun would rise in the west! Take your life!" Jiang Huanchi sneered as his sword talisman stabbed toward Han Fei.
Han Fei and Qiao Fengyue wore bitter smiles. Xiao Hua could not tell whether they had truly been lying in ambush for someone else, or whether, upon seeing Jiang Huanchi alone, greed had seized them.
Han Fei and Qiao Fengyue drove their spiritual power and fought several more exchanges, but they were clearly no match for Jiang Huanchi. Seeing that the two were about to die on the spot, Xiao Hua held his breath and concealed himself carefully, avoiding their notice. Just then, a sharp shout suddenly rang out from the air behind him. "Fellow Daoist, show mercy!"
Xiao Hua froze for a moment, then hurriedly turned around. Above the mountain ravine behind him, several cultivators around the Qi Cultivation fourth or fifth layer, clad in different Daoist robes, swept rapidly over his head from dozens of zhang in the air, flying toward the three combatants!
Damn—it's too late. They've seen me! In his hasty attempt to hide, Xiao Hua had naturally avoided Jiang Huanchi and the other two, but his figure was exposed from behind the trees. As he looked up, one of the cultivators had already spotted him with extraordinary sharpness!
Xiao Hua deeply regretted it. He had no idea what relationship these people had with Jiang Huanchi's group. He had only just left Huanghua Ridge and might already have stumbled into trouble. He could not help wondering whether he should flee at once!
"Fellow Daoist, show mercy!" At the front of the group was a cultivator around the Qi Cultivation fifth layer. He wore a broad gray robe, had a round moonlike face, ruddy cheeks, black