"I'm not too sure!" Li Zongbao had never encountered Qin Jian, so naturally he could not make a definite judgment. "But since they are on the Swift Wind Snowfield, it must be Qin Jian! Quickly, let us charge over there!"
"Oh no, this is bad! There are actually four Illusion Sword Swordsmen and three Golden Core Swordsmen! Who knows which one is Qin Jian!" Xiao Hua secretly extended his Buddhist sense and easily saw the seven people who had already reached its edge. At that moment, Fellow Daoist Wind, the avian cultivator, paused slightly, as though he had detected the Buddhist sense, and immediately released his divine sense!
Xiao Hua was greatly alarmed. This was only the second time someone had seen through his Buddhist sense, and this person was not even a Buddhist sect disciple! Naturally, he did not dare be careless and hurriedly withdrew his Buddhist sense!
Sensing Fellow Daoist Wind release his divine sense, Guan Peng asked curiously, "Senior Wind, is something amiss?"
The avian cultivator surnamed Wind did not answer. Instead, he swept his divine sense across the area. Only after a moment did a trace of confusion appear on his face as he replied, "This old man seems to have sensed someone spying on us?"
"Ah? That can't be, can it?" Guan Peng was practically about to cry! These avian cultivators surnamed Wind and Rain were his final contingency. If the Dao Sect cultivators still had another card up their sleeves, he would truly have to admire the cultivators' meticulous schemes!
"But this spying does not seem like a Dao Sect method!" Fellow Daoist Wind added. "And it came from over there!"
Seeing Fellow Daoist Wind point toward the distant Swift Wind Snowfield rather than the direction they were pursuing, Guan Peng's heart settled. After