Chapter Ninety-Five: The Devil Cultivator

  Xi Feng was just about to say something when his face suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "Someone's coming, be careful!"

  At this time, tens of miles away in the sky above, a black air was rushing towards the small island where Zhao Di and several others were located, coming at an extremely fast speed.

  "Is it the end of the cultivation period?" The young girl Hong Chen asked nervously.

  "I don't know, it's too far away, not very clear. Even if it's a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they can't escape. With the speed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it's more than twice ours! Look at that black aura, 80% chance it's someone from the Demon Gate, let's be careful and observe quietly." Xue Feng instructed.

  "Mo Gate? That's the cultivators of Yingzhou Immortal Island!" The big man said in a low voice, with a hint of fear in his tone.

  This week, three flat times, one pair of heaven and earth are not afraid of the appearance, but now they have not seen the enemy, already have a timid intention, it is really a very unusual thing. Zhao Di's heart was also tight, as for the situation of the evil Taoist, he knew very little about it, what kind of means these people had, he was not very clear, but as long as it was not a Dan-forming period Taoist, it should not be impossible to deal with.

  The dark air moved extremely fast and in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, it stopped in front of a small island. The dark air finally dissipated, revealing five figures.

  These people were all dressed in black robes, with a cluster of black air on their foreheads, which made one's heart palpitate at first sight. Apart from this, there was nothing special about them.

  They also had a faint glow on their bodies. Except for two Foundation Building middle-stage cultivators, the rest were all Foundation Building late-stage cultivators.

  Although they were still slightly stronger than him, at least they weren't Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the difference wasn't too great. Zhao felt a slight sense of relief in his heart.

  "Are you people from the demonic sect of Yingzhou Xian Island? We are loose cultivators from Penglai Xian Island and have nothing to do with your esteemed sect. What brings you here?"

  One of the handsome young men from the late stage of the foundation period looked at Xi Feng and said, "Since you know we are Mo Men cultivators, then let's not waste words! The evil energy on your body is quite good, it seems that you have killed many high-ranking demon beasts in the outer star and accumulated them. In this case, you five people will leave all the storage bags behind, and except for you, the other four can leave!"

  "Hmph! You're quite bold, aren't you? Aren't you afraid of getting your tongue cut off by the wind? You're just a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, not even a Nascent Soul stage expert. What makes you think you can defeat all five of us?"

  The young man burst out laughing and said: "If it were an ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator of the demonic path, perhaps they wouldn't be able to do anything to you. However, since you've encountered this young master, you can only blame your bad luck!"

  After finishing speaking, the young man said to several other monks behind him: "You deal with the remaining four people, and this most evil person is left to me. It's just right to use his evil energy to refine my treasure sword and add a bit of power to it!"

  "Yes, young master!" Several men in black bowed their heads in response, completely displaying the appearance of loyal and devoted subordinates.

  When this young man ordered his subordinates, he didn't use a low voice to pass on the message, but instead deliberately let Zhao Di and others hear it clearly.

  "Split up and go quickly!" Xi Feng transmitted his voice to the four people.

  "No, big brother, let's go together!" Xun San said.

  "Little sister is willing to go through thick and thin with big brother!" The girl also said seriously.

  Zhao's heart slightly stirred, it seemed that the deep feelings among these few people were indeed genuine. At this critical moment, they still thought about living and dying together. However, he clearly did not dare to agree with this approach, so he transmitted a message to the few people saying: "We'll split up and lead away the other cultivators. If Da Ge fights one-on-one, even if he's no match, there will be more opportunities for us to escape! If we're surrounded in a group, it would be easier for the opponent to trap us."

  Xifeng said, "That's right, the Mo Gate cultivators are cunning and unpredictable. If you escape one by one, if the other side has a follow-up move, it will be too late to escape! This time is different from capturing and killing monsters, it can't be done without unity of effort! You leave, I'll also find it easier to slip away! Don't worry, my cultivation is on par with his, even if we can't win, we can still run away!"

  "Hey, you few won't stop talking back and forth, have you decided yet? Now that this young master's magic tool has been taken out, it will not be put away without drinking the blood of a cultivator. Even if you want to beg for mercy, it's too late!" The young man said with his hands crossed behind his back, looking extremely relaxed. In front of him floated a small red sword about a foot long, emitting a faint bloody glow. Even from dozens of feet away, Zhao Di and the others could smell the nauseating stench of blood.

  Zhao Di only looked at the crimson small sword for a moment, and he felt his heart racing wildly, with an inexplicable sense of panic. This small sword had not even been activated yet, but it was already exerting immense pressure on him! This small sword is by no means simple! Zhao Di thought to himself.

  "Go!" Di Er let out a low shout, then grasped a folding fan and flew off to the left. A late-stage Foundation Building cultivator of the Demon Gate didn't say another word, but instead chased after him on a cloud of black energy. The young man, however, seemed completely unaware of this, his face still wearing a smiling expression as he gazed at Xi Feng.

  "Take care!" Zhao Di also took out a pitch-black shield to protect himself, and stepped on the Wind Python, flying towards the right. At the same time, the big man and the girl also stepped on their respective magical tools and flew away in different directions.

  Each of them was being chased by a black-robed Mo Gate cultivator. The young man remained unmoved, quietly smiling as he watched Xi Feng, completely uninterested in Zhao Di and the others.

  "With a faint tone, Xi Feng said: 'Now that it's just the two of us left, I'd like to see for myself whether the young master of Xueyi Gate, one of the top ten sects in Yunzhou, is as unfathomable as the rumors say!'"

  "Do you know me? It seems like you're intentionally driving those four away. I didn't think you were a sentimental person, not wanting your partners to die with you! Unfortunately, Young Master has always disliked people who emphasize sentimentality. The path of cultivation is originally about the strong preying on the weak and the strong being revered! The hypocritical and deceitful ways of the Orthodox Cultivators are detestable! So, today, no matter what, you will die here!" The young man let out a cold hum, and the blood-colored short sword in front of him suddenly grew to over a meter long, emitting a faint bloody glow as it chopped towards Xi Feng.

  Xi Feng was in no way inferior, Flowing Star Hammer brought a piece of golden light, smashing towards the blood-colored giant sword...

  It's probably because Zhao Di's cultivation is the lowest among them, in the early stages of foundation building. The demonic cultivator who chased after him was also the one with the lowest cultivation, a mid-stage foundation building cultivator.

  The opponent's dark energy flew at an extremely fast speed, but it was still no match for Zhao Di's full-speed flight on the Treading Wind Python. If he hadn't intentionally slowed down his speed, he would have probably shaken off the opponent long ago. He wanted to take this opportunity to test out this so-called evil Dao cultivator and see what kind of strange divine abilities they possessed. In the future, when encountering similar situations, he would have a few more tricks up his sleeve.

  To stand firm in the bloody and violent world of cultivation, combat experience is also extremely important. Otherwise, having a body full of treasures and cultivation but not knowing how to use them flexibly will result in a huge discount on one's strength. The mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the demonic sect in front of him was a great opportunity. His cultivation wasn't very high, and he was alone, so if he really couldn't beat him, he could also try his best to control the Wind Chasing Python to escape.

  After thinking about this, after flying for a while, Zhao Di simply flew down and landed on a reef. The Mo Men cultivators behind him also followed closely.

  "Must you pursue me to the death, sir? After chasing me for so long, why not just turn back and report to your master that I was suddenly swallowed by a fifth-grade demon beast, and you had no choice but to return empty-handed? That way, we can avoid a life-or-death battle. For both of us, it's not necessarily a bad thing!" Zhao Di looked at the middle-aged man with an ugly face shrouded in black energy, smiling as he advised.

  "Hmph, killing you has nothing to do with the transaction. The pouch at your waist is bulging, it must contain quite a few demon beast materials!" The ugly man let out a cold snort and stared at Zhao Di's waist.

  "Haha, I knew it was pointless to persuade you. Actually, I just wanted to see if your nostrils are bigger than your mouth, can you still speak clearly!" Zhao Di said with a smile, holding several flying needles and a shield in his hand.

  The ugly man was furious, shouting: "Looking for death!" Immediately he took out a black triangular flag the size of an inch, lightly waved it, and turned into several feet long, with thick black air emanating from the flag, rolling and stirring, surrounding his body, even his figure was covered.

  Zhao Di was unclear about the origin of this black air, and it actually allowed the opponent to use it as a shield for protection. Not even defensive light shields or similar spells were used. Seeing this situation, he didn't hesitate to take out four flying needles and stabbed randomly into the black air.

  The flying needle easily pierced through the black air, but it seemed as if nothing had been pierced. Zhao Di made another series of frantic stabs, still with no effect!

  Zhao Di was startled, this black air seemed to be extraordinary, it could actually make the opponent's body invisible, and the flying needles were all in vain no matter where they stabbed.

  "Ah, a Flying Needle Device! This thing is great, it can be sold for a good price!" A coarse voice came from the dark air, with an unexpectedly excited tone.

  (Third update! Collected over a thousand, at least four updates tomorrow! If everyone's support reaches two thousand, five updates tomorrow! Thank you for your support, I'll work hard to write the book!)