Although Xue Fanxin had already awakened her spirit, she was at the lowest level of the cultivators. If not for the fist and foot techniques she had practiced in her previous life and her element of surprise, she would not have been able to kick away the man in black who wanted to kill Xue Batian.
But after that… with her mediocre skills, she would definitely be tortured.
"Ah…" Xue Fanxin had only exchanged two moves with the black-clothed person before getting kicked away. She fell onto the ground filled with shards of porcelain. Her body was pierced in many places by the sharp tiles, and blood flowed unceasingly. However, she did not have time to care about her injuries. At this moment, another black-clothed person swung his broadsword at Xue Batian.
"Grandpa…" Xue Fan was anxious. She picked up the porcelain fragments on the ground and circulated the Reverse Spirit Art, sending them flying.
