93.Guilt

When the explosions finally stopped, Zhao Lusi was the only one unharmed. Two of the three men in black robes had been torn to pieces with their limbs and guts thrown everywhere. The third man who wore red robes had been struck by lightning and his left arm had been sliced off by a thin sheet of ice.

Zhao Yun screamed in pain as he pulled out an ice shard from his chest.

When it was out, the wound sealed itself quickly leaving not even a scar. The only Dao protector left alive picked up his arm that had been thrown a few meters away and put it back in its place. His muscles wiggled as the arm reattached itself.

Kai Syaoran sighed in defeat. These two were very powerful body cultivators. With their immense life forces, killing them would require, more power than that which could be mustered by a Xiantian life form.