Han Bingxue made a full power strike, not even trying to hide the trace of himself. The Frost Ninefold Heaven's Art was his signature. If somebody saw it, somebody who just needed to know a little about the martial world would immediately know him. It was obviously Frost Sword who made that strike.
Han Bingxue laughed and reached out his hand. A pumping power started to gather the frost qi back to him. - Shoot! - It was all collected to Han Bingxue's hands.
He raised his hands and everything was returned to normal. There were no traces of a slaughter except the four dead bodies.
[He actually knows that I can withdraw my frost qi… Not a simple young man…] He thought as he was doing it.
"Let's go!"
The two of them flew out fast one after the other and disappeared into the forest.
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After a while, where the fight had taken place was in a disturbance already.
More people from Saint Sunlight Sect arrived. They all shouted in anger and shock.
More and more people came.
