Swoosh!
Nie Renwang took a deep breath and his figure suddenly leapt up more than a yard, tapped his feet on a branch for leverage, and darted away like a shooting star.
Jiang Dali pursued closely on his Demon Hawk, relentless in the chase.
In mid-air, the two exchanged a flurry of Saber Qi in a lightning-fast encounter.
They clashed with the ferocity of lightning and thunder, dazzling onlookers with their speed.
From behind, Bai Ting and Murong Qingqing, who were quickly catching up, only heard the sound of fluttering garments above them.
Looking up, they saw two figures, one after the other, vaulting over their heads.
"How fast!"
"They are both so strong!"
Both stamped a foot and vaulted into the air, reaching out to the branches around them. Their bodies somersaulted several times as they followed in hot pursuit.
After running several hundred yards, Nie Renwang saw his place of seclusion ahead.
