The sword's light flickered, and the Sword Qi was chillingly cold.
Fang Che had just set foot on the city wall when the four pursued him closely, attacking from four directions, forcing him to flee outside the city.
"Who are you!"
Mr. Fang shouted in anger, then desperately kicked off the city wall, turning his body into a black line, directly descending outside the city, merging into the dark night as a black streak.
He seemed to be going all out, as a burst of red blood aura erupted from him, his speed more than doubling from before!
The four were caught off guard, and a gap opened as Fang Che widened the distance between them.
Yet the four remained unperturbed, maintaining a fan-shaped pursuit.
Guided by the scent of blood and locked on by presence, they had no fear that Fang Che could escape to the heavens!
Fang Che raced through the night, quicker and quicker, gradually vanishing from visual range, heading toward the northern mountain range.
