Shen Lian was terrified to discover that Wei Yuting's cultivation seemed higher than his own.
Struggling to cope, Shen Lian was quickly injured several times.
The more he fought, the more anxious he became.
Moreover, there was someone hidden in the shadows.
He never saw the opponent from beginning to end.
Wei Donglin was standing not far away, watching like he was observing a play.
"Retreat!"
After exchanging more than twenty moves, Shen Lian realized that if he continued fighting, death would be his only outcome.
In this situation, it was better to escape quickly.
He swung his foot outward.
The dust flew directly toward Wei Yuting.
Wei Yuting swung her red silk, dispersing the dust.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Lian turned around, intending to escape down the mountain.
However, just as he turned, Shen Lian felt a blur before his eyes, only to see a figure in nightwear appearing in front of him out of nowhere.
The opponent moved swiftly, raising a hand.
