Clang!
Fixed Light and Mystic Flame collided once more. Where the two Void Refinement true treasures crossed, starlight and streaming fire churned into layer upon layer of crackling lightning.
Lin Fan pulled away from Ding Xing, shook the Mystic Flame Straight Saber in his hand, and smiled. "Ding Xing, are you still waiting for Wen Yuan and the others to win and come help you?"
"If I'm right, they won't be able to help you."
At Lin Fan's confident expression, Ding Xing's heart gave an inexplicable jolt. Junior Brother Huo Xing still hasn't sent word. Could Lingyuan have ambushed him?
As Ding Xing weighed the situation, an alert suddenly came through his jade communication slip. It was from Huo Xing!
Warning pulses came one after another from the jade slip at Ding Xing's waist. How could he remain unmoved? The True Lord of the Kongdong Dao Sect still looked calm, but Lin Fan could clearly sense that his breathing had grown uneven.
"Ding Xing, I think well of you. Leave, and I won't make things difficult for you."
"Besides, this is between Penglai and the Qiankun Dao Sect. What does it have to do with your Kongdong Sect?"
Lin Fan coaxed him patiently. Just as Ding Xing wondered whether this was one of Lin Fan's schemes, another message came from Huo Xing. This one was unmistakable. Huo Xing had not even bothered with the concealment method provided by their sect. He sent Ding Xing two words: Run now!
Ding Xing glanced at Feng Yuan and Mo Yuan. Then, to their astonishment, he slashed out with his sword, turned, and left. He moved as swiftly as the wind, without the slightest hesitation. Clearly, he had been ready to go.
Lin Fan made no move to stop him. Only after watching Ding