Pursuit

Liang Zhongpu's eyes widened, the corners nearly splitting. The Cliff Mountain Sect was considered a major sect in the surrounding region, but it did not actually have many Aperture Refining Realm cultivators, nor did it have any late-stage Aperture Refining Realm experts holding the fort.

Even an Early Stage Aperture Refining Realm cultivator was an exceedingly precious combat asset to the Cliff Mountain Sect, much less a Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm cultivator. In the entire Cliff Mountain Sect, there were only three Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm cultivators.

During the siege of Shangwu City some time ago, one of them had been injured and was still recuperating in the City Lord Mansion.

Yet now, Ji Zhuowen had been killed right before his eyes. How could Liang Zhongpu possibly accept this?

Hong Yuanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at Chen Fei with a cold, sinister expression.

Killing someone before his very eyes—was Chen Fei planning to fight until the fish died and the net split? But in Hong Yuanfeng's eyes, the fish would die, while the net would remain entirely unscathed.

Chen Fei said nothing. He glanced at Liang Zhongpu and Hong Yuanfeng, took the spiritual weapon from Ji Zhuowen's hand, then flickered away toward the outskirts of the city.

This was the military camp, and soldiers were gradually closing in. If he were completely surrounded, once the formation rose, Chen Fei would be placed in an extremely passive position.

"Villain, don't run!"

Liang Zhongpu roared and flashed forward, pursuing Chen Fei from behind. Chen Fei had killed someone from his Cliff Mountain Sect—did he think he could come and go as he pleased?

Hong Yuanfeng said nothing and followed behind Liang Zhongpu. Today, Chen Fei had to die.

Ji Zhuowen's death showed that Chen Fei's combat strength had exceeded Hong Yuanfeng's