Luring the Great Yan Sect's Pursuers into the Formation

"Perfect timing. I've disliked you for a long time. Since you're leading them, don't blame me for being merciless." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

"Jiang Chen, you won't escape. Stop putting up a futile struggle." Xiao Ding's voice rang out.

"Catch me first, then talk!" Jiang Chen shouted.

Now that Xiao Ding and the others had arrived, Jiang Chen no longer needed to hide his strength. If he continued at his current speed, it would be easy for them to catch up.

Jiang Chen's speed erupted once more, and he vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! Jiang Chen sped up again. That wasn't even his maximum speed just now—we were all played by him." Several Great Yan Sect disciples' faces turned livid.

They had been following right behind Jiang Chen, seemingly on the verge of catching him at any moment.

Yet there had always been a certain distance between them, preventing them from catching up.

Now, the speed Jiang Chen burst out with was even faster than before.

This proved that Jiang Chen had not been using his full strength earlier. If he had moved this fast from the beginning, they would never have caught up.

They felt humiliated.

It seemed that Jiang Chen's ability to shake off the Great Yan Sect disciples the first time had not been a fluke. He truly possessed such strength.

"Hmph. You think you can escape right in front of me? What wishful thinking. If I let you get away, wouldn't I become a laughingstock in everyone's eyes?" Xiao Ding snorted.

Jiang Chen's speed was indeed extremely fast to many Martial Venerable Realm experts, but to a Martial Saint Realm, Second Level expert like him, he was confident he could still catch up.

"I'll pursue him first. Follow behind me. No