Murong Xue raised her sword to block horizontally.
Zhao Pengyun slammed his palm into the sword.
A tremendous force instantly surged through the sword in Murong Xue's hand. Borrowing its momentum, she retreated dozens of paces, backing out of the black mist.
Seeing this, the Medicine Woman frowned. "Zhao Pengyun, you're truly useless at accomplishing anything and outstanding at ruining everything."
"Medicine Woman, could you be a little more polite? We're Cultivation Partners, after all." Zhao Pengyun frowned.
The Medicine Woman gave a mocking laugh. If Zhao Pengyun had not been willing to test medicines on himself, she would have killed the man long ago.
"Don't let that stinking woman escape! She's chased me all the way here. If I don't leave her here today, I won't be able to vent this rage!" Zhao Pengyun said.
"Hmph, stop wasting time and finish her off. If experts from the Dao Tian Sect come after us, neither of us will survive." The Medicine Woman snorted coldly.
As they spoke, the two of them rapidly pursued Murong Xue in the direction she had retreated.
The instant they emerged from the black mist, a streak of sword light slashed toward them.
The Medicine Woman's pale hand flickered, and dozens of silver needles shot out like a torrential pear-blossom rain, shattering the sword light.
Seeing that Murong Xue had not fled, a feral grin spread across Zhao Pengyun's face. "My Murong Mountain Lord, you're certainly overconfident. You still aren't running even now?"
"Hmph." Murong Xue snorted coldly without answering.
The Medicine Woman and Zhao Pengyun wanted to kill Murong Xue.
Why would Murong Xue not want to kill them as well?
A moment ago, she had already used a method to notify the experts within the sect.
As long as she delayed them a little