Chen Fei at Mid-Stage Eighth-Order was already more than Ming Yan Yong could defeat; now that Chen Fei had broken through to Late-Stage Eighth-Order, it was even more impossible.
If Ming Yan Yong still had the Earth Scale Subduing Wave Tree in his hands, he could have simply withstood the Night Demon War Soldier's attacks and forced his way out of here.
But earlier, for Rao Zhaopu's safety, he had given away the Earth Scale Subduing Wave Tree, leaving Ming Yan Yong with no other supreme treasure to use at all.
When Ming Yan Yong had come in pursuit, he had never imagined he would encounter a situation like this.
A dignified Peak-Stage Eighth-Order had actually fought to a standstill with the clone of a Mid-Stage Eighth-Order, and was even inferior to that clone. No Eighth-Order cultivator would ever have thought such a thing possible.
High in the sky, Chen Fei's true body turned to look at the Night Demon War Soldier. As the Night Demonic Avatar technique circulated, the Night Demon War Soldier's power began to soar.
Ming Yan Yong sensed this scene, but he had no ability to stop it.
The Night Demon War Soldier took one step forward and arrived before Ming Yan Yong. The Waterfall Sun Sword in its hand traced an arc, slashing toward Ming Yan Yong's head.
The Night Demon War Soldier had not yet broken through to Late-Stage Eighth-Order, because the surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was not enough to let it rise rapidly, but the sharpness of this sword strike had already undergone a tremendous change compared to just now.
Ming Yan Yong keenly perceived this, but he could not dodge, nor did he have any more choices. He could only hold the short dagger in his hand before him to