The dark-red figure vaulted over a fallen tree and shot dozens of yards away in an instant.
"Senior Brother Duan!"
The staff-wielding young man cried out, unable to hide the terror on his face any longer.
The man who had just told them to attack together had actually fled!
Duan Lingxiao heard the shout, but his feet did not pause for even a moment. Zong Yan was already dead. If he stayed any longer, he would be next. As for the others, how could he spare a thought for them now?
The staff-wielding young man cursed, turned, and charged in another direction.
Su Yu activated Wind Riding Cloud Treading Steps and pursued Duan Lingxiao, simultaneously sending a voice transmission to Shen Ningshuang and Xiao Yue.
"Senior Sister Shen, Senior Brother Xiao, I'll kill him. Be careful!"
Xiao Yue stared in the direction Duan Lingxiao had fled, his eyes bloodshot. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Leave this to us. Don't let him leave alive!"
Before his words had faded, he had already blocked the staff-wielding young man's path and thrown a punch. Savage force swept the broken wood scattered across the ground backward through the air.
With nowhere to go, the young man could only brace his staff across his body and take the blow.
Clang!
The staff bent sharply, the impact leaving his chest tight. He staggered back several steps. Seeing blood still flowing from Xiao Yue's shoulder, a vicious gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"You're wounded that badly, and you still think you can stop me!"
His staff swept sideways, aiming straight for Xiao Yue's left shoulder.
He knew he was no match for Xiao Yue, but the man's injury was real, too. If he could force him back even half a step, he could break through!
Xiao