City Lord Tang, Bloody Battle!

Yi Xiaofeng immediately pulled Wang Yanran down to the ground.

Wang Yanran was startled, but she did not scream. Instead, she looked over nervously and saw the group from Pure Yang City chasing after them as well.

"What do we do? Run?" Wang Yanran asked in a low voice.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned deeply.

How had they found them so quickly?

This was not modern society. There were no road signs.

Could someone among them use magic to track their whereabouts?

Most likely!

It was normal for an immortal cultivation game to have divination techniques.

"Let's leave first."

Yi Xiaofeng said softly, then pulled Wang Yanran away while bent low.

Fortunately, the terrain in this forest rose and fell, making it easy to conceal themselves.

"They're over there!"

Yang Yu's voice suddenly rang out, filled with delight.

The moment Yi Xiaofeng heard it, he cursed that bastard inwardly again!

He straightened up and sped up his escape.

Wang Yanran did not hesitate either and quickly started running.

Before leaving the city, she had changed into simpler clothes to make running easier.

The two fled at full speed.

After a while.

Yi Xiaofeng realized something was wrong.

Though he was holding Wang Yanran and their speed had slowed somewhat, no one could catch up to them. The curses behind them grew fainter and fainter, clearly showing that the distance between them was widening.

Yi Xiaofeng looked back and saw the group standing with their hands on their hips, wiping away sweat and gasping for breath.

Even the handsome Yang Yu looked utterly disheveled now.

Unlike Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran, who had rested all morning, they had spent the entire night tracking them down and had not slept a wink.

"Everyone, hurry up!"

"I can't... my lungs are about to burst..."

"Damn it, why can those two run so well?"

"I can't keep going..."

"Where's the Sword Saint? Why hasn't he dealt with that old witch yet?"

Yi Xiaofeng vaguely heard their shouts and nearly burst out laughing.

However, he did not let his guard down and continued running.

Just like that.

Another two hours passed.

Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran were exhausted as well.

Yet they still had not shaken off those cultivators.

The two sides were currently more than three hundred meters apart and had reached a barren mountain region with fewer trees.

Yi Xiaofeng hurried along the slope, with Wang Yanran following behind him. She panted heavily, hands on her hips and back bent over, utterly spent.

Whoosh—

A sharp sound cut through the air from ahead.

The instant Yi Xiaofeng heard it, he reflexively raised his sword to block.

Clang—

Blade and sword collided. Yi Xiaofeng used the momentum to knock the swiftly flying throwing knife aside.

He looked up and saw a man in black standing atop the slope ahead.

This man wore exactly the same clothes as the previous men in black, but he was broad and burly, with disheveled hair and no mask.

His features were rugged, and his eyes were icy as he stared at Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran like prey.

"Uncle Tang!"

Wang Yanran cried out.

Uncle Tang?

Yi Xiaofeng froze for a moment before immediately understanding.

City Lord Tang!

This guy really wasn't dead!

"Yanran, where else do you think you can run?" City Lord Tang asked coldly. He drew a curved saber from his back, held it in one hand, and walked down toward the foot of the slope.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned. The other man clearly intended to kill Wang Yanran.

Wait.

Hadn't Tang Yiqian said her father was also protecting Wang Yanran?

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly thought of something terrifying...

Could the body of Master Wang he had found have been real? Perhaps the murders that happened afterward had not been meant to divert Wang Yanran's attention, but to make a bigger scene while secretly taking the Pure Yang Pill?

Yi Xiaofeng had no time to think further. City Lord Tang suddenly accelerated and charged down the slope.

His momentum was far greater than Hunter Xu's!

Yi Xiaofeng had no choice but to face him head-on.

"Use the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique against him. What matters most in the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique is spiritual energy, not the moves themselves. Don't hold back too much!"

Wang Yanran reminded him. She could tell that City Lord Tang wanted to kill her too.

Yi Xiaofeng nodded and accelerated toward him.

He could not let City Lord Tang get close to Wang Yanran.

The two charged toward each other on the slope, growing faster and faster.

The viewers watched nervously:

"Is Brother Yi going to die?"

"The Pure Yang Five Swords Technique sounds amazing."

"No matter how amazing it is, Yi Xiaofeng has never practiced it. This is dangerous!"

"Where's Master Wang? Why hasn't he appeared?"

"What Tang Yiqian said was obviously only half true. Master Wang may really be dead. Otherwise, he would definitely come help Wang Yanran himself."

When Yi Xiaofeng and City Lord Tang were less than thirty feet apart, City Lord Tang leaped into the air and raised his saber to slash at Yi Xiaofeng.

Yi Xiaofeng nimbly dodged and swung his sword at him.

The Azure Nose Sword was too short and only suited close combat.

He had already mobilized the Pure Yang Spiritual Energy within his body, greatly increasing his agility.

City Lord Tang landed and continued attacking Yi Xiaofeng.

His moves were fierce and powerful. Yi Xiaofeng blocked one slash, and the Azure Nose Sword nearly flew from his grasp.

Yi Xiaofeng could only block each move as it came, retreating again and again without any ability to counterattack.

No... I'm completely outmatched...

Yi Xiaofeng was anxious. City Lord Tang was far too strong.

Then, an idea suddenly came to him. He poured spiritual energy into his left hand, and the back of his hand swiftly turned blood-red.

City Lord Tang noticed this, and his expression changed slightly as he hurriedly jumped back.

"Blood Fiend Palm! You know it too?"

City Lord Tang asked grimly. He remembered that Yi Xiaofeng had not been among those puppets.

Yi Xiaofeng said in a deep voice, "Things have already come to this. Why are you still hunting us down? Does Wang Yanran have a blood feud with you?"

City Lord Tang's eyes flickered. "There was no need to kill her, but she had to be Wei Qixin's daughter!"

With that, he attacked Yi Xiaofeng again.

Who was Wei Qixin now?

Yi Xiaofeng cursed inwardly.

Couldn't he explain things clearly before fighting?

At the same time, the cultivators saw City Lord Tang holding Yi Xiaofeng back and all grew excited, speeding up one after another.

Wang Yanran looked back from time to time. Seeing the enemies behind her getting closer and closer, she was frantic with worry.

The more so, the less she could call out, lest Yi Xiaofeng become distracted and suffer an accident.

At this rate, my husband will definitely lose... What should I do...

Wang Yanran clenched her hands inside her sleeves and desperately racked her brain for a solution.

She looked back again and suddenly spotted someone. Her eyes immediately lit up.

Yi Xiaofeng was fully focused on the battle and did not notice what Wang Yanran was doing.

Splat—

City Lord Tang's saber sliced open Yi Xiaofeng's right arm, sending blood spraying.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned. Before he could react, City Lord Tang's saber struck again and again, slashing across his body.

Just as the saying went, once an army was defeated, it collapsed like a mountain.

Yi Xiaofeng had completely fallen into a disadvantage. Even his defensive moves were rushed and haphazard.

Blood kept spurting from him, and he had no power to resist.

"Holy crap! This is an execution!"

"If that old dog wants to kill him, then kill him! Why torture Brother Yi?"

"It's over... Brother Yi's done for. I don't even dare watch..."

"That's so cruel..."

"What do we do? Someone save Brother Yi!"

"Damn it! Bullying Brother Yi? Once I enter the game, City Lord Tang, you're dead!"

Seeing Yi Xiaofeng's miserable state, the viewers were all heartbroken. Women and children shut their eyes in fright.

City Lord Tang frowned tightly.

It was not that he did not want to kill Yi Xiaofeng outright. Whenever his saber struck at one of Yi Xiaofeng's vital points, a surge of scorching spiritual energy knocked it away.

The Pure Yang Five Swords Technique!

City Lord Tang's eyes turned red, filled with jealousy.

"Ah—"

A scream rang out. Upon hearing it, City Lord Tang instinctively turned his head. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately leaped back, opening the distance between himself and Yi Xiaofeng.

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Yanran had seized Tang Yiqian. Her longsword rested before Tang Yiqian's neck, and none of the surrounding cultivators dared approach.