His opponent's martial arts were far too bizarre. He never met Lin Xuan head-on, merely redirecting and shifting his attacks again and again, leaving Lin Xuan with nowhere to exert his strength and putting him at a disadvantage at every turn. Gradually, Lin Xuan began to lose the upper hand.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan and the yellow-robed man were locked in fierce combat.
Duan Yanqing saw that someone had finally tied down this menace for him. There was no way he would dare linger.
He shot Lin Xuan's back a venomous look, then, gritting his teeth against the pain in his shoulder, picked up the iron staff from the ground. Limping as fast as he could, he fled toward the valley entrance and soon vanished into the shadows of the woods. He had made a clean getaway.
Hurry Up and Get Lost!
From the corner of his eye, Lin Xuan caught sight of a figure limping hurriedly away into the shadows of the woods.
Duan Yanqing had fled.
Anger rose in Lin Xuan's heart.
It wasn't that he was afraid he wouldn't be able to find Duan Yanqing. He just couldn't stand the thought of that wicked scoundrel slipping away right under his nose.
He had intended to finish the man off that very day and avenge Zhong Ling, but this yellow-robed monk who had suddenly appeared had ruined everything.
His displeasure instantly turned into thunder in his palms!
"Hmph!"
Lin Xuan gave a cold snort. The moves he had been holding back now became incomparably fierce!
If his Heaven and Earth Great Shift had been like a vast, resilient web, merely drawing in and wearing down his opponent's strength, now it had become a terrifying vortex on a raging sea, swallowing everything in its path!
He no longer merely redirected