Great Battle at Changzhuan Mountain

At Changzhuan Mountain Market, Chen Mobai was slightly taken aback when he heard the words of the old man beside Xuan Shu.

He went to find Ming'er and the others! Xuan'er has the Moonlight Blade in hand, and with that old ghost Granny Ming keeping control, they should be able to kill Fang Xuanyang, right? Just as Chen Mobai was thinking this, Xuan Shu's figure before him suddenly blurred. Then a streak of azure-gold radiance abruptly appeared in front of him and swept across his neck with the speed of thunder that left no time to cover one's ears.

Amid flickering firelight, the figure of Chen Mobai whose neck had been slashed by Xuan Shu's Heavenly Wind Finger suddenly collapsed into sparks that filled the sky.

Xuan Shu frowned slightly. His figure blurred again and vanished from where he stood.

At that moment, Chen Mobai's true body happened to appear behind Xuan Shu with Flame Light Escape. A mass of Golden Flame suddenly erupted in his palm, like sword light, and swept across the afterimage Xuan Shu had left in place.

The exchange between the two took place in the blink of an eye. It was so fast that Zhou Shengqing at the side almost failed to see it clearly.

"The speed of wind escape truly is graceful."

Chen Mobai said with some amazement to Xuan Shu, who had returned to his original spot. He reached up and touched his neck. There was a line of blood on it, precisely the wound that Xuan Shu had just sliced open with Heavenly Wind Finger.

If his Flame Light Escape had not also already been cultivated to the realm of following his thought the instant it moved, that strike would probably not have merely cut open his skin.

"The Longevity Sect's inheritance