No matter how fierce Qin Guan's Sword Momentum became or how swift his attacks were, after dozens of exchanges, he still could not completely shatter Zhi Ming's defenses.
Meanwhile, Zhi Ming had stabilized his injuries, and the advantage of his cultivation revealed itself once more.
Qin Guan retreated step by step, knowing that a prolonged battle would not benefit him.
Once his mind was made up.
Borrowing the recoil from the clash between sword and palm, Qin Guan turned into a pitch-black afterimage and vanished.
"Trying to leave!"
Zhi Ming's eyes bursting, the fury and Killing Intent in his chest were completely ignited.
Today, he had been severely injured and toyed with by a junior of far lower cultivation. If he allowed his opponent to escape, he would lose all face, and an irreparable crack would be left in his Dao Heart of ten thousand years.
Zhi Ming shattered the void for ten thousand miles, carrying overwhelming Killing Intent as he pursued Qin Guan's fleeing direction without relenting.
Within the void, one fled and one pursued, and the chase began anew.
"Lad, you have a day like this too!"
Seeing Qin Guan fleeing in miserable disarray under Zhi Ming's pursuit, the Little Black Tower laughed with glee at his misfortune.
"If we fought one-on-one to the end, I wouldn't fear him at all. But if this continues, more and more mad dogs will come."
Sensing many concealed auras appearing in the surrounding void, Qin Guan had no desire to continue fighting Zhi Ming.
Little Black Tower: "If you don't find a way to evade that fellow's Divine Illumination, you'll never shake him off."
"Little beast, where do you think you're running?!"
As they spoke, Zhi Ming rapidly caught up from behind. He suddenly crushed a communication talisman, clearly calling for