Wu Ling: ...
Ge Fei: ...
Wu Ling had truly made a tremendous resolve, summoned the courage to cross life and death, before deciding to continue fighting.
Ge Fei truly refused to concede as well, and could not bear to watch his friend go to his death alone. That was why he had resolved to risk his life.
They faced Jiang Wang with the same attitude they would have used against Dou Zhao!
When Jiang Wang bared his teeth in a savage grin, Ge Fei had even instinctively cast a defensive Daoist art.
The Seven Mysteries Turtle Shell spread before him was a Daoist masterpiece with immense defensive power—heavy and solid, surely capable of blocking one slash from Dou Zhao.
But right now, he felt exactly like a turtle.
Hunched up and shrinking back, utterly ridiculous!
Wu Ling's eyes had gone redder still.
He had cast his illustrious origins and infinitely bright future behind him. Prepared to be utterly erased from existence, he fought for honor!
At this moment, his long scroll of literary qi still floated before him. Merging literary qi with baleful intent, he transformed military formations into a troop array. This was a killing method he never revealed lightly, and it was still charging forward.
But his opponent... did not even look back!
Jiang Wang ran with astonishing speed, yet still paid close attention to his bearing. If not for the lingering stench trailing behind him, he might even have looked somewhat dashing.
Moreover, he had clearly chosen his escape route only after careful observation, nimbly avoiding the places most likely to have restrictions laid upon them.
Left, then right—his movements were incomparably fluid.
The Sword Qi remained, but the Azure Cloud had scattered.
One moment he had been grinning savagely; the next, he had fled without