Mogo was fleeing now, but after erupting with his greatest speed to escape, his injuries worsened further, forcing him to slow down.
Sensing that Suonanche was not pursuing him from behind, Mogo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Speaking of True Martial Realm experts, he was probably the most miserable one in history. He had only just advanced into the True Martial Realm when he was severely wounded in succession by two veteran True Martial Realm experts. Such a thing rarely happened in the Jianghu. After all, most True Martial Realm experts would first enter seclusion to consolidate their cultivation after advancing from the Yang Spirit Realm, rather than come out and stir up trouble like Mogo.
But at that moment, Mogo's expression changed, and a trace of fury appeared on his face.
"I may be no match for Suonanche, but you worthless lot dare pursue me too? Are you courting death?"
With his senses, Mogo could naturally detect Su Xin and the others charging fiercely in his direction. This enraged him, but also made him feel deeply insulted.
Realizing this, Mogo simply stopped running. Suonanche could chase him until he fled like a rat with its head in its paws, but these few Yang Spirit Realm martial artists dared do the same? Did they really take him, Mogo, for a homeless dog?
When Su Xin and the others caught up, they found Mogo standing there, watching them with an icy expression.
At the sight, Jin Jiuyue and the others' hearts lurched. The man before them was, after all, a True Martial Realm existence. Even injured, his imposing might remained.
Mogo looked at Su Xin and the others and sneered. "You few think you can kill me? Until you reach the True Martial Realm, you will never understand the terror