"Every time this old man entered the Beastflow Realm, the little demon beasts under your control would detect me..."
"This time, I launched my attack the instant I emerged from the realm-space array. How the hell are you supposed to dodge now?"
As he spoke, Bu Xiliu rode the flow of swords, rapidly closing in on the Flying Pincer Mantis.
Clang clang clang clang clang...
The Flying Pincer Mantis was shocked and furious. It wildly swung the pincer blades all over its body, hacking madly at the surrounding sword flow, but it was clearly useless. It could only say in a metallic voice, "Bu Xiliu, you're shameless."
"Heh heh, if you want to capture demon beasts as mounts, naturally you need to use some shameless methods." Bu Xiliu continued drawing closer, the sword in his hand constantly sweeping out as more and more sword currents poured forth.
Sikong Jing had stopped by then. He landed in a small town near this great rift.
Ling Dongyang murmured, "What a coincidence. We actually ran into Bu Xiliu capturing a mount. Lord Sikong, what do we do?"
His brows furrowed slightly...
Sikong Jing was rather speechless as well. He had not expected such a coincidence. Naturally, he could easily save the Flying Pincer Mantis if he acted, but he did not want to expose himself yet. After all, Wan Benyang and the others were outside the Beastflow Realm.
If it were only Wan Benyang, Sikong Jing would have no problem at all with things such as the Fire Evil Spirit in his possession.
But he did not know whether there were other powerful figures behind Wan Benyang, or whether they possessed Nine Heavens treasures forged by their sect that could restrain the Fire Evil Spirit. Of course, Sikong Jing had to be more