Fleeing While Fighting

Seeing this, the Flower-Picking Monk's pupils contracted. The thunderous sword radiance sent a chill through his heart. He glanced at the ghost creature recovering on the ground, gritted his teeth, and suddenly stepped forward, blocking this terrifying attack for it!

The Flower-Picking Monk roared. Waves of twelvefold flaming Inner Force gathered around his fists, flames blazing along his arms as he ferociously punched at the domineering, terrifying streaks of thunderous sword radiance, unleashing a mass of immensely powerful golden flaming fist seals.

Wherever they passed, the void twisted and burst, sending out rippling waves of force. They violently shattered all the incoming thunderous sword radiance, exploding into a terrifying mushroom cloud in midair as the attacks canceled each other out with terrifying power!

Li Changfeng sneered and turned into a high-speed afterimage again, fleeing into the distance. For now, he could only fight as he ran, doing his best to hold them back for a moment before escaping!

The Flower-Picking Monk's face darkened. "What a fucking piece of trash! Get up already!"

Having said that, the Flower-Picking Monk ignored it and charged wildly in the direction Li Changfeng had fled.

The ghost creature's expression turned ugly. It felt incomparably stifled. With its formidable recovery ability, as long as the attacks were not too strong, it could slowly wear down practically any Grandmaster.

Unfortunately, it had encountered Li Changfeng. Not only did he possess fist techniques that countered it, but he also had immensely powerful Sword Intent, leaving it miserable. Its advantages were completely useless!

Its eyes filled with unwillingness, faint madness stirring within them as it suddenly charged toward Li Changfeng.

A moment later.

The ghost creature was still the first to catch up to Li Changfeng. It roared as dense black gas erupted from within its body, causing its