Huo Hai glanced at Song Muhua, who was gradually calming down, and said in a low voice, "You are no match for me. Leave with Blood Rose. Otherwise, I truly will not hold back." He swept his gaze around. Too much time had already been wasted.
As long as Huo Hai was not held back, he could easily deal with all the Hidden Emperor experts around him and sway the entire battle with ease. On this battlefield, Huo Hai alone was the greatest variable. As for everyone else, none of them could change the tide of battle. If they continued wasting time, the Drifting Flower Pavilion's inner sect experts would gradually lose their current advantage.
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As for Song Muhua, Huo Hai had always thought rather highly of him. Huo Hai was exceedingly ruthless toward enemies, but toward friends and his friends' relatives, he would usually leave some room for mercy.
But if Song Muhua insisted on fighting, Huo Hai would not simply let him do as he pleased. After all, this matter concerned not only himself, but Yun'er and the others as well. If the Hidden Emperor's people won, even escaping on his own would become extremely difficult.
Under pursuit by a Spirit Emperor Realm expert, Huo Hai's chances of escaping alone were infinitesimal, let alone with his family in tow. Song Muhua said nothing, but the aura around Huo Hai began to swell continuously. Even during the earlier battle, Huo Hai had not used his full strength. At the very least, he had only used sword techniques.
The terrifying movement technique cultivation brought by the Eight Spirit Bat Arts was simply beyond comparison with a hastily advanced expert like Song Muhua.
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