Mo Chen had intended to flee at full speed, but a quick sweep of his Divine Sense revealed that the attacks behind him were far from weak.
The pursuing streaks of azure light carried the force of a Qi Refining cultivator's all-out strike.
Besides, Mo Chen was not so arrogant as to think he could take a strike from a cultivator of his own realm bare-handed without suffering a scratch.
And even if his body tempering kept him from being seriously injured, what followed him were two bracelet Spirit Artifacts.
Who knew whether those bracelets were primarily meant to trap their targets?
If he ended up trapped here, he would be utterly screwed.
Zhen Yulu would lose, at most, a set of Spirit Artifacts, while Mo Chen might lose his life outright.
He had no choice but to guard against them.
Mo Chen gritted his teeth, turned, and scooped with his hand. A stream of water rose from Apricot Blossom Shoal, swiftly transforming into a barrier before him.
The next instant, Zhen Yulu's Mandarin Duck Feather-Washing Bracelet slammed into Mo Chen's water shield. The Water Curtain merely trembled before stopping the bracelet.
"Huh? You didn't put any strength into that?"
Mo Chen raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
While Mo Chen was still marveling at this, Zhen Yulu pointed at the two streaks of azure light. The bracelets flashed and flew back onto her wrists.
"Why would I? I only wanted to make you take a moment to defend yourselves. The slower you go, the better my chances of escaping."
"Motherfucker!"
The corner of Mo Chen's mouth twitched. He nearly burst into curses.
This woman had never treated anyone as a teammate, from beginning to end.
Her earlier agreement with the head-wrapped man had been an act, and even this attack