Yuan Yu had probably truly exhausted all his good luck, because even he had never expected to escape the tiger's jaws only to stumble into the wolves' den.
Looking at the entire squad surrounding him, he could only turn and run with all his might.
He had thought Su Jiu had truly given up pursuing him, never imagining she had left a trap like this in reserve. Should he say she lived up to her name as an Enforcement Hall disciple? Her meticulousness was terrifying...
Unfortunately, with his legs in their current condition, how could he outrun the many disciples of the Enforcement Hall and Shadow Pavilion? Within a few breaths, they caught up to him again.
This time, Ning Fan stepped forward and stopped him personally. His Phantom Blood Blade shot from his palm and formed a ring around Yuan Yu. Every blood blade spun at tremendous speed, stirring up swirling currents that had already left numerous wounds on Yuan Yu's body.
Leaving aside what Yuan Yu felt, even passing cultivators were so startled by the blood blades' afterimages that they hurried away, afraid of being caught in the crossfire. The killing intent erupting from those blades was exceptionally fierce. Never mind that the passersby were only Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Stage cultivators-even those at the Nascent Soul or Out-of-Body stages would probably not dare meddle.
As the man trapped at the very center of the blood blades, Yuan Yu suffered even more. If the Sword Qi Su Jiu had driven into his body left a bone-deep chill, then the pain these blood blades inflicted felt like being bitten by millions of ants, an excruciating torment.
By now, Yuan Yu had guessed who stood beneath that cloak. Although he had never met Ning Fan, he recognized the Phantom