Rumble-
A tremendous crash, like an earth dragon rolling over, suddenly erupted in Longxi Alley. By the time the nearby residents reacted and came outside to look, the fight was already over, and three figures were racing over the rooftops.
Copper staff in hand, Shi Yanfeng fled desperately toward the nearest stretch of the Northern City Wall. The disbelief in his eyes even outweighed the urgency of his life hanging by a thread.
After all, he had met Jiang Zhawu in his early twenties and begun practicing the Golden Scale Diagram not long afterward. His talent was hardly poor, either. Now over fifty, he had long since reached the point where blades and spears could not penetrate him.
He had thought that with his Golden-Scale Skin, he could hold out for a while even against one of the Eight Great Beauties. Only now did he realize he had been dreaming. Against a Martial Chief without shortcomings in any respect, it was always one's own weaknesses that decided life and death. If his reactions were too slow to dodge, a thrust little more than an inch into his flesh could kill him. His opponent had no need whatsoever to stab where his skin was thick.
After fleeing Longxi Alley, Shi Yanfeng discovered that the Imperial Court seemed to have sent Ye Jingtang alone. There were no other experts nearby. If he could shake him off, he should survive.
Unfortunately, even carrying someone, Ye Jingtang flew a little faster than he did with his internal injuries.
Whoosh, whoosh-
On the rooftops behind him, Ye Jingtang held Dongfang Liren around the waist with one arm, racing over the roofs like rushing thunder, his eyes locked on the figure ahead.
But with Willow Waist's full hips and imposing bust, Big Silly certainly could not