With a swish, Chao Jue drew the Imitation Saber of the Supreme Demon Saber from his waist and swept it around above his head. Saber Force shot out in all directions, easily shattering the crossbow bolts flying toward him.
Then he stamped down hard, his figure bursting forward several dozen feet. After a few swift shifts, he quickly disappeared into the distance ahead.
Chao Jue was neither with Pang Yi nor with Lou Feishang of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall. Huang Xiao could tell that the Three Great Halls were probably still acting independently, unlike the three from the Sword Pavilion, who were at least moving together.
Was Chao Jue a little unlucky too? No sooner had this thought flashed through Huang Xiao's mind than another followed.
No, that's not right. Five hundred men attacked at once. They were clearly targeting him, Huang Xiao thought.
That was even more than had attacked him earlier, and even more outrageous. Five hundred men firing a volley at one person-what could that be if not a targeted attack?
Earlier, he had thought the Heavenly Sword Sect was targeting him, having the Alliance Guards single him out in secret. Now it seemed he was not the only target.
They certainly had some nerve, targeting someone from the Heavenly Demon Hall. Weren't they afraid of retaliation?
But Huang Xiao did not dwell on it any longer and quickly left.
The five hundred Imperial Palace Guards and five hundred Alliance Guards did not pursue them the entire way. They chased them for only about fifty li before returning to the Imperial City.
Yet that fifty-li pursuit still inflicted heavy casualties on the Ranking Contest participants.
In the end, only a little over eight hundred reached Dragon Mountain Camp.
That was not to say all those five