Whatever happened, he had to seize this moment to inflict serious injuries on Kui Yong. That was Huo Lian's thinking.
Only then could he buy more time and opportunities for his side.
Huo Lian gave Kui Yong no chance to catch his breath. His right hand gripped the hilt of the Imitation Saber tightly, and the aura on its blade had not weakened in the slightest, remaining powerful and fierce.
When Huo Lian charged at Kui Yong, Kui Yong's expression turned cold.
But he did not meet Huo Lian head-on. This time, he dodged.
"Kui Yong, who would have thought that the mighty Number One Under Heaven would run away?" Huo Lian laughed loudly.
As he laughed, he wielded the Imitation Saber and attacked Kui Yong madly.
Kui Yong did not block any of his attacks.
"Is he trying to stall for time?" Huang Xiao froze.
He had not expected Kui Yong to resort to such methods.
This was utterly unbecoming of his status as the First Demon Hall Master.
Huo Lian realized this too and could not help shouting, "Kui Yong, is this all you're capable of?"
"Hmph, Huo Lian, do you think you can act so arrogantly just because you've gained this little bit of strength?" Kui Yong sneered coldly. "Say that again when you have this strength without using a forbidden art."
Kui Yong continued dodging.
Huo Lian's heart sank.
He knew Kui Yong really did intend to wear him down like this.
"Kui Yong, I don't believe you can maintain that state for long either. Then let's see which of us gives out first," Huo Lian said coldly.
Kui Yong was slightly startled inwardly. He, too, was currently wielding strength beyond what his present condition allowed.
He could not keep this up for long either. It