Huo Lian and the others had originally pinned their hopes of dealing with Kui Yong on Huang Xiao.
Now that Huang Xiao was dead, their hopes of dealing with Kui Yong were almost nonexistent.
All he could probably hope for now was that reforging the Minghong Saber would succeed and that it could take him back to the Central Plains.
That should be the only way to escape Kui Yong's pursuit.
"Die!" Huo Lian roared, preparing to charge over and tear Feng He into ten thousand pieces.
"Hm?" Before Huo Lian could charge out, he felt his Divine Sense shudder.
"How dare you! You're trying to attack me with Divine Sense?" Huo Lian bellowed furiously.
Huo Lian had not expected Feng He to be so audacious as to try to kill him as well.
But if Feng He wanted to survive, he probably had no choice but to defeat him, or even kill him.
Otherwise, he would never escape the palm of his hand.
Huo Lian's Divine Sense immediately launched a counterattack.
His Divine Sense was also powerful, and it immediately drove Feng He's Divine Sense back.
With a cry, Feng He let out another agonized scream.
"How is your Divine Sense so powerful?" Feng He asked weakly, gasping for breath.
Feng He had staked everything on this attempt.
He knew his chances of success were slim, but there was still a tiny possibility.
If he did not do this, he would truly fall under Huo Lian and Huang Xiao's control.
His sneak attack had instantly shattered Huang Xiao's Divine Sense, so he had wanted to press his advantage and use it against Huo Lian.
Only this time, he had failed.
He had not expected Huo Lian's Divine Sense to be so powerful. Although it was still inferior to his