The Yin-Yang Blade Saint almost didn't say a word and turned around to flee!
All thoughts in his mind were cast aside at this moment, with not a trace daring to remain.
Waiting for Su Han's Blazing Wine time to pass and then facing him in battle—it's all nonsense!!!
"Damn it... damn it!!!"
While fleeing, the Yin-Yang Blade Saint roared in his heart: "How is his battle power still increasing! What means does he actually possess!!!"
"Why didn't he use these means during the battle earlier? Is it hidden? Is he so confident?"
"If he had used these means earlier, it would have been included in my calculations. How could I have come without being able to resist these means!!!"
"Shoo!"
His speed reached its peak, crossing countless distances in an instant.
But at this moment——
"You can't escape."
A chilling voice suddenly came from behind.
"I can... I can!!!" The Yin-Yang Blade Saint roared.
"Stop!"
