"Run? Can you escape? Even if I have to chase you to the doorstep of your Sect, I must strike you down this time! Yes, run faster!"
"Simply arrogant! Outrageous! Does our Sky Sword Sect look weak because we didn't retaliate harshly? I have informed my Master, prepare to die!"
"Haha, prepare to die? Since I dared to strike, why would I fear death? Regardless of life or death, you are the one who will die for sure!"
The two were locked in pursuit and escape, yet the disciple from the Heavenly Gate was toying with his prey like a cat with a mouse, not rushing the chase, merely following along leisurely.
It seemed he wanted to wait until Chen Changyou saw a glimmer of hope, showed joy, then deliver a fatal blow.
"Yuan Xiaofeng, you—Junior Brother Zhou Yan? Run quickly!"
Chen Changyou suddenly saw Zhou Yan flying on his sword, initially elated, his expression quickly shifted dramatically, immediately exclaiming in alarm.
