"I'm safe." Seeing that he had finally put enough distance between himself and Lu Qingshan, Bei Feng, who was extremely tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Two hundred and ten miles, absolutely safe distance.
But just then, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief and horror.
Because behind him, the nightmare-like sound of the flying sword's thunderous roar echoed once again.
Bei Feng glanced back, a green sword light clearly revealed, speeding towards him.
"How is this possible?" He was utterly shocked.
"Could it be that Lu Qingshan chose to pursue me in this direction?"
But now the surface of the sea was clear, without the slightest obstacle, he looked around and couldn't see any trace of Lu Qingshan.
"Fight!" But now was not the time to think too much about the reasons; the crisis was undeniable. His heart was bitter, and spiritual light once again bloomed above his Nascent Soul.
Bei Feng used the secret technique to escape a second time!
