Swish... Swish... Swish...
In just a moment, Xiao Yi had traversed several hundred miles, completely distancing himself from Zhuo Wanzong and the others.
"Not good, damn it." Zhuo Wanzong's expression changed.
Just as he was about to speed up his pursuit, two thousand sword shadows came at him intricately.
In an instant, Zhuo Wanzong felt immense pressure, having to focus all his efforts on defense, let alone catching up with Xiao Yi.
"Damn it, he got away." Zhuo Wanzong's face was filled with anger.
"Lin Zifeng, if it weren't for your tangled words, this little thief wouldn't have escaped."
"Once we're out of here, don't expect me to let it go."
"Oh? Let it go?" Lin Zifeng sneered, "Perhaps it's me who will settle the score with you?"
"Again, put away your schemes."
"Your little tricks are nothing but a joke in front of Senior Brother Xiao Yi."
"You..." Zhuo Wanzong gritted his teeth, "Hmph, even without mentioning Xiao Yi, what qualifies you to settle a score with me?"
