Right when Situ Rong was complacent, the figure of Li Xianjun who’d smashed onto the ground at the side had suddenly shaken, and then he transformed into a blood red shadow that flashed towards the distance. In a mere moment, Li Xianjun had vanished from Situ Rong’s field of vision.

The complacent expression on Situ Rong’s face froze, and then it transformed into a savage expression instead. He hadn’t expected that Li Xianjun would actually still possess the strength to utilize a movement technique. If he knew this would happen, then he would have attacked as soon as he arrived here, and not waste his breath. Otherwise, he would be able to take revenge for the ear he lost!

Situ Rong took a deep breath and suppressed the resentment and rage in his heart, and then he turned to look at Murong Yao who supported herself on a tree. At this moment, Murong Yao was in a rather sorry state. Her countenance was ghastly pale while a wisp of bright red blood flowed from a corner of her mouth. Moreover, the clothes that covered her entire...