Lu Youchao's entire body shuddered and he turned his head to look over.
Under the faint moonlight, Fang Yu, holding a slender short sword, pursued at a speed akin to the wind.
The moment Fang Yu noticed Lu Youchao, he grasped the Mandala petals...
A master of the Martial Arts Sixth Layer Middle Stage was by no means comparable to those at the Martial Arts Third Layer who were the Hidden Dragon Guards.
Therefore, Fang Yu directly brandished his weapon—the Death God.
Whooosh!
Lu Youchao leaped out of the courtyard.
"Think you can chase me?"
Lu Youchao snorted coldly; inner strength bursting forth, he stamped his feet on the ground and dashed away.
He knew he might not be a match, but as a master of the Martial Arts Sixth Layer, escaping would certainly not be an issue. Even faced with someone from the Seventh Layer, he would still have a slim chance of slipping away.
So, seeing the target pursuing him,
He was confident about escaping.
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