"Go on, run! Let's see how far you can go! You think you can escape after killing one of my men?"
Riding on top of the ferocious-looking bull monster was a big-eyed, bushy-eyebrowed young man dressed in highly exquisite garments. At the moment, he was laughing coldly with an unbearably smug look on his face. Although he wasn't particularly good-looking, his attitude sure was bigger than the average guy.
With a single glance, one could tell that he was different from your everyday cultivator. Miao Yi turned to Yan Beihong and transmitted his voice, asking, "He's Yun Feiyang?"
With a grave expression, Yan Beihong slowly nodded.
With furrowed brows, Miao Yi asked, "Didn't you say they were coming from the north? How did they manage to show up from the south and cut off our escape?"