Li Xiaoqiang held Shu Yun's waist, piloting the flying sword rapidly through the sky. Shu Yun felt the aura emanating from Li Xiaoqiang, and her heart raced, coupled with his masculine scent, her mind went blank. She suddenly recalled this man's lecherous behavior.
Summoning her courage, Shu Yun slightly raised her head, stared at Li Xiaoqiang's profile, and said, "Li Xiaoqiang, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's divine sense is on Wen Shihao, he's relentlessly pursuing us. Can we escape his grasp?"
Li Xiaoqiang took a deep breath at these words and whispered, "We'll have to leave it to fate!"
At that moment, a dangerous aura suddenly emanated from behind them. Li Xiaoqiang quickly turned his head, only to see a massive fist charging at them once more, sending chills through his entire body.
"Boom!"
Li Xiaoqiang and Shu Yun's bodies trembled in the void, both spitting out a mouthful of blood, yet their speed didn't slow.
