"Trying to run now? It's too late."
Fang Han's voice was calm and steady, yet it carried an undeniable finality.
He executed the Wind and Cloud Escape again, his body transforming into a pale green streak of light. He caught up to the frantically fleeing Gao Xiao in an instant.
Hearing the sudden rush of wind behind him, Gao Xiao was scared out of his wits. He swung his blade backward in a desperate attempt to hinder Fang Han's pursuit.
But this hasty slash was completely without form, riddled with openings.
Fang Han didn't even bother with any exquisite Sword Techniques. He simply executed a straightforward thrust.
The Cloud Splitting Sword struck like a viper, faster than thought, and landed with pinpoint accuracy on the weak point of Gao Xiao's scimitar's spine.
"CLANG!"
A crisp ring!
Gao Xiao felt an irresistible force travel up the blade, and his entire arm instantly went numb.
