Two ghosts passed through the city beneath the pitch-black night sky. The wailing sound of the one moving rapidly was like the Gui Ku. Soon, it reached the edge of the city. Ye Fengsheng quickened his pace. After a while, when he came to Pei Lian, he didn't give the other party any chance to react or breathe. Just a step away with his raised leg, Dundun's figure kicked into the deep mountains at the foot of the mountain to escape steadily.
It was like a sharp arrow.
With a loud "bang," Pei Lian, kicked by Ye Fengsheng, set off a huge wave of rocks in the mountain. As the dust flew, the young man in the sky slowly fell. He walked up to the person beside him, who was shooting, and gently stepped on the person's wrist with his foot.
"Can you escape?"
Pei Lian struggled to retrieve his arm from Ye Fengsheng's foot. However, Ye Fengsheng was very powerful. No matter how he moved, his body's aura had been fully released, and his wrist was bleeding, but he still failed.
