Upon seeing Su Yang's sword intent golden body dissipate, Wei Hua and Wei Chu felt their hearts sink!
The hope that had just been brought has turned to dust once again in this moment!
They were fully aware of just how powerful the phantom spirit before them truly was! Unless Su Yang himself came, they simply had no chance against it!
"Run!"
At this moment, Wei Hua was still somewhat sober. He shouted at Wei Chu and ran back.
Wei Chu had finally come to his senses. After all, Su Yang's appearance had lessened his fear, and now was the most clear-headed time for him. If he didn't escape now, when would he?
The two fled almost simultaneously, and being skilled martial artists, they were much faster than ordinary people in the mountains. However, the illusory spirit behind them would not let them go. With Su Yang's disappearance, the greatest threat had been eliminated, and its anger would naturally be directed at the two before it.
"Jie!!"
The phantom spirit let out a tearing, eerie cry, its speed making it seem as if it were in no one's territory in this mountain forest!
Even though the forest was deep and its massive body seemed somewhat hindered, it still charged forward recklessly, and even with the wounds from its previous battle with Su Yang, its speed remained exceptionally fast.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between them was getting closer and closer!
Wei Hua glanced back, a sense of unease rising in his heart.
Then, he looked at Wei Chu and said, "Split up and run. Whoever survives, go back and report the situation at Cuishan!"
Wei Chu seemed somewhat hesitant.
Wei Hua glanced back at Huan Ling, then shoved Wei Chu away with a palm strike: "Remember, if you survive, report back. It won't be a wasted sacrifice!"
After saying that, Wei Hua suddenly stopped, drew the spear from behind him and threw it directly at Huan Ling behind him!
The spear was hurled directly at the phantom spirit's eye, and the spirit, possessing some intelligence, quickly dodged it. The spear, however, didn't even scratch its skin!
Wei Hua raised a middle finger and sneered, "You idiot, come and chase your dad!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Hua started running wildly.
Huanling bared its teeth, becoming even more enraged under Wei Hua's provocation, and its speed even increased several notches!
At this moment, Wei Chu watched the scene unfold, feeling immense guilt. He knew that the moment Su Yang's golden sword intent dissipated, their chances of survival were virtually nil. However, they had to make a choice: to bring back what had happened on Green Mountain so that they could deal with this calamity in the future!
So many people have died or been injured; they must bring the message back!
Wei Chu stared in the direction where Huan Ling had disappeared, clenching his fists tightly: "I will definitely bring the message back!"
...
On the other side.
Wei Hua's nerves were on edge. He dared not be careless in the face of the phantom's speed, and he didn't understand why, but his mind was clearer than ever before. As he fled, he constantly dodged the phantom's attacks, trying to buy as much time as possible by using routes with boulders and narrow paths.
But this only buys a few more seconds.
No matter how huge and solid the boulder was, it was instantly turned into rubble and fell to the ground by the Phantom Spirit's claws that could cut through iron like mud, and it even almost injured him!
Without doing this, he couldn't even buy himself a few seconds.
The gap in strength!
Wei Hua had always thought himself quite strong; he could even smash a tree in half with a single punch! But now it seemed his pride and joy were utterly useless. Huan Ling was far stronger than him! The difference was like night and day!
Just as Wei Hua was slightly caught off guard, a piece of broken rock slammed heavily onto his back.
This blow, though seemingly insignificant, actually knocked him to the ground!
At the same time, the moment he fell to the ground, the phantom spirit arrived in the blink of an eye.
"It's over!"
Wei Hua felt a chill in his heart; he now had absolutely no way to escape.
But for some reason, he wasn't as afraid as before.
Perhaps it's because the message can be sent out, so even death has some purpose.
I can die without regrets!
Thinking of this, Wei Hua slowly closed his eyes, quietly awaiting death.
Bang!
Suddenly! A deafening explosion rang out, accompanied by a heart-shaking blast. The phantom spirit, who was right next to him, was sent flying more than a hundred feet away in that instant!
What's going on?
Upon hearing this voice, Wei Hua immediately opened his eyes.
At that moment, he saw a dark figure standing not far in front of him. The figure had its arms crossed over its chest, carried a black sword box on its back, and a golden light in its hand gradually dimmed.
The phantom spirit that should have been in front of him was sent flying far away!
Su Yang?!
Wei Hua looked at the young man in disbelief. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he remembered the sword box behind Su Yang.
Could it really be Su Yang? Is he dreaming?
"Brother Su Yang?" Wei Hua asked incredulously.
"Um."
Su Yang responded very softly.
It really is Su Yang!
Wei Hua's heart was filled with excitement, as if he had seen his most admired idol! However, he only noticed now that his legs had been hit by the rocks that Huan Ling had thrown down earlier. He hadn't felt anything before, but after resting for more than ten seconds, he suddenly felt a bit of pain, but he could still stand up without any problem.
Su Yang said calmly, "If there's nothing else, go down the mountain. Leave this to me."
Wei Hua seemed to want to say something, but in the end he nodded and said, "Okay."
At this moment, the phantom spirit shook its body in the distance. When it looked at Su Yang, the anger in its eyes intensified, and two rows of sharp fangs were clearly revealed.
Sudden!
At that moment, Huanling suddenly rushed out, its gaping maw almost swallowing Su Yang whole, and it bit down on Su Yang!
Wei Hua hadn't gone far when he saw this scene and felt somewhat worried.
Su Yang remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged.
"A trivial skill."
In an instant.
Four golden rays shot out from the sword box behind Su Yang! The clanging of the four flying swords resounded through the sky!
Fourfold Light and Shadow Sword!
In that instant, the four flying swords shattered the phantom spirit's body into pieces. The golden light pierced through every inch of its flesh, creating a terrifying aura that sent the surrounding vegetation and giant trees flying, leaving only a patch of earth and soil.
Upon seeing this, Wei Hua's jaw dropped, and he exclaimed, "So strong..."
However, Su Yang smiled dismissively: "Another illusion, how boring."
After saying that, Su Yang slowly raised one of his arms and made a grasping motion in the air to his right!
Click!
At this moment, the surrounding illusion could no longer withstand the powerful force brought by Su Yang, and this incredibly realistic space suddenly cracked open with a huge rift!
"break!"
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