After Jiang Feng stabilized his body, he shouted, "Chase! We can't let them get away." Everyone immediately chased in the direction the man in black fled.
Suddenly Jiang Feng shouted, "Come back to me!"
Then Jiang Feng quickly gathered everyone into the space, and ran away at full speed.
Just a moment after Jiang Feng left, the man in black who had escaped appeared here with three monks.
An old man in a black robe said: "Master, that kid can't run far"
The leader of the Killing Hall, Lou Lan, stood in the center. She looked no more than forty years old, her tight black dress framing her graceful yet slender figure. Her face was stern, her narrow eyes brimming with murderous intent, as if their gaze could penetrate the mist and lock onto its prey. Beneath her high nose, her lips were pressed into a cold line. Her dark hair was casually tied up, a few strands falling around her fair neck, yet this did not diminish her majesty.
No one would have thought that the famous leader of the Killing Hall was actually a woman.
She crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, looked at the direction where Jiang Feng fled, and snorted coldly: "Humph, it's not that easy to slip away from me."
The three people around her bowed their heads respectfully, not daring to breathe. Lou Lan emanated a powerful aura, and the air around them seemed to freeze. The breeze ruffled the corners of her clothes, and her fluttering sleeves made her look even more cold and ruthless. Then, she gently took a step forward, each step feeling like it was stepping on people's hearts, and the sound was particularly clear in the silent environment.
She took out a mysterious compass, and continuously injected spiritual energy into her hands. After a moment, she smiled slightly.
Then she took three monks and slowly chased in the direction where Jiang Feng disappeared.
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