"Fuck!"
"Get out of the way!"
Huang Donglai and Sun Yixie were not the kind who sat around waiting for death. As soon as they saw the situation, they reacted quickly and turned to run towards an area with lower terrain.
Just like when they ran over previously, Huang Donglai was again leading the way, pulling Sun Yixie by the hand. Only in this way could Sun Yixie, whose Qinggong was weaker, barely keep up with him.
"Don't let them get away!"
"I recognize them! They are Dong Xie West Poison!"
"Damn it! I heard that Huang kid liked to do this, but I didn't expect that today he would dare to pull such a dirty trick on our fellow Martial Arts members!"
"Kill them—"
The several hundred guests who had come for the duel all had red eyes and rushed forward frantically.
But the more they did this, the less they could catch up.
