Monarch Night

Chapter 1594 - 10: Deadly Crisis [Double-Length] (Part 4)

Chapter 1594: Chapter 10: Deadly Crisis [Double-Length] (Part 4)

He continued to shout frantically.

Behind him, the mocking laughter came closer: "Just keep shouting, even if you scream yourself hoarse, no one will come to save you!"

The white-robed man’s speed increased, closing in within seven hundred feet of Fang Che!

"Bei Mingxin!"

Fang Che’s voice boomed like thunder, exploding in the high sky.

If Bei Mingxin were within a thousand miles, he would surely hear it.

But there was no response.

No reply was heard.

And the sword light from the white-robed man’s long sword flashed, closing in within six hundred feet, getting nearer!

"Bei Mingxin!"

Fang Che shouted with all his strength once more.

He spat blood again and employed the Blood Burning Skill once more, starting a full-out sprint.

Because when he shouted with all his might, it inevitably affected his speed!

Bei Mingxin couldn’t be summoned; if he kept shouting, he’d only slow his speed, allowing the enemy to catch up and easily capture him.

This barren wasteland was still two hundred miles from the Heishui River!

He might not be able to make it.

The white-robed man kept his mouth shut, eyes fixed on the fleeing Yemo, accelerating madly. Seeing the kid spit blood again and use the Blood Burning Skill once more, he felt his chest almost explode with anger.

Crossing this eight-hundred-mile isolation zone would lead to the Forbidden territory.

Yemo, you’re cruel!

Even if it means draining your blood, you’ll fight to reach the Forbidden territory, provoke the Demon Beast, and perish with me!

You’re harmful without benefit!

How can people from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect have such a damn temperament!

"Yemo! You think you can escape?!"

The white-robed man shouted angrily.

Calculating his speed, he could catch up to Yemo before he reached the river ahead.

With a flick of the sword, he could incapacitate this guy!

Run if you can!

The white-robed man already hated Fang Che intensely.

He’d made up his mind: Once I capture him, I’ll torture him, let him suffer all the world’s hardships before dying!

Damn bastard! Intent on killing me!

Seventy miles from Heishui River.

Fang Che felt his vision darkening.

The pursuer closed in within three hundred feet.

He felt his body surging with blood and energy, heart almost bursting.

He knew clearly: Using the Blood Burning Skill one more time would be the end for him.

A person shouldn’t use it more than five times a day.

The day had rest periods.

Yet he used it six times non-stop at top speed while fleeing!

Using it again might leave an irreparable trauma to the Origin, impossible to heal in a lifetime.

But having fled this far already aligned with Fang Che’s worst plan.

"Little Jiao! It’s your turn!"

Fang Che flew ahead swiftly, Body and Sword as One.

Throughout this short-lived escape, he swallowed seven Heavenly King Pills; swallowing another along with a Dan Yun Divine Pill, he felt a surge in spirit, slightly increasing his speed, desperately fleeing.

White-robed man closed in within two hundred feet, seeing Fang Che’s speed slow, he felt delighted!

This bastard still can’t make it to the Forbidden territory before his energy runs dry!

If so, I face no danger.

As he pondered.

Suddenly, BOOM, Hei Wu filled the sky, like Ghost Gate suddenly opened before him.

Thunderous rumbling.

Countless Fierce Ghost Skulls materialized from the mist, attacking him en masse.

In an instant, they swarmed him, biting madly.

White-robed man was nearly scared out of his wits.

What is going on?

He knew there were many dead here, but never heard of real ghosts.

He roared, Jin Guang sparkling on his body, all Spiritual Energy used for protection, his sword became a light circle shielding him in the Hei Wu.

A Thousand-Pound Fall.

Thump, thump, thump... countless skull heads were slapped away, turning black smoke.

But his speed finally halted.

The Hei Wu vanished instantly.

The white-robed man’s body floated to the ground.

Just seeing Fang Che, who had barely flown over the Heishui River, seemed exhausted, screamed mournfully, falling from the sky with a splash into the abyssal Heishui River.

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