Joy

On the other side, Zhou Yun and Qiao'er were laughing as they ran. Their laughter was so loud that it reached the ears of Meng Fei'ang and the others. They gritted their teeth and glared at Zhou Yun and Qiao'er.

"Zhou Yun, you must die today!"

Meng Fei'ang ordered as he saw that Zhou Yun and the others seemed to have reached some sort of balance. Although they could see Zhou Yun's figure, they couldn't catch up to him.

"Let's keep going, everyone. If you have any speed-increasing magical items or talismans, just use them. We must catch up to them!"

The inner sect disciples looked pained when they heard Meng Fei'ang's words. When they were fighting the late of foundation establishment spiritual beast, they had used up all their offensive magical items and spiritual Qi replenishing pills. Now they had to use their speed magical items. This time, not only did they not get anything from the secret realm, but they had also used up all their resources.

However, even though everyone had this thought, they still sent out their magic treasures and speed talismans. They had no complaints about their senior brother, so they could only vent all their anger on Zhou Yun.

After everyone used their speed-type magical items, their flying speed immediately increased by a large amount. In a few seconds, they were getting closer to Zhou Yun. They could already see Zhou Yun clearly from their initial blurry vision.

Seeing this scene, the heartache in everyone's eyes disappeared, and they all revealed looks of joy.

"We're getting closer, we'll catch up soon. "

Zhou Yun, who was in front of the crowd, could also feel the increase in the speed of the inner sect disciples behind him. He hurriedly increased his speed to the limit. The moment he increased his speed, Zhou Yun immediately felt the spiritual Qi in his body depleting at an accelerated rate, as if it would be used up in the next moment.

As Zhou Yun's speed increased, the distance between them widened again. Meng Fei'ang and the others chased after Zhou Yun, maintaining the previous balance.

"Zhou Yun won't be able to hold on for long. Using the talismans will consume less of our spiritual Qi, but he will consume more. As long as we can hold on, it won't be long before Zhou Yun's spiritual Qi is exhausted!"

Meng Fei'ang cheered everyone up again, but he was telling the truth. They were using speed talismans to catch up. They only needed to inject a small amount of spiritual Qi to burst out with amazing speed. Although they were still far away from Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun used his own spiritual power to increase his speed, which consumed a lot of spiritual power. He was bound to not be able to last long.

After Meng Fei'ang finished speaking, the group of inner sect disciples showed a trace of joy on their faces, as if victory was right in front of them. In fact, after going through so many battles, their spiritual Qi had almost been exhausted. If it were not for these speed items, they would have been left behind by Zhou Yun. But after Meng Fei'ang's encouragement, they all gritted their teeth and kept on going.

In a short while, Zhou Yun's speed had also slowed down. The spiritual Qi in his body had almost been exhausted.

After all, he had used his own spiritual Qi to increase his speed, while the group of inner sect disciples behind him had used speed talismans. In comparison, he needed to consume much more spiritual Qi.

Seeing Zhou Yun slow down, Meng Fei'ang quickly ordered everyone to speed up and catch up.

In just a few moments, Zhou Yun had been caught up. Sensing that the inner sect disciples had caught up to them, Zhou Yun brought Qiao'er to a stop. After the two of them stopped, they immediately took a few spirit Qi replenishing pills.

"What do we do?" Qiao'er looked at Zhou Yun with worry.

"Don't worry, there will be a way!"

Hearing Zhou Yun's words, Qiao'er's small hand merely grabbed Zhou Yun's. "Why don't you leave first and I'll cover you? You're their target, so they won't do anything to me!"

Looking at Qiao'er's reddened eyes, Zhou Yun suddenly recalled what the group of inner sect disciples had said to him when he was saving Qiao'er, and he immediately refused. "No need, we'll leave together later. Trust me, I have a way!"

While the two were talking, Meng Fei'ang and the others were already 10 meters away from them.

"Zhou Yun, hand over that drop of Spirit-cleansing Liquid. It's impossible for you to leave the secret realm with it! There's no need for us to become enemies because of this drop of Spirit-cleansing Liquid. What do you think? As long as you hand it over, all the grudges between us will be written off. We can even become friends, brothers, and manage the inner disciples together. Isn't that better?"

Zhou Yun listened to Meng Fei'ang's words while staring at the inner sect disciples behind him. When he saw the speed talismans on their legs, Zhou Yun's eyes lit up and his mouth curved up.

He already knew that with his speed, he would be caught up by this group of inner sect disciples sooner or later. After all, he was only at the tenth layer of the Qi cultivation stage, and the total amount of spiritual Qi he had couldn't be as much as the foundation establishment stage.

However, after so many battles, this group of inner sect disciples did not have much spiritual Qi left in their bodies. After such a comparison, both sides were equal.

If that was all, he still wouldn't be able to shake off this group of people. He couldn't possibly keep running, right? They would have to leave the secret realm eventually.

Therefore, he was waiting. He was waiting for the group of inner sect disciples to use their speed-increasing magical items. He was waiting for their speed talismans to run out. If he used the speed talisman again at this time, they would not be able to catch up.

Meng Fei'ang saw the smile on Zhou Yun's face and thought that he was tempted. "As long as you hand over the Spirit-cleansing Liquid, I can use other cultivation resources to exchange for it!"

"Hahaha!" Zhou Yun laughed at Meng Fei'ang's words and then mocked him. "Give you the Spirit-cleansing Liquid? In your f*cking dreams!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Yun stuffed the entire bottle of Spirit-cleansing Liquid into Qiao'er's mouth. Then, he raised his magical item and waved it in front of him. A sword light carrying the Setting Sun Sword Intent immediately flew toward Meng Fei'ang and the others.

After all this was done, Zhou Yun took out a few speed talismans and stuck them on himself and Qiao'er's bodies. "Do you think that all the pills I've refined during this period of time were for nothing?"

After saying that, Zhou Yun held Qiao'er's hand and rose into the air. The two of them shot out like supersonic planes. A second later, a sonic boom reached everyone's ears. It was obvious that the two of them were flying at a speed that far exceeded the speed of sound.

The inner sect disciples looked in shock at the Zhou Yun and Qiao'er who were gradually disappearing. They were once again stunned.

How could they chase him?

Because they had desperately chased after them just now, the spiritual Qi in their bodies had basically been exhausted. It was impossible to catch up with them, not to mention that the two of them were flying at supersonic speed. They might not even be able to find them now.

Meng Fei'ang spat out a mouthful of blood as he watched the two escape again. He stared at the sky in grief and anger. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart after experiencing two highs and lows in a row.

"Zhou Yun, I will kill you in this life!"