Zhang Qingfeng suddenly burst forth, seizing the opportunity to counterattack while holding Qing Yu off guard. He spared no effort in his inner strength, even using his injured right hand, and chased after Qing Yu with a flurry of strikes.
Qing Yu was caught off guard and was struck on the right arm and shoulder, his sword sent flying.
"Not good, I was still too careless."
Qing Yu's combat experience seemed somewhat lacking, and Zhang Qingfeng had seized the chance.
Unexpectedly, after sending the sword flying, Zhang Qingfeng did not follow up his advantage with pursuit but instead turned and fled.
Qing Yu shouted, "The effects of the elixir are passing, he's trying to escape!"
True enough, as soon as Zhang Qingfeng had run a short distance, his speed noticeably decreased, and his breath was no longer as powerful, rapidly diminishing.