Xue Wuxin felt indignant, unwilling, and stifled, but he knew he couldn't continue fighting. Otherwise, he would surely be the one to die from exhaustion!
"Recover from the injuries, regain all my strength, and then I'll take his little life!"
Xue Wuxin glared viciously at Xu Yan below.
"The consumption was too great, go to the nearby city for a blood sacrifice to recover!"
Xue Wuxin thought to himself.
After one slash, he flew straight away from the battlefield.
"Don't go! Keep it going!"
Xu Yan hurriedly chased on the ground; he hadn't had enough of the fight yet.
The more he fought, the more insights he gained, and he suddenly realized that martial artists must fight.
A martial artist who doesn't know how to fight has no future.
"That's Cloud Mountain County, why is he going there? My master is in Cloud Mountain County."
Xu Yan watched as Xue Wuxin's figure disappeared at the edge of his line of sight, puzzled.