"Let's escape first."
As Yu Daohan finished speaking, he kicked the sand on the ground.
The rising sand obscured the eyes of the foremost pursuers. Yu Daohan looked at Shi Bingzhi beside him and said, "Let's go!"
Shi Bingzhi nodded, and the two quickly ran out of the barbed wire and sped away.
After they were a hundred meters away from the barbed wire, Yu Daohan suddenly braked and stopped.
Seeing this, Shi Bingzhi also stopped, glanced back at the pursuers, and then turned back, anxiously asking, "Master Yu, what's wrong?"
"Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier and more wronged I feel, damn it!"
Without another word, Yu Daohan immediately changed direction and chased after the two masked men in black.
Shi Bingzhi was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and followed.
Yu Daohan looked at the tea plantation ahead, which had already disappeared from view, and his pace quickened.
Shi Bingzhi also kept pace, asking, "Master Yu, can you still catch them?"
Yu Daohan grinned confidently, "Yes, I'm a Black List expert. If I can't even catch them, then I'd be a laughingstock."
Shi Bingzhi nodded. It was fortunate that he had dodged in time during that sword strike, otherwise, he would have been dead by now.
Yu Daohan weaved through the tea trees at an extremely fast pace, making it difficult even for Shi Bingzhi to keep up.
Shi Bingzhi's expression was slightly grim.
As expected, Master Yu and he were no longer on the same level.
Yu Daohan looked at the two fleeing figures ahead, a signature wicked smile on his face.
"I see them!"
Shi Bingzhi also looked ahead and saw two figures running desperately.
"Old Shi, these two are decisive in their moves. They are experienced veterans of the martial world," Yu Daohan reminded him.
Shi Bingzhi nodded, "Understood."
Ahead, the masked man glanced at Yu Daohan and the other pursuing them, then looked at his companion and said, "They're following us, what should we do?"
The companion looked back and cursed, "Damn it, is it necessary? I just cut you with a sword."
Seeing that the two ahead had no intention of stopping, Yu Daohan stopped and stomped on the ground, shouting, "Stop right there!"
Countless green threads emerged from the ground and shot towards the two figures ahead, sliding along the ground.
The green threads moved extremely fast, reaching the two in the blink of an eye.
The masked man was the first to notice the green threads, but it was too late to dodge.
Seeing this, his companion pushed the masked man while stepping to the left to dodge.
The green threads shot forward, entangled with the tea trees ahead, blocking the path.
"What is this!"
The masked man's expression became serious, not daring to touch these things.
Yu Daohan approached within five meters of the two and said slowly, "Gentlemen, stop running. Take off your black cloths. I want to see who you are."
Shi Bingzhi, on the other hand, had already drawn the cleaver from his waist, ready for battle.
Since both sides were masked, their faces were not visible.
The masked man in black looked at his companion and whispered, "What do we do now?"
The companion paid little attention to Shi Bingzhi, but kept sizing up Yu Daohan, whispering, "I'll deal with the one who's talking, you handle the one next to him."
The masked man nodded, and the two simultaneously drew their daggers and attacked.
"Master Yu, you deal with..."
Before Shi Bingzhi could finish speaking, Yu Daohan interrupted, "No, it seems they have already chosen their opponents."
As he finished speaking, Yu Daohan drew the Kang Long Jian from his back and charged forward.
Seeing this, Shi Bingzhi gripped his cleaver and followed closely.
Yu Daohan was the first to clash with the masked man charging ahead.
*Clang—*
In the instant of their clash, the masked man's expression changed drastically. He was sent flying back by the terrifying impact.
He retreated a full three meters.
"What terrifying strength!"
The masked man's face was contorted with surprise and grimness.
This level of strength was comparable to that of the Left Emissary.
Could this person be a Black List expert?
Seeing this, the companion tried to help, but was blocked by Shi Bingzhi's swinging cleaver.
"Oh, you've got some skill."
Yu Daohan was slightly surprised.
The strike he just delivered carried the full force of a Black List expert.
Even a Heaven Rank expert might not have been able to block it.
However... this also showed that this guy had some skill, but not much.
Yu Daohan raised the Kang Long Jian again and struck.
Having witnessed Yu Daohan's terrifying strength, the masked man naturally dared not confront him head-on. He could only use the terrain to dodge and defend.
Yu Daohan saw through the man's intentions and increased the frequency and force of his Kang Long Jian strikes.
In the face of absolute power, any technique appeared pale and powerless.
After just over ten exchanges, the masked man's arm was already in excruciating pain, and his speed slowed down, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Who exactly is this guy?"
Yu Daohan was somewhat puzzled.
From his movements and weapon, he couldn't tell which sect he belonged to, but he was certain that his attacks were vicious.
Every move was aimed directly at vital points.
If they were of equal strength, he could indeed gain the upper hand with such fierce attacks.
At the same time, Shi Bingzhi was struggling.
Shi Bingzhi and his opponent were locked in a fierce battle, neither able to overcome the other.
After exchanging a blow, both retreated. Shi Bingzhi steadied himself, his expression slightly grim.
What sharp attacks! He had narrowly escaped a fatal blow several times.
In terms of pure strength, Shi Bingzhi had a slight advantage.
However, the opponent's vicious attacks had instantly leveled this small gap.
Shi Bingzhi, unwilling to accept defeat, swung his cleaver again.
Turning to the other side.
The masked man was already exhausted, at the end of his rope, and his dagger had been knocked away.
Yu Daohan seized the opportunity, closed in, raised his Kang Long Jian high, and then brought it down, aiming directly for the masked man's head.
Seeing the Kang Long Jian so close, the masked man did not hesitate and immediately dodged to the left.
Although he couldn't dodge this strike, it was better to take it on the shoulder than to have his head smashed to pieces.
*Bang!*
The Kang Long Jian struck heavily on his right shoulder.
*Crack—*
With the sound of bone breaking, the masked man's face instantly turned extremely grim. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but still used his last ounce of consciousness to retreat.
Yu Daohan narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold, "Good awareness, quick reflexes. Who exactly are you?"
After this blow, the bones in his right shoulder, and possibly his entire arm, were likely shattered.
Although it wasn't broken, it was as good as useless.
The masked man did not answer, but looked at the dagger on the ground.
At this distance, did he really have a chance?
Yu Daohan glanced casually at the dagger on the ground and sneered, "Stop struggling. At this distance, I can smash you to death with a single strike before you can even pick up the dagger!"