Zhang Yan was beaten far away and the Elder Feng sneered to Zhang Yan with his hands on his back, "Arrogant bumpkin! You were lucky I couldn't kill you last time. But today, I won't let you go!"

"You dared to kill my grandson and you go to the hell to confess to him now!" He, once again, palmed to Zhang Yan.

Surprisingly, the weak Zhang Yan jumped up from the ground with much stronger imposing manner than just now. He performed the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword to the extreme again and stabbed a blood-red sword light toward the Elder Feng. The abrupt change shocked the Elder Feng. He never expected the Zhang Yan, who was seriously injured, would come to energy and attack himself again.

With higher cultivation as well as more battle experience, however, not panic, he uttered with a cold smile instead, "Over-confident!"

He withdrew the palm and turned to defend. After all, Zhang Yan applied the strongest sword skill of Qingyuan School whose power was seen by himhis grandson Feng Yuan was killed under this skill. Daring not to be careless, the Elder Feng shaped a spiritual shield and caught Zhang Yan's sword with his hands.

Though a maximum-power attack, it was settled by the Elder Feng quite easily. Like a stone thrown into the big sea, the sword light disappeared completely at once.

But Zhang Yan did not disappoint, instead, a smile emerged on his mouth, as if it was a part of his plan! The Elder Feng shook his head, "How dare you, a Xiantian-level warrior, dare to attack me?! Arrogant!"

When he finished his words, he realized that though he had solved Zhang Yan's sword, Zhang Yan was now so close to him. Zhang Yan clenched his fist and punched on the Elder Feng's chest thought his body energy. No time for the Elder Feng to dodge, he could only transport his spiritual energy in front of himself to defend. Unworried, he thought Zhang Yan was unable to break his defense without the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword.

When the punch hit on his body, he got stunned. A hugely heavy force, containing not only the spiritual energy but the body energy, was produced by Zhang Yan's punch. The Elder Feng gave a chocked cry and took two steps backwards.

He looked at Zhang Yan in shock, "You cultivate body meanwhile!? And your body energy was much more powerful than your spiritual energy!"

Zhang Yan responded with a hum, "There are still too much you don't know about me! It's not as easy as you think to seize me." He turned around and began to ran. He knew that he was not an opponent of the Elder Feng. Even if he used his final resort, he could barely tie with Su Jiang. If the Elder Feng took him seriously, he was unable to fend off even one attack from the Elder Feng. The Elder Feng wanted to seize Zhang Yan alive, so he just use part of his energy on the palm, which was resistable by normal Xiantian-level warriors.

But Zhang Yan's body was much stronger than the normal ones, so that the palm from the Elder Feng did not cause substantial harm to his body. He pretended to be seriously injured to exchange the opportunity of a sneak attack with all his force. However, the Elder Feng was only slightly injured. Zhang Yan saw the horror energy of the Elder Feng, so he began to escape.

He displayed the Qingyun Step to extreme with a similar-to-flying speed in the forest. But not far away, he was chased up by the Elder Feng.

"I have underestimated you just now. But this time you can't run away. Or I will kill myself." The Elder Feng sneered, "Be ready to die!"

A powerful killing message suddenly locked Zhang Yan. It became more and more powerful and suppressed Zhang Yan tightly.

The Elder Feng was now revealing his real strength. Zhang Yan could only turned the Asura Change on to offset the pressure and continued to run.

A cruel smile climbed on the Elder Feng's face. He regarded Zhang Yan as the dead prey to be at the last struggle, and himself the hunting beast. In a blink, he disappeared, bounced at the branches on the trees and arrived at Zhang Yan, followed with a palm on Zhang Yan's back.

To survive, Zhang Yan could only accept the palm. He snorted and speeded up with the force of the Elder Feng.

The Elder Feng did not expect Zhang Yan could endure his palm and muttered in surprise, "His body was indeed strong. And I want to see you can hold how many my strokes!"

All of a sudden, Su Jiang barred Zhang Yan's way ahead with the bloody infirm Fatty in his hand. He stared at Zhang Yan in smug, "I've told you that you can't escape from here! Our people are everywhere within the area of ten square miles. You are going to die here all, today!"

Zhang Yan stopped running and vomited blood under the serious injury caused by the Elder Feng's palm. The survival desire kept him enduring his pain to run. But now, he felt heartbreak to see the almost-dying Fatty.

"Boss, ignore me! Run!" The weak Fatty barely opened his eyes and shouted with his last strength.

Zhang Yan shook his head, "No, I have to go together! I will definitely take you out of here! Hold on!"