"Has that kid finally stopped chasing us?"
Using Thunder Power to escape nearly a hundred feet away, Chu Xun didn't notice any movement from the youth behind him. He was very confident in his method of escape.
At such a speed, he believed that even the assassins of the Killing Heart Sect, who excelled in movement techniques, might not be able to catch up with him.
Swiss!
However, just as Chu Xun's mumbling faded, he suddenly heard a faint sound, followed by a cool sensation at his back. In that moment, he didn't feel the slightest bit of pain.
"This... this... I... I..."
Chu Xun's forward rushing body suddenly froze, and in the transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness, it seemed to only take a moment. His face showed utter disbelief as his head drooped slightly.
It was unclear whether Chu Xun's action of lowering his head was instinctive or due to some subconscious reason, but his now dim eyes finally saw the tip of a strange sword emerging from his chest.
