"Chu Ming escaped?"
Ning Yijian frowned, but wasn't too suspicious. If it were him, facing a Lower Tier Demon Saint and unable to match its power, he would probably run instantly too!
However, with Chu Ming's escape, he left the main group; the Eye of the Storm is vast and boundless, making the chance to strike and kill Chu Ming very slim!
"Hmph, demons run rampant in the Eye of the Storm. With the presence of Demon Saints, perhaps I don't need to act and Chu Ming will be devoured by these Demon Saints, not even leaving a speck behind!"
Ning Yijian thought to himself, the Sword Aura in his hand flying without restraint, transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang mystical light that instantly engulfed two Lower Tier Demon Saints!
Thud, thud, thud...
The hard armor on the Lower Tier Demon Saints couldn't withstand the sharp Sword Aura in his hand. Instantly, the two Lower Tier Demon Saints were riddled with scars!
...
"Chu Ming, that Lower Tier Demon Saint is chasing us!"
