The people from the Chu Xiong Meeting turned and fled towards the canyon's exterior...
Since this group had now become desperate fugitives, their methods had grown even crueler, and the onlookers dared not to block them, instead giving way and creating a clear path for their escape.
Li Xiaoqiang's figure turned into an afterimage on the spot, his Ice Blade scraping against the ground as it passed, emitting a grating noise.
Li Xiaoqiang, deemed by the Spiritual Space as the King of Speed, had no equal in terms of velocity here, and in the blink of an eye, he was already behind the fleeing members of the Chu Xiong Meeting.
Li Xiaoqiang gripped the Ice Blade with both hands.
He swung it directly downwards.
Ah.