Sun Enyang was already in the Iron Plank Bridge posture, seemingly unable to dodge any further.
However, a master is a master. At this moment, Sun Enyang tapped the ground with his toes, incredibly sliding backward while maintaining that posture. At the same time, he waved his arms, already using his sleeves to block the silver needles that were right in front of him.
"Go!" Song Xiaodong shouted, pulling Chu Xianling's arm and charging into the forest.
Sun Enyang stood upright and saw Song Xiaodong and Chu Xianling dash into the forest, letting out a cold laugh before pursuing them.
Song Xiaodong and Chu Xianling's movement techniques were extremely fast, but Sun Enyang's movements were even faster. Within a few minutes, the distance between the three was reduced to just over ten meters.
"Kid, if you think you can escape, there's no way." Sun Enyang coldly shouted from behind.
Song Xiaodong snorted and said, "Then you just keep chasing."
