The speed of a four meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator on his flying sword was astonishing once he released his spirit energy.
The wind howled in his ears as the blood-robed youth rode his white bone staff, chasing after Su Zimo who was running away in the distance.
A few seconds later, the blood-robed youth realized to his shock that despite his terrifying speed, he could not catch up to Su Zimo who was sprinting on the ground!
Even if he used all his strength, it was useless.
At most, he could only ensure that Su Zimo could not shake him off.
"This guy's physique is actually so strong that he possesses such burst power?"
The blood-robed youth's evaluation of Su Zimo was already very high.
But now, he realized that he had still underestimated this person.