"Whoosh..."
"Whoosh..."
High above the sky.
Two figures streaked toward the distant horizon like lightning, moving at the speed of a sonic boom.
One in front, one behind.
The figure in front looked a little worse for wear.
Behind Bi Fan.
Qu Zhenhong sneered. "The young brat has a few wits, but not many."
"How dare you venture deep into Devil Race territory all alone?"
"Did you really think my Devil Race had no one?"
Qu Zhenhong said Bi Fan had some wits because not long ago, Bi Fan had seemed ready to fight him to the death, but had secretly resorted to a dirty trick like a sneak attack.
Of course, though he said that, Qu Zhenhong had greatly admired Bi Fan's composure in the face of danger.
Facing a powerful foe, Bi Fan had not panicked in the slightest. He had even swiftly planned the best attack and escape routes.
Alone in enemy territory, he had still refused to lose heart after being discovered.
The qualities this young brat possessed were worth learning from.
Of course, precisely because Bi Fan was so outstanding, Qu Zhenhong was all the more determined to take his head.
After all, this man was an enemy of the Devil Race.
An enemy this exceptional would keep him awake at night.
Up ahead.
Hearing Qu Zhenhong's taunts, Bi Fan's state of mind remained completely undisturbed.
In fact, he decided to fire back with some taunts of his own, hoping to mess with Qu Zhenhong's composure.
Only if Qu Zhenhong's emotions were thrown into turmoil would Bi Fan have a better chance of escaping.
"Old geezer, you've got some ability, but not much!"
"Whether your Devil Race has anyone is something you know in your own heart, isn't it?"
"Our Human and Demon Races sent