"What does Bi Fan mean by that?"
"Does he look down on me?"
"Your spiritual power has been completely stripped away. Why do you look like you haven't even woken up?"
Outside the formation.
Qu Heng, who had been keeping a close eye on Bi Fan, saw him looking half-asleep, as if he might nod off at any moment. His teeth immediately clenched, and his face twisted into a savage scowl.
He glared bitterly at Bi Fan, wishing he could appear right in front of him that instant and tear him limb from limb.
Of course, even though Bi Fan looked half-asleep, as if he might nod off at any moment, Qu Heng still didn't dare act rashly.
Bi Fan's talent had already frightened him earlier.
Qu Heng was terrified.
Or rather, the Qu Heng of this moment was like a startled bird fleeing from the bowstring.
He feared Bi Fan was only pretending in order to lure him out, then kill him with a single strike.
He wouldn't die, of course, but if that happened, his father would surely be disappointed in him.
When that time came, his fate would be worse than death.
"Damn you, Bi Fan!"
"Once I've subdued you, I'll make you regret ever being born into this world!"
Torn between hatred and wariness,
Qu Heng could only mutter through gritted teeth.
His heart was filled with unbearable agitation.
While Qu Heng thought Bi Fan was deliberately pretending to be sleepy to provoke him,
Bi Fan finally forced himself to perk up.
With a thought, the Giant God Sword, which had entered his inner domain, reappeared in his hand.
He plunged the Giant God Sword into the ground.
Leaning on it, he managed to stay upright.
Bi Fan asked curiously, "Elder Sword Senior, Xuan Chen, what