Luo Qianfan was not only immensely powerful, but the bow in his hand was also a lethal weapon for long-range combat.
Within two li, everything lay within his attack range. No one could possibly seize the Ethereal Fruit right under his nose.
"How could that be? Do you take me for that kind of person?"
Wu Kui's expression did not change at those words. He shouted sternly, "Can't you see the situation clearly? If we do not take the Ethereal Fruit quickly, the longer we drag this out, the more likely we are all to become food for the Demonic Insects. Once I take the Ethereal Fruit, we can divide it after we get out."
Though Wu Kui's face remained unchanged and his words sounded righteous and awe-inspiring, he was cursing inwardly.
He had indeed planned to swallow the Ethereal Fruit all for himself.
As long as he picked all the Ethereal Fruit, he would leave at once. What did the lives or deaths of these people have to do with him?
Having said that, Wu Kui did not waste another word. He leaped into the air, darted onto the tree, and prepared to pick the Ethereal Fruit.
"Wu Kui, stop!"
Another loud shout rang out. Yan Qi forced back the two Level 2 Tier 1 Demonic Beasts besieging him with two punches, broke away from the battle, and flew toward the tree.
He intended to fight Wu Kui for the Ethereal Fruit.
Watching from afar, Su Mo's heart tightened, but he still did not make a move. He believed Luo Qianfan would not let the two succeed.
Though these people were fighting the Demonic Insects together, they were each fighting their own battle. Everyone wanted more spirit fruit, and all of them were guarding against one another.
Sure enough,