However, Song Feiyu was a viciously cruel person and had killed many people. The bloody carnage certainly did not intimidate him. Besides, he had Qiong Qi, an exotic beast with the seventh level of power, and he could depend on it. Even with a rival like Xiao Luo, he was not afraid at all.
"My turn? Are you sure you want to do this?"
Song Feiyu gave a frosty smile. Then, at his command, Qiong Qi charged down at a breakneck speed from mid-air.
He came like a gale, and clouds of dust flew into the sky. The strong wind sent many of the body parts flying off the ground.
With its big mouth wide-opened and sharp teeth bared, Qiong Qi went straight for Xiao Luo in a fierce swoop. It extended its two muscular forelegs to grasp him with black shining claws that looked like hooks and were remarkably sharp. Once those things pierced into one's body, there would be no way to escape them. The more one struggled, the more painful one would feel.
