A gentle large hand gently pressed on the head of the pure-blooded Qilin.
"It's not a good habit to fight to the death with others at every turn," Xu Fan's voice sounded.
The pure-blooded Qilin was surrounded by a gentle aura and sent back to the rear of the Elders Council Headquarters.
"I'm late," Xu Fan said, looking at Ming Kong.
"Not late, at least I still have one life left." The severely injured Ming Kong looked at Xu Fan and chuckled.
This time, he made the right bet.
At this moment, the Golden Winged Dapeng spread its wings and released a Wind Blade.
It felt that annoying aura on Xu Fan, similar to the Star Spirits.
Xu Fan's aura was even better than that of the stars.
He hated it when enemies showed that everything was under control.
Xu Fan lightly clenched his palm, and the Wind Blade was burst into pieces by him.
"Golden Winged Dapeng, I've heard a lot about you," Xu Fan said with a smile.
