"Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"Your Excellency speaks recklessly. White Tiger meat is already a delicacy, what demon in this world dares to eat Heavenly Roc meat."
Liang Hui didn't seem surprised by the voice that came from the sky.
He took out a brocade cloth and wiped the grease from his palm, looking up at the two figures, one old and one young.
The young man had a heroic face and wore a five-color battle armor. His hands were clasped behind his back, emanating a faint five-color glow. An old servant followed behind him.
They looked down upon the slender figure on the ground.
"I am Kung Fan. How may I address you, brother?"
Liang Hui's face was full of defiance as his palm suddenly thrust forward.
Underneath the sky filled with Demon Qi, a sharp claw burst from the clouds, reaching swiftly towards the two figures in the sky.
The air exploded instantaneously, scattering in all directions, with a piercing roar reverberating between heaven and earth.
