"Trying to detour? Naive!" Fang Zhengzhi's smirked. He had to admit that he was surprised by how quickly the Demon Race had reacted but it did not mean that he could not deal with it.
As the saying went, how would the arrogant swan allow other birds to fly over its head?
Without hesitation, Fang Zhengzhi charged towards Ying Dao and the Domain Chiefs of the Demon Race at a speed of light.
"Domain Chief Yin, Meng Tian is coming towards us!"
"Hurry, block him!"
"I will go!"
With a few simple sentences, one of the Domain Chiefs had approached Fang Zhengzhi with a fearless expression.
However, Fang Zhengzhi did not have the intention to fight with this Domain Chief. He pushed the Domain Chief when he got closer.
"What?!" The demon Domain Chief was shocked and withdrew the saber he had raised as he twisted his body forcefully in midair.
Then…
There was no 'then'.
