All over Meng Konghua was enveloped in a faint white true strength, like a large bird racing swiftly through the air, his clothes fluttering with a rustling sound, indescribably suave.
Lou Yi, on the other hand, was like a piece of iron rock freefalling, with a 'boom' landing on a large insect.
Half of its body was stomped into a mushy mess, extremely violent.
Then he shot forward like a cannonball, surrounded by a faint white air wave, his speed not slower than Meng Konghua's by a fraction!
His target was clear — the white winged evil tiger standing hundreds of feet away.
Wherever he passed, any wild beast or bird obstructing his path was transformed into a spirit under the black Profound Iron Axe, unable to delay Lou Yi in the slightest.
The winged evil tiger soon noticed Lou Yi's actions, and with a huge face, showed a trace of scorn with human-like expression.
