At this moment, Fang Xing on the mountain turned his head to look downwards, his eyes filled with a murderous aura.
Even though he didn't see it when he arrived, he later learned that after Old Bastard Wanluo broke through the Seventh Array, he was mercilessly whipped over ten times by the Talisman-Weapon Dao's Divine Son, transforming thunder into a whip, nearly beaten to death. If Li Hongyi hadn't intervened at the critical moment, Old Bastard Wanluo would have surely died under his whip.
"After all, he is the Divine Son of Talisman-Weapon Dao... Are you planning to kill him?"
Li Hongyi seemed to have seen through his thoughts and asked softly.
Fang Xing glanced back at Li Hongyi, gave a sinister smile, and said, "I'm not considering whether to kill him!"
Li Hongyi slightly froze, then heard him continue, "I'm considering how to beat him to death!"
"Whoosh!"
