Watching the sudden beheading of the Flame-winged Ghost-faced Falcon on the ridge, Xi Hongyi couldn't help but click her tongue.
A moment ago, she was worrying about this demon beast's sound wave innate divine technique and its threat to Chuan Qi, but in the next moment, the demon beast was unexpectedly beheaded just like that.
It's just as expected of him.
This Flame-winged Ghost-faced Falcon, even though it possesses a special divine technique, Chuan Qi seems to handle it with ease.
Swish!
An escape light descended above the giant nest of the Flame-winged Ghost-faced Falcon, and as the light dissipated, Qi Chuan's figure appeared.
Qi Chuan glanced downwards, waved his hand, and the severed head of the Ghost-faced Falcon, along with a headless corpse, rose up, floating before him.
