"You!"
The demon Qingman's eyes were nearly blazing with anger; he'd never seen such shameless arrogance. If he were in his prime, forget about this Rotten Fish; even ten of them wouldn't be enough for him to kill.
"Hehe, I'm done with you guys. The Holy Weapon is mine now!"
Rotten Fish chuckled, glancing toward the Holy Weapon, and his gaze suddenly became extremely intense.
However, beneath the Holy Weapon stood the young man with black hair. As he felt Rotten Fish's greedy eyes sweep over, he suddenly turned his head fiercely, and those cold and sharp eyes made Rotten Fish tremble all over.
"Boy, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen that your grandpa is more handsome than you?"
Yet, as soon as he finished speaking, the young man swept the Void with a backhand slap. Instantly, a substantial large palm quickly coalesced above the Void with Primordial Energy, smacking with a loud sound. Rotten Fish couldn't withstand and was forcefully blasted away.
