Chapter 125: The Hunter's Thirst for Blood (25)_1

Ha ha!

Fu Qian's words made Deng Feizhou stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Well, I do want to see that—"

He had spoken only half his words when he suddenly widened his eyes, staring at Fu Qian.

The latter actually stood up with an unfazed expression and even took a couple of steps.

How is that possible! I clearly had him trapped!

Deng Feizhou stared at Fu Qian in disbelief.

The next moment, a brilliant torch appeared in his field of vision.

The golden, resplendent light enveloped Fu Qian's body, making him look like a deity for a moment, compelling one to almost bow down in worship.

"How... can... this... be..."

Almost instantly, Deng Feizhou felt his thoughts becoming like rusty gears, only able to turn at a snail's pace, his consciousness filled with that holy, dazzling light.

How can this be?

Dealing with someone like you, how could I not make some extra preparations.