"However, this guy runs quite fast!"
Lin Bei thought to himself. This speed was not slower than his full speed.
Looking at the Ghost Warhorse under the other party, his eyes flickered. This mount was not bad. He would see if he could tame it later!
Then, Lin Bei ignored the surrounding undead soldiers and flew out!
The terrain of the Misty Mountains was complicated. Even if the Headless Horseman Ektor rode a warhorse and was extremely fast, he was still inferior to Lin Fei, who was flying in the air.
"Don't come over!"
"I have no grudges with you. You don't have to target me like this, right?"
Soon, the Headless Horseman Ektor, who was running for his life, felt the sound of air being torn apart from behind him. His heart twitched. The spirit head on his shoulder was filled with fear and was shouting. He did not have the dignity of a King-tier Boss at all!
"Someone wants your head for a high price."
Lin Bei said calmly.