"Cultivating human techniques with a half-demon's body, it appears then, Elder Zhao Luoying was also killed by you?"
Su Heng recalled the battle on Canglong Mountain, chasing after the remnants of the Sky Wolf Sect.
Elder Zhao Luoying's bones were gone, only a rotten head remained, casually discarded in the mud like trash. By the time it was dug out, it had already rotted and teemed with maggots.
"Zhao Luoying?" The two crossed arms, momentarily at a standoff.
Xu Hanlin, enraged to the extreme, let out a cold laugh, "I've killed many from the Demon Suppression Bureau. Do you ask for the name of a chicken before you eat it?"
"Good, boy!" the blood vessels in Su Heng's eyes burst, "You're the first to dare be so arrogant in front of me!"
"Arrogant?" Xu Hanlin's aura, already extremely fierce, surged again.
Broad blood-red stripes exploded under his Scale Armor, twisting and overlapping, barely forming the grotesque visage of a goat-human creature.