After trapping Chen Yu beneath the pit, Fang Yan Yu didn't bother with him anymore.
If time weren't so pressing, as he was competing for the Blood Star Holy Pill, he would have personally executed Chen Yu.
But alas, Chen Yu's life was too tough; even he couldn't kill him in a short period of time, so he resorted to such a trick.
He believed that the Golden Winged Phoenix would definitely torture Chen Yu to death.
After all, the Golden Winged Phoenix harbored enormous hatred toward humans like them, and it was incredibly furious, so it would surely not let go of a human delivered to its doorstep.
Fang Yan Yu didn't even consider whether the Golden Winged Phoenix could kill Chen Yu or not.
In his view, even if the Golden Winged Phoenix was gravely injured, its strength remained overwhelmingly powerful—Chen Yu was undoubtedly doomed.
"You..." Ye Luofeng stared at Fang Yan Yu with immense anger and unleashed a sword strike.
