Standing on the giant bird, Ye Cheng raised his head. He stared in one direction and raised his middle finger, showing a look of contempt. He has become extremely disgusted with this Birdman race. "There are still some ghost things to move out, the young man will not be merciful."

As soon as the voice fell, Yecheng jumped to the ground, pulled the giant bird by the heel, grabbed its leg, and wheeled it, throwing it where he had just looked.

The giant bird's body rushes into the air with inertia. Leaves fly up with their feet and kick the giant bird's buttocks. The giant bird slows down and rushes...