Ye Chen stared coldly at Fang Zhenye in the distance. He said, "This was originally a grudge between you and me. Why can't you even let innocent people off?"
He had naturally heard Fang Zhenye's words, and also knew the outcome of the roundtable meeting!
A group of high and mighty existences believed that they could control the lives of others with a casual meeting? Were these people really guardians? In reality, they were protecting their own interests!
Ye Chen was truly enraged.
He knew that this time, the odds were against him, but had not expected that the decision would be so lopsided.
In any case, this battle could not be avoided. He had already adjusted his condition to its peak state, and the blood dragon was ready to rush out of his body.
Not only that, he had also tested out the third sword move of the Heaven-Splitting Sword in the Samsara Graveyard last night.
