"You're courting death, brat!"
Under the dual mockery of "How the Dai Zong" and ethical jokes, the BOSS named Ah San's eyes suddenly glowed red. He shouted angrily and abruptly lunged toward Ye Weiming.
One of his hands was holding an iron box, and the other hand, without any fear of Ye Weiming's razor-sharp Treasure Sword, was shaped like a claw, reaching directly for the blade.
Are all the BOSSes so fierce nowadays?
Although Ye Weiming was puzzled, he didn't hastily withdraw his sword due to the opponent's bizarre actions, instead, he took a step forward with his golden-glowing sword, piercing straight toward the incoming palm.
He wanted to see, whether the hand of this level 65 BOSS was tougher, or his Artifact-level Golden Glow Sword was sharper!
"Ding!"
