Ye Feng laughed coldly. His right hand clenched into a fist and the Slime Blade appeared in his hand.
Puchi!
The blade landed on the werewolf's neck!
"Roar!" The werewolf's miserable cries rang out.
But Ye Feng's expression did not change. He slashed at the werewolf again and again!
Fresh blood flowed out and dyed his clothes red.
The werewolf's body was covered in wounds, and he was no longer breathing.
"Can't even withstand a single blow!"
Ye Feng shook his head and left slowly.
...
The Abyss.
This was a world filled with the stench of blood.
Blood soaked the ground, forming pools of blood.
A strong smell of blood filled the area, making people feel nauseated.
At this moment, a woman in a white robe and a skull mask stood quietly beside a huge blood pool.
"Master!"
In front of the woman, there was a group of people kneeling.
