"Hehe, kid, prepare to die!"
The black-robed old man's eyes turned cold. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Ye Feng's shoulder, swinging it fiercely!
Pada!
Ye Feng was directly thrown out. He crashed into a tree and fell to the ground!
Pfft!
Ye Feng's chest caved in, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his gaze gradually lost focus. His aura was extremely weak!
"Hehehehe, you can't even withstand a single blow!" The black-robed old man smiled sinisterly as he walked toward Ye Feng. "Don't worry, I will twist your head off!"
The black-robed old man's words caused Ye Feng to reveal a mocking expression: "Idiot! Do you know why I didn't resist?"
What?
The black-robed old man was stunned for a moment before he shook his head. Ye Feng's death was only a matter of time, and he did not care about this!
"Because..."
Ye Feng grinned. He wiped the blood from his mouth. "I'm waiting for an opportunity!"
