"Hmph."
Ye Xiaofei looked at the group of people, sneered disdainfully, and then controlled the silver needles, crippling everyone.
That's right, it's okay not to kill, but crippling them was necessary since they came to kill him.
He hadn't expected that he would act like a BOSS himself.
"All of you, get out of here."
With a grand wave of his hand, Ye Xiaofei rapidly unleashed his Cultivation Spirit, ruthlessly repelling these people. Finally, although everyone was expelled from the formation, they were all covered in wounds.
"Ah, I, I actually didn't die."
"Am I dead?"
"I actually, I actually lost my arm."
"My brother is gone, wu wu, my brother!"
"Being able to save one's life is already good enough."
"This Ye Xiaofei is really generous. He didn't even kill us,"
"This formation is too terrifying, I'm never coming here again."
"I can't believe I've become disabled."
