"I've got to see who's so well-informed that they dare to compete with me for my possessions..."
After glancing at the row of footprints, Ye Feng's heart stirred, and he followed the trail.
After covering two or three kilometers and reaching a wind-sheltered hollow in the mountain, Ye Feng immediately heard the whistling mountain wind from a distance, mixed with the sounds of metal clashing and shouts.
Not only that, when he looked carefully, there were three people fighting in the snowy hollow.
The snow was dazzingly bright; he couldn't see clearly who exactly it was, but he was sure that they were definitely Ancient Martial Artists clashing with each other.
According to the aura emitted by the three, they seemed to be around the Profound Level Peak.
These Ancient Martial Artists are really so idle, never forgetting to fight and kill at any time. Don't they understand how to enjoy life?
