"What nerve, to think you can simply trifle with the Pangu Sect? All of you, attack!"
The elder roared in anger, and the surrounding acquired experts flung themselves into the fray.
"A bunch of ants."
Ye Fei stood aloft in the air, like an immortal Venerate of this world, looking down on everyone with contempt.
The protective glow contracted, gradually turning into a thin white line.
This was an inspiration he had taken from Zhang Shunlong's technique, but Ye Fei was undoubtedly stronger!
Ye Fei held his left hand behind his back and with his right hand, he gently flicked the thread.
The white thread swung out in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it made its cut!
"Ah—"
The leading martial artists screamed tragically as their bodies were sliced in two.
"Everyone, charge! Today we must execute this boy on the spot!"
The elder roared again, meanwhile sending out two beams of golden light from his hands.
