Ye Ling's arrogant words suddenly permeated the heavens and earth, rolling in an attack.
Yuan Wufa didn't have the qualifications to rescue someone from his clutches?
What a joke, in this vast world, including the Divines Hall and other hidden powerhouses, Yuan Wufa's strength was at least in the top ten.
To say he had no qualifications to rescue someone from you was almost tantamount to a slap in the face!
Shoo, a halo fluctuated out, and Ye Ling sneered coldly. The sword in his hand did not diminish in its ferocity. Below the sword, the butcher's face turned green, filled with terror.
He didn't understand how the guy who was his equal just a few days ago had, in an instant, pushed him to the brink of death. Why?
Although he said he was injured and not yet recovered, although he said he was somewhat careless, surely it was impossible for him to not even withstand a single move from Ye Ling.
