"What a pity." Ye Liang walked up to him with a smile, patted his face, and said: "They only wanted to come here to counterattack, kill me or capture me alive, but it seems that no one thought about coming at all.

Save you."

"Kuku..."

The bearded man's mouth was slightly open, but his throat had long been cut by Ye Liang and he couldn't make any sound at all.

On the contrary, every time he opened it, dark red blood gushed out, staining his chin and neck red. The flesh and blood were so bloody that it was impossible to even tell where the real wound on his body was.

"Ye Feng!"

From behind, Chi Jintong's voice came: "Chihonggu and the others have arrived. We have to start preparations as soon as possible. Stop playing."

"There's no rush."

Ye Liang sneered and said, "I still want to chat with this brother."

"Are you crazy?!" Chi Jintong frowned and said: "We just killed the weakest war master among them. After a while
Chapter completed!