"Drinking at a time like this, you're simply courting death!"
Morrison sneered coldly, looking as if he was watching a fool.
Ye Chenfeng ignored him, gulping down half a jug of wine, his gaze gradually growing hazy.
Stumbling as he walked, he seemed about to collapse at any moment.
"Hahaha..."
Morrison and the other two Divine Sense Masters couldn't keep their mouths shut from laughing.
Ye Chenfeng took a sip of wine with each step he took.
"Catch the sword!"
Zheng Xinyi's clear voice rang out as a long sword swept towards him.
Ye Chenfeng didn't even look as he caught the sword in his hand...
"Hmph, just with a broken sword? Kill him!"
Morrison snorted coldly.
The two Divine Sense Masters beside him attacked together.
"Boom!"
Immediately, a wave of invisible force rippled through the air, a powerful surge of mental power.
At the center of it was Ye Chenfeng.
The mental power of the two Divine Sense Masters was enough to destroy Ye Chenfeng's consciousness.
