Ye Qingtian's eyes were filled with intense killing intent.
"You... you'd better not act recklessly!"
Lin Wufeng saw Ye Qingtian's savage demeanor and shouted anxiously.
Slap!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingtian slapped him across the face.
Spurt...
A mouthful of blood was spit out.
"Ye... Ye Qingtian... you..."
Murong Wudi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and stepped back hurriedly.
"Since you've attacked Qianxiao, you should have expected a disastrous end."
The cold words echoed indifferently.
"Ye Qingtian, don't be presumptuous!"
Just as Murong Wudi retreated, a shadow had already appeared ghost-like in front of him.
Slap!
A slap sent Murong Wudi flying!
His body slammed into a large stone, only then did he stop.
Seeing Ye Qingtian's pursuit, Lin Wufeng ceased to shout and urgently activated the Spiritual Qi in his body.
Then frantically tried to escape the pit.
