After he finished speaking, Ye Yunfeng looked at the group of martial artists standing quietly before the villa and at Ye Liang in the front, and he burst into hearty laughter.
After the laughter died down, a sense of regret grew in his heart.
If carefully cultivated for several more years, these forces would have undoubtedly played a significant role in the battle against the Long Capital Martial Alliance.
Unfortunately, they were to be wasted today!
However, the thought of obtaining the corpses of at least seven or eight Innate Great Perfection Experts after this battle made his regret vanish into thin air.
Enhancing his own strength was naturally more valuable than these men!
Ye Taiqing's face was ashen, but a cold smile touched his lips. "You think these men of yours pose any threat? Even if the expert backing Xu Ke doesn't make a move, the eight Great Perfection Experts are more than enough to wipe out your worthless rabble."
