"Such arrogant words!" Ming Lang snorted coldly, brandishing a long staff as thick as his wrist and pointing it at Ye Haochuan, "Show your weapon!"
"To deal with you, I don't even need a weapon?" Ye Haochuan chuckled lightly and then shouted, "Xuanwu Force Vein, activate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura surged rapidly from his body, enveloping him completely, with a menacing presence.
One of the guards couldn't help but gasp, clearly feeling the difference. Earlier, when Ye Haochuan dealt with him, he didn't even use half of this aura.
"Where on earth did this guy come from? How could he have such formidable means?" the guard exclaimed in shock.
The other guard swallowed his saliva, but the next moment, when his gaze fell on Ming Lang, he suddenly showed a trace of disdain towards Ye Haochuan.
"Hmm, no matter where he's from, daring to fight Ming Lang, the most mysterious among the Five Talents, is definitely seeking death!"
