"Haha... Ye Demon, don't you see what kind of situation this is? You alone are simply not enough to contend with us!"
The middle-aged man with graying temples wore a few traces of disdain on his face and laughed loudly, reprimanding.
"Is that so?"
Ye Xuan's gaze turned cold.
"Clang!"
In his hand, that Red Blood Sword blossomed with brilliant sword light, dazzlingly bright.
"Ye Demon, surrender! Here, you cannot act recklessly."
At this moment, Shangqing Zhenren couldn't help but chuckle, not taking Ye Xuan seriously at all, advising.
Even if Ye Xuan was indeed as monstrous as rumored, capable of killing Tribulation Crossing Realm experts, so what? In Shangqing Zhenren's eyes, Ye Xuan was nothing but trash.
