In the blink of an eye, Ye Haochuan killed one person, his expression did not waver in the slightest, his cold eyes turned to stare at the remaining guard.
That guard felt as if his soul had left his body under this gaze, instinctively turning around to flee.
But Ye Haochuan's speed was faster, instantly catching up to him, grabbing the guard's throat, lifting him up.
The guard finally felt the despair his companion felt, in the same boundary, his strength compared to Ye Haochuan was like the difference between ants and elephants.
"Stop!" A loud shout suddenly rang out, and a robust figure soared over.
The guard seemed to see his last savior and quickly called out, "Second Young Master save me!"
The sturdy young man's face was slightly cold, scrutinizing Ye Haochuan, he said, "Third Brother, what are you doing?"
