"No..."
Sun Tianxi screamed, collapsing on the ground as if his bones had been removed, tears streaming down his face.
"Did I make a mistake?"
Seeing this, Ye Fan frowned slightly. Generally, he would not kill ordinary people.
But after several brutal slaughters, he found his heart growing cold and hard. Whether ordinary people or cultivators, if they deserved to die, he would not hesitate.
"You, I'll fight you to the death!"
Sun Tianxi shouted, charging at Ye Fan, but as an ordinary person with no cultivation, he was no match for Ye Fan.
"Now you feel the pain; what were you doing before?"
"If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beams will be crooked. Sun Tianxi is no good either."
"The father and son are both of the same ilk; they deserved to die long ago!"
The onlookers discussed fervently, revealing Sun Tianxi's past misdeeds.
