Xiao Zheng made a move and easily dispatched Ye Xuan and Ye Yin.
The death soldiers sent by Ye Zhengyang were indeed formidable, but in the end, they were no match for Xiao Zheng. From another perspective, one could say Ye Zhengyang was too whimsical. If the Evil God could be so easily killed, Xiao Zheng wouldn't be called the Evil God.
Without another glance at the two headless bodies lying in a pool of blood, Xiao Zheng returned directly to the business car.
As soon as he sat down, Leng Ruobing sized him up and down: "How was it? You're not hurt, right?"
Feeling her concern, a warmth washed over Xiao Zheng's heart, and then he smiled and said, "How could I be hurt? Me, the mighty Evil God, and the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, my reputation isn't just for show."
