"Our God Slaying Hall will remember you!"
Her voice was cold, like the Cold Moon Fairy, yet filled with a murderous aura.
"Oh? I killed six of your God Slaying Hall's experts, aren't you planning to make a move against me?"
Ye Qingfeng teased.
"Hmph, we'll meet again someday!"
The mysterious woman in black robe left with a cold statement, her figure flashing to appear a thousand feet away, then disappearing without a trace.
"God Slaying Hall?" Ye Qingfeng murmured softly, "I hope you can entertain me!"
He waved a single hand, and crimson flames swept forth, incinerating the remaining five corpses without leaving a trace.
Fu Tiandao finally snapped out of his shock, he rushed over, kneeling on one knee before Ye Qingfeng, hands cupped in respect.
"The might of the War God is unmatched under heaven, Fu Tiandao prostrates himself in admiration!"
Previously, Fu Tiandao merely bowed to Ye Qingfeng.
But at this moment, he sincerely knelt and lowered his head.
