"In this world, there's nothing that I, Ye Jiujie, dare not do!"
Ye Qingfeng's surprised expression slightly receded, his face was filled with cold indifference.
Although the Blood Shadow Wolfman in front of him exudes a terrifying, dominating aura, Ye Qingfeng, who has faced countless life-and-death situations, would never retreat an inch no matter what opponent he faced.
"Arrogant!"
The Dark Race Wolf Emperor's killing intent was earth-shattering. In the battle back then, their Dark Race Wolfman clan was almost exterminated, vanishing from the world.
He only fell into the siege of the great masters to preserve the remaining bloodline of the werewolf clan, otherwise, if he wanted to leave, who could stop him?
But even though he sacrificed himself, the Dark Race Wolfman bloodline he preserved was slaughtered by Ye Qingfeng today, and even the youngest Slaga was not spared, how could he not be angry?
