Stop?
Ye Qingfeng sneered coldly, his Flying Sword suddenly accelerated, and those disciples had no power to resist, only to be stripped of their lives by Ye Qingfeng's Flying Sword amidst their frantic screams of terror.
"Demon! I've lived for decades and have never seen anyone as bloodthirsty and indifferent as you. If I don't stop you today, you'll be a great disaster!"
You Tianming was furious, his eyes seemed to spit fire as he shouted through gritted teeth.
"Say that when you have the capability. You're about to die yourself, yet still pretending to be a big bad wolf." Ye Qingfeng shook his head, not taking You Tianming seriously at all.
"Boy, do you really think you're invincible? Today, I will kill this cold-blooded demon and rid the world of harm!" You Tianming declared righteously, eyeing Ye Qingfeng coldly.
"Too much talk!"
Ye Qingfeng was too lazy to bother with You Tianming.
Justice and evil have never mattered; the key is to have power.
