The Eight-winged Golden Scale Python nodded slightly. "Don't worry, Boss. Dealing with this guy will be effortless. I'll show you what I'm capable of!"
Ye Tian knew the Eight-winged Golden Scale Python was powerful, so he didn't say much more. "Feifei, let's just stand aside and watch the show. I wonder what kind of expression that guy will make when he suddenly sees the Snake Centipede he's so afraid of."
"Brother Tian, this is going to be great! I wonder if he'll be scared out of his wits when he suddenly sees Ye Lin," Ye Feifei giggled.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's heart burned with intense fury. The large blade in his hand felt even heavier. He glared at Ye Tian and roared, "It won't be so easy for you this time, kid! Die!"
His figure flashed, leaving an afterimage as he charged toward Ye Tian. Yet, Ye Tian showed no intention of dodging, standing perfectly still.
