War God's Revenge

But this boy, why do you ask this question? Is that why he came here?

It's not just him. Mo Lao looks at Ye Tian with a trace of murderous spirit in his eyes!

"Boy, you are not qualified to know. If you know too much, you often die faster!"

Ye Tian smiled faintly and didn't seem to care.

"You don't have to worry about it. In a word, you can live, otherwise..."

Ye Tian didn't finish, but his cold tone was clear.

If you can't say it, you can only die.

Qian Xun's face was so heavy that it could drip water.

For years, no one dared to say that to him.

And as I said, he's dead.

Next to him, Wang Xian couldn't help wiping a cold sweat.

My little ancestor, even if you want to die, don't bother me.

"Mo Lao, keep this man alive. I want him to know what it feels like to live rather than die."

Obviously, Qian Xun was completely angry.

Looking at Ye Tian's eyes is like looking at a dead man.

"Well, I have the same idea!"

Old Mo smiled coldly, and his eyes were as cold as snow.

"Boy, this is your own death, no wonder I!"

The voice fell. He clenched his fists and rushed to Ye Tian.

He only used 10% of his strength in this punch.

After all, Qian Xun said he wanted to save his life. Old Mo was really afraid of accidentally making this guy into meat patties.

But even so, in his opinion, even if ye Tian doesn't die, he has to take off a layer of skin.

For his fist, ye Tian looked the same and directly ignored it.

Even, I didn't even frown.

This scene made old Mo's mouth twitch.

This guy, how can he look down on himself? Then don't blame me for being rude.

Thinking so, he quietly used 10% more strength.

Less money, just say to save his life and take a breath, should it be all right?

Thinking of this, Mo Lao showed a cruel smile.

But unexpectedly, Miao Lian smiled at the moment.

She has seen Ye Tian's strength to deal with a seven section ancient warrior.

It's really not too simple.

Seeing his fist racing, it was about to fall on Ye Tian.

Both he and Qian Xun showed a cruel smile.