War God's Revenge

"Why, how could this happen?"

Qian Xun has a big mouth and doesn't speak quickly.

His eyes were almost staring out of his eyes, and his heart was even more shocked.

This Mo Lao is an ancient warrior of Qiduan.

In Xining, there is enough to walk sideways.

But it's only in the blink of an eye. Why is it like this? What the hell is this boy? It's so scary.

"Cough!"

The violent cough made old Mo spit out a big mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, and he was so frightened.

He was right. Ye Tian just flicked his fingers tightly, which made him look like this ghost.

At this moment, another thought rang out in his mind.

Could it be that this boy is a ten segment or even more powerful ancient warrior?

Otherwise, how could it be so terrible.

"Now, can you answer my question?"

Ye Tian still sat quietly. From beginning to end, there seemed to be no superfluous action.

The calm tone made Qian Xun's goose bumps stand up.

"I, I don't know."

Qian Xun shivered and responded. He kept retreating subconsciously. He was shocked to the extreme by Ye Tian in his heart.

"I don't know?"

Facing Ye Tian's questioning eyes, Qian Xun was wet with cold sweat and shook his head rigidly.

"Really, really don't know!"

"Whatever!"

Ye Tian gently shook his head and suddenly waved his right hand.

Click!

The crisp sound is like a life-threatening note.

Not to mention Wang Xian, even Miao Lian trembled subconsciously.

Qian Xun, who was not far away, suddenly stopped his retreat, and his expression was frozen on his face.

His eyes were lax, but countless thoughts flashed.

Unwilling, shocked, regretful

In the end, they can only fall to the ground powerlessly.