Ye Chenfeng felt not the slightest bit of pity for these cultivators.
If his side had been a bit weaker, they would have long since been taken down by these cultivators, and might even have been subjected to inhuman torment.
This was a world where the weak were prey to the strong; too much compassion would only end up forcing yourself onto a road of no return.
Seeing that no one spoke, Ye Chenfeng said indifferently, "Leave not a single one alive."
Cang Peng and Chou Xiong immediately made their move. In their hearts they longed for slaughter; they wanted to release all the baleful aura in their bodies.
One must know, both of them were experts at the Peak of the Divine Emperor Realm. They were like ferocious tigers pouncing into a flock of sheep—no one could withstand their attacks.
Any cultivator who tried to escape would be the first to be dealt with by Cang Peng and Chou Xiong.
The air was filled with screams of misery, but Ye Chenfeng remained unmoved.
