"Answer my ass!"
Ye Guichen's sudden appearance gave them an intense feeling of danger.
Without any nonsense, the two attacked directly.
Ye Guichen shook his head: "You're being quite rude."
He grabbed the wrist of the person in front who was wielding a sword, twisted it gently, and the direction of the sword changed, slashing directly at the opponent's neck.
Swish.
The sword easily made a cut on the opponent's neck.
The man's pupils constricted, and before he understood what happened, he had already collapsed with a thud.
The other person was scared stiff.
"Who, who exactly are you? What do you want to ask?" He never expected Ye Guichen to be so formidable, killing as simply as slicing vegetables.
Ye Guichen released his grip, clapped his hands as if dusting off dirt: "My name is Ye Guichen."
"Ye, Ye Guichen?" The man's legs shook, nearly tumbling to the ground.
