"Mr. Ye, you mustn't! He's a Golden Bell; you absolutely cannot kill him!" Yang Huai'an was frightened, seeing the sword array about to slay Zhu Ming, his face turned ashen.
Zhu Ming couldn't believe Ye Guichen dared to kill him.
No matter how powerful he was, this was still Dragon City's territory.
As long as something happened to him, Ye Guichen would surely not escape.
"Kid, I didn't expect you to have some skills, but if I'm harmed even slightly today, I'll make sure you find survival unbearable and death impossible!" Zhu Ming threatened, parrying another sword.
Ye Guichen heard this and couldn't help but laugh: "Zhu Ming, are you out of your mind? You've always wanted to kill me, even back at the Heavenly Patrol, you tried to kill me. I didn't make things difficult for you, but now you still want to kill me? Don't really think I'd be afraid of you!"
"Die!" Ye Guichen wouldn't tolerate them.
Though this was Dragon City, what difference does it make?
