1732: C1732 I Should Ask You This

C1732 I Should Ask You This

They saw the Sect Master of White Devil Cult, jin Wu, staring coldly at Ye Lee and Su Wei'er.

"I suppose you are the people who came to destroy our White Devil Cult?"

In Jin Wu's opinion, this was just a joke. They were just two ignorant people who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Yes, it's us."

Ye Lee nodded his head. There wasn't the slightest fluctuation on his face.

Hahahaha!

All of a sudden, the Sect Master of White Devil Cult, jin Wu, burst into laughter, as if he had never heard such a funny joke before.

The rest of the people, upon seeing the Sect Leader's laughter, burst into laughter as well.

"Do all of you know how to write the word 'death'?"

The Sect Master of White Devil Cult, jin Wu, stopped laughing and said sarcastically to Ye Lee.

"Don't tell me..." Ye Lee looked at the leader of the White Devil Cult, jin Wu indifferently, "Shouldn't I ask you this question?"

Hiss...

When the people of White Devil Cult saw this, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.

They really couldn't imagine how Ye Lee could still be so arrogant even now!

Could it be that... this man really wasn't afraid of death?

"Kid, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

Sect Leader of the White Devil Cult, jin! When Wu saw that Ye Lee could still be so arrogant, he shouted angrily at Ye Lee.

Hehe.

Ye Lee shook his head and slightly nodded his head. He looked at the sun in the sky and slowly spoke.

"I will not shed tears even if I see a coffin, because I will never need a coffin."

When the people of White Devil Cult heard Ye Lee's words, their heads were filled with fury.

"Tear them into pieces!"

The master of White Devil Cult, jin Wu, roared at Ye Lee.

Following the order of the leader of the White Devil Cult, jin Wu, hundreds of White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator rushed towards Ye Lee and Su Wei'er.

Clang!

Just as hundreds of White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator rushed towards them, Ye Lee had already taken out the Primordial Dragon Abyss Sword from System Space.

In front of the hundreds of White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator, a flash of cold light was unleashed.

This, this, this...

The hundreds of White Devil Cult's gene martial cultivator immediately stopped in their tracks. Naturally, their faces were filled with shock.

The Sword Hum and Dragon's Cry kept ringing in their ears, causing these several hundred White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator to lose their hearing for a while!

"Quickly look! What is that!?"2

A White Devil Cult genetic martial cultivator cried out in alarm!

Everyone looked at the top of Ye Lee's head.

It did not matter if they did not look, but they were all frightened when they saw it.

It was because above Ye Lee's head, there was already a terrifying Five-Clawed Blood Dragon.

"I have a sword..."

Ye Lee jumped up from the ground and jumped into the air. He raised the Primordial Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand and shouted.

"Kill everyone in the world!"

As his voice faded, the sword fell.

Following the descent of the Primordial Dragon Abyss Sword, an incomparably terrifying sword beam flew down toward the several hundred White Devil Cult's gene martial cultivator below.

When the hundreds of White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator saw such a terrifying sword beam, all of their eyes widened to the largest time in history.

They knew that it was impossible for them to resist such a terrifying sword radiance!

Rumble!

Suddenly, a shocking explosion was heard from the location where the several hundred White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator were located.

This... How was this possible?!

The Sect Master of White Devil Cult, jin Wu, and all the elders had turned pale with fright. They stood rooted to the ground like frozen Clay Carving.

When the terrifying sword radiance that was overflowing in all directions disappeared, hundreds of White Devil Cult's genetic martial cultivator had all fallen to the ground. How could there still be a trace of life left in them?

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