"So..."
"You wish to die?"
Ye Xuan glanced casually at the members of the Seven Killings Sect, his lips curling into a smile.
For some reason, when they saw Ye Xuan's smile, Leng Hongmi and his companions felt a chill rising from deep within their hearts.
This Ye Xuan, though he seemed young, acted entirely like an old demon.
They had already witnessed Ye Xuan's methods.
Now, seeing Ye Xuan's smile made them shudder.
"Uncle Master..." Peng Cangfeng couldn't help but call out.
The visitor from the Seven Killings Sect, however, remained composed, looking faintly at Ye Xuan, and scoffed, "Are you threatening me?"
"I've killed more people than you've even seen!"
"Your threats mean nothing to me!"
The man from the Seven Killings Sect also sneered, his eyes flashing with streaks of murderous intent.
A bloody red light, bursting forth as if tangible, made one's scalp tingle.
However, these words could not help but make Ye Xuan want to laugh when they reached his ears.