The ninth-tier heavy sword-wielding undead would never forget Ye Li. He and Ye Li had a deep-seated enmity, like water and fire, with hatred as vast as the Three Rivers and Four Seas.
"Ye Li!"
The ninth-tier heavy sword-wielding undead clenched his teeth tightly, as if his teeth were about to shatter.
The ninth-tier Crazy Bull looked Ye Li up and down. This was his first time seeing Demon King Ye Li. Earlier, the ninth-tier heavy sword-wielding undead had described Ye Li as if he were a legendary figure.
"Are you Demon King Ye Li?" The ninth-tier Crazy Bull stared at Ye Li and asked.
"Yes." Ye Li nodded.
Upon hearing this, the ninth-tier Crazy Bull's expression turned cold. Although the Apocalypse Legion consisted entirely of ninth-tier zombies, there were tens of thousands of Crazy Bulls.
What gave Ye Li the right to remain so calm in front of him?