Upon hearing Ye Li's words, Xia Xi nodded. She knew that she had no power to resist in such a battle.
Ye Li looked at the ninth-tier Crazy Bull and the ninth-tier heavy sword-wielding undead. He spoke calmly, "At this point, what is there left for you to hesitate about? Come at me."
With those words, Ye Li gestured with his finger towards the ninth-tier Crazy Bull and the ninth-tier heavy sword-wielding undead.
The ninth-tier Crazy Bull seethed with anger. As the leader of the Crazy Bull Race, he had never suffered such humiliation.
"Attack!"
In response to the command of the ninth-tier Crazy Bull, countless Crazy Bulls charged towards the Apocalypse Legion like a dark storm.
Ye Li and the Apocalypse Legion stood still like statues. He took out the Dragon-slaying Blade from his system space and rested it on his shoulder, his face as composed as ever.