"You're very strong, unexpectedly strong, but you have no idea what the Haidong Martial Arts Hall represents. Join us, and your talent will be developed to the fullest extent."
The figure suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.
"No matter what kind of organization, wanting me to join is not qualified!"
Ye Qingfeng shook his head. No matter how mysterious and powerful this organization was, it was not enough to make him submit.
"Stubborn and ignorant, courting death!"
The figure was furious, and the iron chain in his hand abruptly stabbed out. The previously soft iron chain, like a long snake, stabbed straight at Ye Qingfeng.
The blackness entwined upon it, as if countless fierce ghosts were howling, tore through the void, and stabbed at Ye Qingfeng like lightning.
The Futu Sword moved instantly, cutting towards the iron chain, the clash of metal produced a crisp sound, sparks flying.
