"Who are you?"
Jiang Shi furrowed his brows and asked aloud.
"Ye Race! Ye Tianya!"
The man in the white long shirt spoke indifferently, as timeless as the ancient.
"You are the top fighter of the Ye Race?"
Jiang Shi's eyes narrowed, having seen information about this person in the data provided by Ying Long.
Ye Tianya's face was icy cold and didn't continue to respond.
Jiang Shi suddenly chuckled coldly and said, "What? Do you also want to be buried with Meng Fang? Want to die with him!"
Suddenly, he sensed something unusual and looked behind Ye Tianya.
Only to see a gust of strong wind suddenly roaring from behind Ye Tianya, a large number of figures rapidly approaching, instantly appearing behind Ye Tianya.
Approximately a dozen people.
Each is from a powerful faction. Pairs of eyes like lightning, looking this way.
It was the blue-skirted woman and the yellow-robed man and others from before.
