"Old guy, if you have the ability, come over here and fight me, Mr. Ye, for three hundred rounds!"

Ye Qingyun immediately pointed at Xiang Tianwu and started shouting.

"I think you, old guy, don't even want your head anymore, right?"

"Believe it or not, I spread all your ashes?"

Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun in astonishment.

Good guy!

This is really domineering.

How dare you treat a saint like this.

There is no one left.

All the soldiers were furious.

Xiang Tianwu was so angry that his head almost exploded.

Ye Qingyun felt that it was not arrogant enough.

He took out the remaining two grenades and started playing with them.
Chapter completed!