"There seems to be no use in talking about this, right?" Ye Ming's eyes shot out sharply, staring into the eyes of the demon-faced tiger, and said lightly.

Being stared at by Ye Ming like this, and thinking of Ye Ming's series of tricks just now, the demon-faced tiger felt on pins and needles, and cold sweat flowed out from under the tiger skin mask.

Xuan Ye is the second level of the ancient saint, and he is only the peak of the first level. Perhaps before seeing Ye Ming, he still has the confidence to kill Ye Ming. After all, Ye Ming is only a half.

It's just Bu Shengzun. He can kill the second level of the ancient saints, and so can he. After all, there are strong and weak among the ancient saints.

However, after seeing Ye Ming's methods, the demon-faced tiger was shaken by his decision, and even regretted it.

Obviously, Xuan Ye's strength was much higher than his own. Even Xuan Ye was killed, and he just wanted to die. He was very lucky that he was not the first to take action.

"Brother Ye, there may be some misunderstandings between us. I used to think that Ye Ming killed too many people and was angry, so he took over the task. Now it seems that Brother Ye is not that kind of person." The demon-faced tiger smiled reluctantly.

road.

Hearing this, there was a burst of contempt in the woods. This excuse was too far-fetched.

"Then what kind of person do you think I am?" Ye Ming asked lightly.

"this……"
Chapter completed!