"In terms of status and identity, his hair is enough to buy you millions of cheap lives!"

"Our young master wants your head, that's your honor."

Nie Ning became more and more contented, and smiled with teeth: "Little guy, don't be anxious first."

"I'll play with that woman first and then come to find you."

Lingyun and Wanrou's eyes were full of anger, but they could only suppress their hearts.

Ye Xinghe smiled indifferently and did not rush to answer.

His palm flipped, and in an instant, the golden light suddenly rose and rushed straight into the sky!

Zheng--

The sound of the sword sounded solemnly turned around!

The golden light transformed into a sword, and Ye Xinghe held it tightly in his hand.

With a slight trembling of the wrist, the sound of the Tianguang Chengying Sword became even louder!

"If you want to move them, you can pass my level first."

Nie Ning was slightly surprised: "Little thing, do you want to fight me?"

Ye Xinghe chuckled: "What, you dare not?"

Nie Ning sneered: "Provoking the general? Interesting!"

"Since you are in a hurry to die, I will help you!"

His body shook, and fiery red patterns floated up.

The fire patterns on the clothes actually started to burn like flames.

The patterns on Nie Ning's body gradually gathered on his arms.

The flames rise and turn into a solid giant tiger.

The roar of a tiger resounds throughout the sky!

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice: "This move seems to be very similar to my spiritual cremation technique."
Chapter completed!