As expected, dugu li from the first Palace had killed three people from the seventh Palace in an instant. There was no suspense.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the match between the third seat King and the eighth seat King.
At Xuanwei shopping mall, a cold gaze locked onto ye chen.
He knew very well that the third Palace Lord had only been able to make it this far because of ye chen.
"Brat, although your performance was not bad, I still have the same words, kneel and beg for mercy!"
Xuan Wei looked at ye chen with a cold smile, his domineering aura undiminating.
"Hahaha!"
Ye chen sneered.
"What are you laughing at? Did he really think that there was only a chance? Let's just Live!"
"I'll give you the same words! Useless trash who only knows how to drag out an ignoble existence!"
"What?"
Xuan Wei's killing intent exploded. He did not expect ye chen to dare to talk to him like that. He was simply courting death.