Battered to Death in One Palm

"Extend longevity by 500 years!"

The moment Ye Yuan said these words, everyone drew a cold breath of air. Their eyes revealed an incomparably scorching look.

"Ye Yuan, if you're sensible, surrender the treasure! Otherwise, I'll make you die a horrible death!" Wu He said sternly.

Another person said, "Ye Yuan, I can give you an opportunity. As long as you surrender the treasure to me, I can ensure your safety! With me around, nobody will dare to touch you!"

This person's name was called Zhong Wubing, the number one slaughter general under Exalt Netherkill's command. His strength was unfathomable.

When Wu He heard that, his expression changed. But he did not make a sound tactfully.

In front of Zhong Wubing, he still did not have the capital to pick a quarrel.

Ye Yuan suddenly burst into laughter when he heard that and said, "Looking at your appearances, each and every one of you are certain that you've cornered this Little Lord, right?"