Slaying Rebellion with One Strike

"Me?" Facing the doubts of the black fog, Ye Qiu wasn't in a hurry to answer because he had already sensed that there were a few different groups approaching. It was still impossible to determine if the other party was friend or foe.

However, since he came to this battlefield, Ye Qiu didn't expect to have any teammates. Therefore, as long as they didn't know each other, he would deal with them as enemies.

"You'll know my identity soon. Don't be anxious." Ye Qiu smiled evilly. He touched his right hand and made a drawing gesture. The air in the surroundings quickly condensed into mist.

"What! What a powerful aura." In an instant, the black fog felt a heaven-defying pressure, and it became difficult to breathe. If he had treated Ye Qiu as prey in the beginning, the situation would have already reversed in this instant. The true prey wasn't Ye Qiu, but him.