It didn't take long before over a hundred warriors with special genes from the Xue Family charged over.
The hundred-odd gene warriors completely surrounded Ye Li, their faces chillingly cold to the extreme.
"Xiao Qiang!"
A middle-aged man shouted at the body of Xue Qiang, his face beginning to fill with endless sorrow.
Seeing a younger person send off an older person is one of the most painful things in this world, but alas, Ye Li felt no pity for the middle-aged man.
He could pity the middle-aged man, but who would pity him?
The middle-aged man was none other than the head of the Xue Family, Xue Feng.
At this moment, Xue Feng glared fiercely at Ye Li.
"Did you kill Xiao Qiang?"
Xiao Qiang?
Ye Li couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, reminded of Stephen Chow's movies from China.
"That's right, it was I who killed him," Ye Li spoke slowly.
Upon hearing these words, a thousand zhang of raging fire burst forth above Xue Family head Xue Feng's head.
"Die!"