A rat?
Jiang Ming could not help but laugh in anger.
"If I am a rat, then what are you guys who hide and bully the weak and fear the strong? Forget it, I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you. Now, quickly come over and accept your death."
Jiang Ming's reaction was far beyond everyone's expectations.
His words made many people's eyelids twitch.
How arrogant!
The expression of the Ghost Spirit Sect's sinister-looking young man who was leading the group turned even uglier.
"Brat, since you insist on seeking death, then I will kill you and take Zhu An'an away!"
His name was Yin Xie, and he was a follower of the Ghost Spirit Sect's young master. His cultivation had already reached the early-stage Golden Core Realm.
Now that he had fully unleashed his strength and unleashed another evil magical tool, it caused waves of coldness to rise in one's heart.