The death of several strong Hai people made Yu Guteng's face colder, but he did not take the opportunity to flicker and retreat to safety.

There was a burst of air, and the spirit of killing came into the sky. The strong Hai people rushed out and completely surrounded the leaves and dust.

"It's a Hai nationality indeed. It's a crowd of people." The corner of Ye Dun's mouth with a slight mockery, looking at Yu Guteng, who was protected by the crowd, sneered: "Just now, I don't know who said, to be a little higher than me, how, now that I know how weak I am, I want to...