Hearing Ye Weiming describe his method of retaliation, Wang Baobao's face turned green.
You're a damn demon!
Of course, he could not bring himself to say something so weak. Frowning, he looked at Ye Weiming, who stood surrounded by countless swords, and coldly asked, "What exactly do you want?"
Ye Weiming shrugged. "Simple. Hand over the antidote to the Ten Fragrance Soft Tendon Powder and release all the captured members of the Six Great Sects, and I'll let your sister go. How about it?"
"That's impossible!" Wang Baobao immediately shook his head. "You know a thing or two about the rules of heaven, I'm sure. Could you stop making demands that are completely impossible?"
Ye Weiming nodded. With a thought, the countless swords around him suddenly gathered at his side, intertwining and weaving themselves into a uniquely shaped chair. It actually looked rather elegant.
Leaving only the Heavenly Sword in his hand for him to idly play with, he flicked out his Dragon Wings of Heaven and sat down upon the Iron Throne. Then he said leisurely, "In that case, we can only sit down and negotiate this slowly."
Meanwhile, Fei Yu and Sanyue stood proudly on either side of the Iron Throne, ready at any moment to fight powerful enemies.
Seeing this, Abbess Miejue finally could not help saying, "Young Hero Ye, since you possess such strength, why not kill these vile thieves before us? Not one of us from the Six Great Sects is a coward afraid of death!"
Heh heh!
Abbess, had you considered Song Qingshu's feelings when you said that?
However, Ye Weiming had no intention of teasing Song Qingshu right now. He merely shook his head lightly and said, "I don't need Abbess Miejue to tell me how to conduct my affairs. If Heroine Guo