Ye Zhen held his sword hilt in one hand and landed steadily beside Yang Jian, striking an exceptionally flashy pose.
He lifted his chin slightly and looked at the four captains opposite him from beneath the brim of his bamboo hat, his voice brimming with overbearing arrogance.
"Little Yang, you're still too young." Ye Zhen patted Yang Jian on the shoulder.
"You can't handle a scene this big on your own without yours truly!"
No sooner had Ye Zhen finished speaking.
Another pale beam appeared out of nowhere, forcibly wedging itself between the red and yellow light!
An arrogant-looking young man swaggered out, holding a solid-gold Desert Eagle in each hand.
"How could you leave me, the Dual-Wielding Golden Gunman, out of something this fun?"
Zhang Wei deftly spun the golden guns in his hands and aimed them straight at Li Jun and the others.
"Ganging up on someone isn't fair! I'm famous for stepping up when trouble hits!"
Zhang Wei thumped his chest, looking utterly fearless in the face of death.
"Whatever you've got today, come at me! Watch Brother Wei beat you old fossils until you're crawling around looking for your teeth!"
With Zhang Wei's arrival.
Thick white fog poured in from the white Ghost Domain behind him.
The fog was bone-chillingly cold and carried the strong, earthy stench of grave soil.
The white fog crashed into the black ghost smoke emanating from Li Leping, instantly creating a evenly matched standoff.
Amid the churning white fog, heavy footsteps slowly sounded.
Feng Quan emerged.
Strapped to his back was an old gravestone radiating an aura of deathly stillness!
Countless names seemed to be carved into the gravestone, and with every step he took, the surrounding air grew colder.
Feng Quan's flashy cloak, emblazoned with his own name, combined with