His figure was as ethereal as smoke, and his feet were like phantoms. There was almost no movement, and he quietly approached a figure.
This person was the golden-armored giant from earlier in the day!
At this moment, the golden-armored giant was hiding behind the sand dune. Suddenly, he turned around and looked around vigilantly, but he did not find anything.
"Strange..." he mumbled to himself, then turned around and continued to dodge, like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow.
"Hehe, let's see where you can run to!"
Suddenly, a mocking laughter came from the darkness. Next, Ye Feng's body slowly appeared, and his black robe fluttered in the wind. He was like a ghost.
"You!"
After the golden-armored giant saw Ye Feng, his pupils shrunk, and he showed a shocked expression.
"You're actually not dead?" the golden-armored giant shouted in fear.
"Hehe, do you want me to die? I won't die for you to see!" Ye Feng sneered.