บท 924: Sikong Shang!

"Ye Yuan, show your trump card! I want to see if you're making an empty show of strength, or if you really have the ability to challenge this Seat!" Netherkill's gaze stared at Ye Yuan with a glint.

Along the way, the reason why Netherkill exercised forbearance in every possible way was naturally that he could not figure out Ye Yuan's ace-in-the-hole.

Now that he absorbed a large quantity of Slaughter Concept, his strength soared by a large margin. When facing Ye Yuan again, his confidence was also much greater.

Ye Yuan also looked at Netherkill. A hint of a smile flashed across the corners of his mouth as he said coolly, "Should I call you Netherkill, or should I call you Sikong Shang?"

The moment these words came out, the remaining three Exalts all had bewildered looks, but Exalt Netherkill's breath clearly stifled.

"The three of you, leave for the time being!" Netherkill said calmly.