章節 992: Save Your Farts for When You Go Home

Everyone looked at the person who just spoke.

Ye Mo's heart sunk, it was a nascent soul state level three cultivator. He had two nascent soul state cultivators on his side but they were both only nascent soul state level one. Even if they could beat the nascent soul state level three, Yang Hai would have more coming while he only had two.

Even though they knew he killed the five cultivators, Ye Mo wasn't going to admit it.

Thinking about this, Ye Mo said, "There are so many friends watching here and your Yang Hai merchant association also has people watching. I don't understand when you saw me killing your people. Am I supposed to be responsible for them getting caught in nascent soul state divine damnation when they didn't want to come out?"

That nascent soul state cultivator clearly just arrived and didn't know what happened, besides the fact that a few people died. Hearing Ye Mo's words, he frowned and looked at the two golden core state from his side.