"Ding!"
The Wind Thunder Sword appeared in Ye Qingfeng's hand.
Directly blocking Poison Snake's strike.
Yet, it sounded like the clash of weapons.
One can imagine how hard the layer of Snake Scales covering Poison Snake at this moment is.
"Not bad, but I'm taking the fifty million bounty for sure. You can go to hell!"
The coldness emanated from Poison Snake's eyes, resembling serpent eyes.
His speed was incredibly fast.
His movement technique was so quick that an illusion appeared, seemingly reaching the Micro Realm.
"Poison Snake's boss move has killed a lot of Primary-level War General Martial Artists."
Scorpion watched as Poison Snake launched his illusory, lightning-fast attacks.
Feeling much more at ease.
Unexpectedly, this kid is so troublesome.
They almost both failed.
But that's not an issue.
As long as this kid dies, they can claim the huge bounty.
And no longer need to remain assassins.
They can steadily enhance their strength.
