Ethan Ye was at the peak of the fourth level of Spirit King, and all the disciples of Shenjian Ridge who were chasing him were at this level. Even if they attacked him one by one, they could still torture him to death. And the more he killed, the more people would come to the Immortal Sect in the name of revenge, and there would be no end to it.
"We don't want to kill you all, and you know the reason. But since you won't cooperate, we can't do anything. If you don't show sincerity in exchange, you can only exchange your life for another." The disciple of Shenjian Ridge hinted at something. Ethan Ye looked tired, but still smiled.
"I have nothing. If you want to fight, then fight. What's the point of saying this?"
The line was moving at an extremely fast speed and made quite a noise, attracting many nearby disciples to come out and point fingers.
"Is this the new disciple named Ethan Ye? I heard that nearly a hundred people fought against him alone, but he defeated more than thirty so-called genius disciples of Shenjian Ridge, and finally broke out of the blockade of more than fifty people with his broken body. He was said to be so amazing. It turns out that this is him. It took three whole months for him to be defeated. Where is the face of Shenjian Ridge? He deserves this for daring to come in."
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