Ye Feng's cold words dropped here, and all the cultivators wore expressions of bitterness and fear, while a grim killing intent flashed through the eyes of Xue Sha and Wu Xie.
As soon as this killing intent emerged, their heads lowered, attempting to use their cultivation power to hasten the unraveling of the black light energy enveloping their bodies.
They believed that once they completely dispelled this black light energy, no matter how powerful Ye Feng might be, he would be unable to kill them here.
This was the confidence and affirmation of Xue Sha and Wu Xie in their own strength.
However, just as they were thinking this, Ye Feng glanced at them, with a deep playfulness and mockery in his gaze, and an indiscernible killing intent.
"You have ten breaths of time. If within ten breaths you do not hand over the items, then don't blame me for being ruthless," Ye Feng's voice had already turned cold.
