"Today, he must splatter three feet of blood in front of your tombstone to avenge you!"
Tuoba Longcheng's two elder brothers, Tuoba Longfeng and Tuoba Longyuan, stared at Ye Junlin firmly.
"Third brother, we have avenged you!"
Ye Junlin stood in front of the tombstone.
Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Waiting for a slaughter at any time.
"Respect Longcheng!"
"Regard the third young master!"
Three thousand people have a bowl of wine in their hands.
Under the leadership of Tuoba Zunwan, they drank alcohol one after another.
After drinking, they all fell to the ground.
"Kill, revenge!"
At this moment, Ye Junlin's momentum changed.
His eyes were radiant, and his body exuded the aura of a king looking down on the world.
The change in his temperament made everyone startled.
Ye Junlin looked at the crowd and said, "I don't care what your background is, just obediently capture you! Otherwise, your other two sons will be buried here too!"
The language is not amazing and endless.
As soon as Ye Junlin said this.
It completely stimulated Tuoba Zunwan and his sons.
When did a group of supreme powerhouses get provoked by an ordinary person like this?
Still the enemy who killed his son!
I can't bear this tone no matter what!
"kill!"
Tuoba Longfeng couldn't bear it anymore.
He slapped Ye Junlin like a stormy sea.
With this palm, even half a mountain can be crushed.
Let alone ordinary people.
What Tuoba Longfeng cultivated was strength.
With every punch, there is the power to crush a mountain. JrNovels.com