Immediately, Ouyang Qian felt a pain in his throat.
He looked downward.
Only to see a pair of sword fingers piercing through his throat.
Moreover, blood was continuously flowing from the pierced throat.
"What about the Ouyang Family? Whoever dares to come, I will make sure they die."
Ye Qingfeng slapped out with his palm, shattering Ouyang Qian's corpse into pieces.
Then, flames burst out, incinerating the pieces into ashes.
"Tsk tsk! What kind of Super Family is this, so pathetic that they can't even defeat Ye, a Martial Artist of mediocre talent!"
At this moment, the Grave-digging Dragon, lying on the rock garden, let out a disdainful voice.
It sounded like it was mocking Ye Qingfeng.
The words of the Grave-digging Dragon immediately made Ye Qingfeng's eyelids twitch wildly.
"You damn dog, you'd better shut up in the future."
Ye Qingfeng was seething with hatred, but he was helpless against the Grave-digging Dragon.
