After all, the power of this axe was too fierce.
Deviless didn't hesitate at all; she suddenly retracted her long hair, then leapt backward, landing at the end of the corridor to confront the man.
"Who exactly are you?!"
Deviless angrily shouted.
"Hahaha, I keep my name, sitting or standing, I am Yang Jing!" the man laughed loudly, his axe trailing a chilling gleam through the air.
"Yang Jing?"
Deviless's expression changed, "Are you Yang Jing?"
In the worldly society, among the rumors, the first Emperor of the assassin world, Southern Emperor, had a sworn brother named Yang Jing, whose strength was astonishing!
To enhance his own abilities, he even dared to enter the grasslands of Africa to combat lions and hone his combat skills!
Deviless had not expected to encounter such a troublesome individual this time.
"Yang Jing, since you have appeared here, then you should know who I am!"
Deviless sternly said: "Are you sure you really want to oppose the Cloud Gate?"
