C619 Zhan Canghui

Many people looked at Ye Feng with pity. The people of the Sky Demon Palace were not people that anyone could offend. A young man with no status like Ye Feng could only bear the suppression of the other party.

"Trash, do you not dare to fight me?"

Seeing Ye Feng say this, a sneer immediately appeared on Nan Song's face as he asked in a mocking tone. His expression became even more arrogant