“Die.”

Chen Shaohua was also infuriated when he saw his opponent’s frivolous move.

His eyes flashed with heavy murderous intent.

The sword qi in the void grew more and more fierce.

But under the watchful gazes of all, watching Ye Qingyu’s hands lightly tearing across the void, like ripping a cloth, destroying the dense network of sword qi, he was unharmed. Even though there were countless sword qi attacking his body, none could cut through that layer of thin ...