Everyone looked at Yun Wuxing in disbelief.
However, Yun Wuxing, who had just retained his composure, now wore a cold expression, giving a smile that wasn't quite a smile as he looked at Ye Chen.
What's the use of strong bloodline?
Can the gap between Great Void and Disaster Slaying be so easily overcome?
Taking a step forward, he suddenly spoke, "You said just now, if I don't put away my sword, I will surely die?"
"Who gave you the courage to speak to me like this? Huh? A Great Void realm human trash dares to speak to me in such a manner? Can't you see the strength of this Emperor?"
Yun Wuxing's voice suddenly turned cold as he said, "Now, I'll give you a chance. Cut off your tongue yourself and from now on, kneel on the ground for all eternity as this Emperor's dog. Perhaps if I'm in a good mood, I might even let you live."
The reason he had sheathed his sword was because Ye Chen had offended him. Wouldn't killing him with a single sword stroke be letting him off too easily?
