"Please! Spare me, I've already given you my space ring, there's nothing left!"
Xu Di knelt on the ground, his face filled with sorrow and pleading. Not far from him, twelve Cosmic Martial Artists of the Ultimate Void Level were severely injured, coughing up blood, and fainted on the spot. Some of them clearly had weak breaths and were close to death.
The entire robber team, a total of thirteen Ultimate Void Levels, was utterly defeated.
And all of this was thanks to the two Cosmic Martial Artists before them.
Xu Di regretted it so much; he wished he could just die.
Why? Why didn't anyone tell me these two were strong? A super strongman who could defeat ten?
Especially that Upper Void Level one, with one stroke of the blade covering the sky, suppressing all of them instantly. The other Ultimate Void Level rushed in to slaughter, with not even a trace left, as blood floated everywhere. That horrifying scene became Xu Di's eternal nightmare!