"Looks like you won't cry until you see the coffin."
Tang Ming raised his hand to touch his chin. "If that's the case, then you should go down."
"Kid, are you out of your mind? You tell me to fall, then I fall? You think you're a god?"
Mo Liuye paused for a moment, feeling no abnormality, and said disdainfully, "No matter what skills you have, I'm breaking your limbs first, let's see how you fake your little tricks."
As soon as the words were out, Mo Liuye stopped holding back, summoning Gang Qi and jumping high, his hands forming seals in the air ready to launch an attack from afar.
"Go down."
Tang Ming raised his hand and pointed.
"Bang!"
Before the seal was complete, Mo Liuye's body fell like a stone, akin to a free fall, crashing to the ground in a spread-eagle position, face-first.
"No way?"
Seeing Tang Ming merely point a finger, the powerful Nine-star Martial Master Mo Liuye ended up in such a state. Everyone present was dumbfounded.
"What is going on?"
