"Leave? Did I say you could leave?" Mu Chen sneered, his speed incredibly fast as he surged with Hell's Energy, locking onto Sha Ying.
Mu Chen is a straightforward man; he loves killing the arrogant, especially those who dare to be arrogant in front of him, those who try to show off. He would make sure they have no place to be buried. Such is the Evil God.
"Not good, save me." Sha Ying's face turned pale, the black Evil Qi gathering again to form a Hand Seal, but the power was no longer as terrifying as before.
"Courting death." Sha Zhuang roared, swinging the golden hammer in his hand, the spiked golden hammer striking towards Mu Chen.
But Mu Chen dodged with an odd step instantly.
However, the golden hammer, controlled by strength, didn't seem as weak as imagined, following the wielder's will to strike at Mu Chen.
"Too slow." Mu Chen scoffed, already reaching Sha Ying in no time.
