"There's only one early-stage Integration cultivator? Then let's see if we can kill him right here," Ye Wu said calmly.
"Yes." The others responded in unison.
Mo Sha listened, wondering if his ears were playing tricks on him.
What was this woman saying?
To kill him on the spot?
On account of her mother being Ye Liuyun, he was only after Xiao Heng's life, and even willing to let her go—wasn't that already giving a lot of face?
She wanted to kill him?
What was this? The tables turned upside down?
Mo Sha nearly laughed out loud, and quipped sarcastically, "Kill me? Go ahead and try!"
As he spoke,
he once again unleashed the Locking Sky Claw, his target still Xiao Heng.
A terrifying sound of breaking space resounded.
But in the next instant, Mo Sha's expression suddenly changed.
He felt as if he'd sunk into a muddy mire, his body momentarily stiffening.
In that brief instant, the Locking Sky Claw completely dissipated in the air.
Mo Sha frowned.
